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Joel
Joel, Chapter 1
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The word of the LORD that came to Joel the son of Pethuel.
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Hear this, ye old men, and give ear, all ye inhabitants of the land.
Hath this been in your days, or even in the days of your fathers?
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Tell ye your children of it, and let your children tell their
children, and their children another generation.
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That which the palmerworm hath left hath the locust eaten; and
that which the locust hath left hath the cankerworm eaten; and that
which the cankerworm hath left hath the caterpiller eaten.
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Awake, ye drunkards, and weep; and howl, all ye drinkers of wine,
because of the new wine; for it is cut off from your mouth.
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For a nation is come up upon my land, strong, and without number,
whose teeth are the teeth of a lion, and he hath the cheek teeth of a
great lion.
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He hath laid my vine waste, and barked my fig tree: he hath made
it clean bare, and cast it away; the branches thereof are made white.
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Lament like a virgin girded with sackcloth for the husband of her
youth.
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The meat offering and the drink offering is cut off from the house
of the LORD; the priests, the LORD's ministers, mourn.
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The field is wasted, the land mourneth; for the corn is wasted:
the new wine is dried up, the oil languisheth.
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Be ye ashamed, O ye husbandmen; howl, O ye vinedressers, for the
wheat and for the barley; because the harvest of the field is
perished.
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The vine is dried up, and the fig tree languisheth; the
pomegranate tree, the palm tree also, and the apple tree, even all the
trees of the field, are withered: because joy is withered away from
the sons of men.
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Gird yourselves, and lament, ye priests: howl, ye ministers of
the altar: come, lie all night in sackcloth, ye ministers of my God:
for the meat offering and the drink offering is withholden from the
house of your God.
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Sanctify ye a fast, call a solemn assembly, gather the elders and
all the inhabitants of the land into the house of the LORD your God,
and cry unto the LORD,
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Alas for the day! for the day of the LORD
is at hand, and as a destruction from the Almighty shall it come.
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Is not the meat cut off before our eyes, yea, joy and gladness
from the house of our God?
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The seed is rotten under their clods,
the garners are laid desolate, the barns are broken down; for the corn
is withered.
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How do the beasts groan! the herds of cattle are perplexed,
because they have no pasture; yea, the flocks of sheep are made
desolate.
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O LORD, to thee will I cry: for the fire hath devoured the
pastures of the wilderness, and the flame hath burned all the trees of
the field.
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The beasts of the field cry also unto thee: for the rivers of
waters are dried up, and the fire hath devoured the pastures of the
wilderness.
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