Joel, declaring sundry judgments of God, exhorteth to observe them,
Joel 1:1 Thys is the worde of þe lorde that came vnto Ioel þe sonne of Phatuel: Joel 1:2 Heare O ye elders, pondre this well, al ye that dwell in the lande, yf euer there happened suche a thynge in youre dayes, or in the dayes of youre fathers. Joel 1:3 Tell youre chyldren of it, and let them shew it vnto theyr chyldren, & so they to certifye their posteryte there of. Joel 1:4 Loke what the caterpyller hath lefte, that hath the greshopper eaten vp: what the greshopper lefte, that hath the locuste eaten vp: & what the locuste hath lefte, that hath the blastyng consumed. Joel 1:5 Wake vp ye dronkardes, & wepe: mourne all ye wynesuppers, because of youre swete wyne, for it shall be taken away from your mouth. Joel 1:6 Yea, a myghtye and an innumerable people shal come vp into my lande: these haue teeth lyke the teethe of Lyons, and chaftbones lyke the lyonesses. Joel 1:7 They shal make my vyneyarde waste, they shall pyll of the barckes of my fygge trees, strype them bare, cast them away, & make the braunches whyt.
and to mourn.
Joel 1:8 Make thy mone as a virgyne doth þe gyrdes her selfe with sacke, because of her brydegrome, Joel 1:9 For the meat and drinckofferyng shal be taken awaye from the house of the Lorde: and the priestes the Lordes mynysters shall mourne. Joel 1:10 The felde shalbe wasted, the lande shalbe in a myserable case: for the corne shalbe destroyed, the swete wyne shall come to confusyon, and the oyle vtterlye desolate. Joel 1:11 The husband men and the wyne gardeners shall loke pyteously & make lamentacyon, for the wheat wyne, and barley & because the haruest vpon the felde is so cleane destroyed. Joel 1:12 The grape gatherers shall make greate mone, when the vyneyard & figgetrees be so vtterly wasted. Yea all the pomgarnettes, palmetrees, appeltrees & the other trees of the felde shall wyther awaye. Thus the mery cheare of the chyldren of men, shall come to confusyon. Joel 1:13 Gyrde you, & make youre mone, O ye prestes: mourne ye mynysters of the aulter: go youre way in, and slepe in sackcloth, O ye offycers of my God: for the meate and drinckofferynge shall be taken awaye from the house of youre God.
He prescribeth a fast for complaint.
Joel 1:14 Proclame a fastynge, call the congregacyon, gather the elders & all the inhabiters of the lande together into the house of the Lord your God, & crye vnto the Lorde: Joel 1:15 alas, alas, for thys daye. And why? the daye of the Lorde is at hand, and commeth as a destroyer from the almighty. Joel 1:16 Shall not þe meates be taken awaye before oure eyes, the myrthe also & ioye from the house of oure God? Joel 1:17 The sede shall peryshe in the grounde, the garners shal lye waste, þe floures shalbe broken doune for the corne shalbe destroyed. Joel 1:18 O what a fyghynge make the cattell? the bullockes are very euyll lykynge, because they haue no pasture: and the shepe are famyshed awaye. Joel 1:19 O Lord, to the will I crye: for the fyre hath consumed the goodly pastures of the wildernesse, and the flamme hath brente vp all the trees of the felde. Joel 1:20 Yea, the wylde beastes crye also vnto the: for the water ryuers are dryed vp and the fyre hath consumed the pastures of the wyldernes.