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Joel 1:10

New American Bible - revised edition

The field is devastated; the farmland mourns, Because the grain is devastated, the wine has dried up, the oil has failed.

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If you till the ground, it shall no longer give you its produce. You shall become a constant wanderer on the earth.

The waters of Nimrim have become a waste, The grass is withered, new growth is gone, nothing is green.

In the streets they cry out for lack of wine; all joy has grown dim, cheer is exiled from the land.

The new wine mourns, the vine languishes, all the merry-hearted groan.

They have made it a mournful waste, desolate before me, Desolate, the whole land, because no one takes it to heart.

How long must the land mourn, the grass of the whole countryside wither? Because of the wickedness of those who dwell in it beasts and birds disappear, for they say, “God does not care about our future.”

Joy and gladness are taken away from the garden land, the land of Moab. I dry up the wine from the wine vats, the treader treads no more, the vintage shout is stilled.

Therefore the land dries up, and everything that dwells in it languishes: The beasts of the field, the birds of the air, and even the fish of the sea perish.

Threshing floor and wine press will not nourish them, the new wine will fail them.

The vine has dried up, the fig tree has withered; The pomegranate, even the date palm and the apple— every tree in the field has dried up. Joy itself has dried up among the people.

Wake up, you drunkards, and weep; wail, all you wine drinkers, Over the new wine, taken away from your mouths.

In response the Lord said to his people: I am sending you grain, new wine, and oil, and you will be satisfied by them; Never again will I make you a disgrace among the nations.

so that your strength will be spent in vain; your land will bear no crops, and its trees no fruit.

For though the fig tree does not blossom, and no fruit appears on the vine, Though the yield of the olive fails and the terraces produce no nourishment, Though the flocks disappear from the fold and there is no herd in the stalls,

And I have proclaimed a devastating heat upon the land and upon the mountains, Upon the grain, the new wine, and the olive oil, upon all that the ground brings forth; Upon human being and beast alike, and upon all they produce. Response of Leaders and People.

I will rebuke your offspring; I will spread dung on your faces, Dung from your feasts, and will carry you to it.




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