يُوئِيل 1
| قَوْلُ ٱلرَّبِّ ٱلَّذِي صَارَ إِلَى يُوئِيلَ بْنِ فَثُوئِيلَ: | ١ 1 |
The word of Jehovah, which came to Joel, the son of Pethuel.
| اِسْمَعُوا هَذَا أَيُّهَا ٱلشُّيُوخُ، وَأَصْغُوا يَا جَمِيعَ سُكَّانِ ٱلْأَرْضِ! هَلْ حَدَثَ هَذَا فِي أَيَّامِكُمْ، أَوْ فِي أَيَّامِ آبَائِكُمْ؟ | ٢ 2 |
Hear this, ye old men; Give ear, all ye inhabitants of the land! Hath such a thing happened in your days, Or even in the days of your fathers?
| أَخْبِرُوا بَنِيكُمْ عَنْهُ، وَبَنُوكُمْ بَنِيهِمْ، وَبَنُوهُمْ دَوْرًا آخَرَ. | ٣ 3 |
Tell ye your children of it, And let your children tell their children, And their children another generation!
| فَضْلَةُ ٱلْقَمَصِ أَكَلَهَا ٱلزَّحَّافُ، وَفَضْلَةُ ٱلزَّحَّافِ أَكَلَهَا ٱلْغَوْغَاءُ، وَفَضْلَةُ ٱلْغَوْغَاءِ أَكَلَهَا ٱلطَّيَّارُ. | ٤ 4 |
That which the gnawing-locust left hath the swarming-locust eaten, And that which the swarming-locust left hath the licking-locust eaten, And that which the licking-locust left hath the consuming-locust eaten.
| اِصْحُوا أَيُّهَا ٱلسَّكَارَى، وَٱبْكُوا وَوَلْوِلُوا يَا جَمِيعَ شَارِبِي ٱلْخَمْرِ عَلَى ٱلْعَصِيرِ لِأَنَّهُ ٱنْقَطَعَ عَنْ أَفْوَاهِكُمْ. | ٥ 5 |
Awake, ye drunkards, and weep! Howl, all ye drinkers of wine, For the new wine, which is snatched from your mouths!
| إِذْ قَدْ صَعِدَتْ عَلَى أَرْضِي أُمَّةٌ قَوِيَّةٌ بِلَا عَدَدٍ، أَسْنَانُهَا أَسْنَانُ ٱلْأَسَدِ، وَلَهَا أَضْرَاسُ ٱللَّبْوَةِ. | ٦ 6 |
For a nation hath come up on my land, Strong, and not to be numbered; Their teeth are the teeth of the lion; They have the jaw-teeth of the lioness.
| جَعَلَتْ كَرْمَتِي خَرِبَةً وَتِينَتِي مُتَهَشَّمَةً. قَدْ قَشَرَتْهَا وَطَرَحَتْهَا فَٱبْيَضَّتْ قُضْبَانُهَا. | ٧ 7 |
They have made my vine a desolation, And my fig-tree a broken branch; They have made it quite bare and cast it away; The branches thereof are made white.
| نُوحِي يَا أَرْضِي كَعَرُوسٍ مُؤْتَزِرَةٍ بِمَسْحٍ مِنْ أَجْلِ بَعْلِ صِبَاهَا. | ٨ 8 |
Lament ye, like a bride, Clothed in sackcloth for the husband of her youth!
| ٱنْقَطَعَتِ ٱلتَّقْدِمَةُ وَٱلسَّكِيبُ عَنْ بَيْتِ ٱلرَّبِّ. نَاحَتِ ٱلْكَهَنَةُ خُدَّامُ ٱلرَّبِّ. | ٩ 9 |
The flour-offering and the drink-offering are cut off from the house of Jehovah; The priests, the servants of Jehovah mourn.
| تَلِفَ ٱلْحَقْلُ، نَاحَتِ ٱلْأَرْضُ لِأَنَّهُ قَدْ تَلِفَ ٱلْقَمْحُ، جَفَّ ٱلْمِسْطَارُ، ذَبُلَ ٱلزَّيْتُ. | ١٠ 10 |
The field is laid waste; The ground mourneth, For the corn is laid waste; The new wine is dried up; The oil languisheth.
| خَجِلَ ٱلْفَلَّاحُونَ، وَلْوَلَ ٱلْكَرَّامُونَ عَلَى ٱلْحِنْطَةِ وَعَلَى ٱلشَّعِيرِ، لِأَنَّهُ قَدْ تَلِفَ حَصِيدُ ٱلْحَقْلِ. | ١١ 11 |
Lament, O ye husbandmen, Howl, O ye vine-dressers, For the wheat and the barley, For the harvest of the field hath perished!
| اَلْجَفْنَةُ يَبِسَتْ، وَٱلتِّينَةُ ذَبُلَتْ. اَلرُّمَّانَةُ وَٱلنَّخْلَةُ وَٱلتُّفَّاحَةُ، كُلُّ أَشْجَارِ ٱلْحَقْلِ يَبِسَتْ. إِنَّهُ قَدْ يَبِسَتِ ٱلْبَهْجَةُ مِنْ بَنِي ٱلْبَشَرِ. | ١٢ 12 |
The vine is dried up, And the fig-tree languisheth; The pomegranate, the palm-tree, and the apple-tree, —All the trees of the field, are withered; Yea, joy is withered away from the sons of men.
| تَنَطَّقُوا وَنُوحُوا أَيُّهَا ٱلْكَهَنَةُ. وَلْوِلُوا يَا خُدَّامَ ٱلْمَذْبَحِ. ٱدْخُلُوا بِيتُوا بِٱلْمُسُوحِ يَا خُدَّامَ إِلَهِي، لِأَنَّهُ قَدِ ٱمْتَنَعَ عَنْ بَيْتِ إِلَهِكُمُ ٱلتَّقْدِمَةُ وَٱلسَّكِيبُ. | ١٣ 13 |
Gird yourselves with sackcloth and mourn, ye priests! Howl, ye ministers of the altar! Come, lie all night in sackcloth, ye ministers of my God, For the flour-offering and the drink-offering are withholden from the house of your God!
| قَدِّسُوا صَوْمًا. نَادُوا بِٱعْتِكَافٍ. ٱجْمَعُوا ٱلشُّيُوخَ، جَمِيعَ سُكَّانِ ٱلْأَرْضِ إِلَى بَيْتِ ٱلرَّبِّ إِلَهِكُمْ وَٱصْرُخُوا إِلَى ٱلرَّبِّ. | ١٤ 14 |
Appoint ye a fast, proclaim a solemn assembly! Gather the elders and all the inhabitants of the land Into the house of Jehovah, your God, And cry unto Jehovah!
| آهِ عَلَى ٱلْيَوْمِ! لِأَنَّ يَوْمَ ٱلرَّبِّ قَرِيبٌ. يَأْتِي كَخَرَابٍ مِنَ ٱلْقَادِرِ عَلَى كُلِّ شَيْءٍ. | ١٥ 15 |
Alas, alas the day! For the day of Jehovah is near; Even as destruction from the Almighty doth it come.
| أَمَا ٱنْقَطَعَ ٱلطَّعَامُ تُجَاهَ عُيُونِنَا؟ ٱلْفَرَحُ وَٱلِٱبْتِهَاجُ عَنْ بَيْتِ إِلَهِنَا؟ | ١٦ 16 |
Is not our food cut off from before our eyes, Yea, joy and gladness from the house of our God?
| عَفَّنَتِ ٱلْحُبُوبُ تَحْتَ مَدَرِهَا. خَلَتِ ٱلْأَهْرَاءُ. ٱنْهَدَمَتِ ٱلْمَخَازِنُ لِأَنَّهُ قَدْ يَبِسَ ٱلْقَمْحُ. | ١٧ 17 |
The seeds are rotten under their clods, The storehouses are laid desolate, the garners are destroyed; For the corn is withered.
| كَمْ تَئِنُّ ٱلْبَهَائِمُ! هَامَتْ قُطْعَانُ ٱلْبَقَرِ لِأَنْ لَيْسَ لَهَا مَرْعًى. حَتَّى قُطْعَانُ ٱلْغَنَمِ تَفْنَى. | ١٨ 18 |
How do the beasts groan, How do the herds of oxen wander perplexed, Having no pasture! The flocks of sheep also are destroyed.
| إِلَيْكَ يَارَبُّ أَصْرُخُ، لِأَنَّ نَارًا قَدْ أَكَلَتْ مَرَاعِيَ ٱلْبَرِّيَّةِ، وَلَهِيبًا أَحْرَقَ جَمِيعَ أَشْجَارِ ٱلْحَقْلِ. | ١٩ 19 |
To thee, O Jehovah, do I call, For a fire hath devoured the pastures of the desert, And a flame hath burned all the trees of the field!
| حَتَّى بَهَائِمُ ٱلصَّحْرَاءِ تَنْظُرُ إِلَيْكَ، لِأَنَّ جَدَاوِلَ ٱلْمِيَاهِ قَدْ جَفَّتْ، وَٱلنَّارَ أَكَلَتْ مَرَاعِيَ ٱلْبَرِّيَّةِ. | ٢٠ 20 |
The beasts of the field, also, cry unto thee, For the streams of water are dried up, And a fire hath devoured the pastures of the desert!
