Joel, declaring sundry judgments of God, exhorteth to observe them,
Joel 1:1 This is the worde of the LORDE, that came vnto Ioel the sonne of Phatuel: Joel 1:2 Heare o ye elders: podre this wel, all ye that dwell in the lode: yf euer there happened soch a thinge in youre dayes, or in ye dayes of youre fathers. Joel 1:3 Tell youre children of it, & let them shewe it vnto their children, & so they to certifie their posterite therof. Joel 1:4 Loke what the caterpiller hath lefte, yt hath the greshopper eaten vp: what the greshopper lefte, that hath the locuste eaten vp: & what the locuste hath lefte, that hath the blastinge consumed. Joel 1:5 Wake vp ye dronckardes, & wepe: mourne all ye wyne suppers, because of youre swete wyne, for it shal be taken awaye from youre mouth. Joel 1:6 Yee a mightie & an innumerable people shall come vp in to my londe: these haue teth like the teth of lyons, & chaftbones like the lyonesses. Joel 1:7 They shal make my vinyarde waist, they shal pyll of the barckes of my fygetrees, strype them bare, cast them awaye, and make the braunches whyte.
and to mourn.
Joel 1:8 Make yi mone as a virgin doth, yt gyrdeth her selfe with sacke, because of hir bryde grome. Joel 1:9 For the meate & drynkofferynge shalbe taken awaye from the house of the LORDE: & the prestes ye LORDES ministers shal mourne. Joel 1:10 The felde shalbe waisted, the londe shalbe in a miserable case: for the corne shalbe destroyed, the swete wyne shal come to confucion, & the oyle vtterly desolate. Joel 1:11 The husbodemen & the wyne gardeners shal loke piteously & make lamentacion, for the wheate wyne & barley, & because the haruest vpon the felde is so clene destroyed. Joel 1:12 The grape gatherers shal make greate mone, when the vynyarde & fygetrees be so vtterly waisted. Yee all the pomgarnettes, palmtrees, apletrees, & the other trees of the felde shall wyther awaye. Thus the mery cheare of the children of men, shal come to confucion. Joel 1:13 Gyrde you, & make yor mone, o ye prestes: mourne ye ministres of the aulter: go youre waye in, & slepe in sack cloth, o ye officers of my God: for the meat & drynkofferynge shalbe taken awaye from the house of yor God.
He prescribeth a fast for complaint.
Joel 1:14 Proclame a fastynge, call the cogregacion, gather the elders & all the inhabiters of the londe together into the house of the LORDE yor God, & crie vnto the LORDE: Joel 1:15 alas, alas for this daye. And why? the daye of the LORDE is at honde, and commeth as a destroyer from the Allmightie. Joel 1:16 Shal not ye meates be taken awaye before oure eyes, the myrth also & ioye from the house of oure God? Joel 1:17 The sede shal perish in the grounde, the garners shall lye waist, the floores shalbe broken downe, for the corne shalbe destroied. Joel 1:18 O what a sighinge make the catell? the bullockes are very euel likynge, because they haue no pasture: and the shepe are famesshed awaye. Joel 1:19 O LORDE, to the will I crie: for the fyre hath consumed the goodly pastures of the wyldernesse, and the flame hath brent vp all the trees of the felde. Joel 1:20 Yee the wylde beestes crie also vnto the: for the water ryuers are dryed vp, and the fyre hath consumed the pastures of the wyldernesse.