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1:1
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The word of the LORD that came to Joel the son of Pethuel.
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1:2
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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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1:3
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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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1:4
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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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1:5
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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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1:6
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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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1:7
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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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1:8
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¶ Lament like a virgin girded with sackcloth for the husband of her youth.
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1:9
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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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1:10
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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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1:11
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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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1:12
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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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1:13
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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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1:14
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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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1:15
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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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1:16
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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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1:17
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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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1:18
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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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1:19
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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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1:20
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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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