11 (A)Be ashamed, you farmers,
Wail, you vinedressers,
For the wheat and the barley;
Because the harvest of the field has perished.
12 (B)The vine has dried up,
And the fig tree has withered;
The pomegranate tree,
The palm tree also,
And the apple tree—
All the trees of the field are withered;
Surely (C)joy has withered away from the sons of men.

Mourning for the Land

13 (D)Gird yourselves and lament, you priests;
Wail, you who minister before the altar;
Come, lie all night in sackcloth,
You who minister to my God;
For the grain offering and the drink offering
Are withheld from the house of your God.

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11 Despair, you farmers,(A)
    wail, you vine growers;
grieve for the wheat and the barley,(B)
    because the harvest of the field is destroyed.(C)
12 The vine is dried up
    and the fig tree is withered;(D)
the pomegranate,(E) the palm and the apple[a] tree—
    all the trees of the field—are dried up.(F)
Surely the people’s joy
    is withered away.

A Call to Lamentation

13 Put on sackcloth,(G) you priests, and mourn;
    wail, you who minister(H) before the altar.
Come, spend the night in sackcloth,
    you who minister before my God;
for the grain offerings and drink offerings(I)
    are withheld from the house of your God.

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Footnotes

  1. Joel 1:12 Or possibly apricot