يُوئيل 1
| هَذَا مَا أَوْحَى بِهِ الرَّبُّ إِلَى يُوئِيلَ بْنِ فَثُوئِيلَ: | ١ 1 |
The Lord sent a message through Joel, son of Pethuel.
| اسْمَعُوا هَذَا أَيُّهَا الشُّيُوخُ، وَأَصْغُوا يَا جَمِيعَ أَهْلِ الأَرْضِ، هَلْ جَرَى مِثْلُ هَذَا فِي أَيَّامِكُمْ أَوْ فِي أَيَّامِ آبَائِكُمْ؟ | ٢ 2 |
Listen to this, elders; pay attention, everyone who lives in the land. Has anything ever happened like this before in your experience, or that of your forefathers?
| أَخْبِرُوا بِهَذَا أَبْنَاءَكُمْ، وَلْيُخْبِرْ أَبْنَاؤُكُمْ أَبْنَاءَهُمْ لِيَنْقُلُوهُ إِلَى الأَجْيَالِ الْقَادِمَةِ. | ٣ 3 |
Tell your children about it, and have your children tell it to their children, and their children tell the next generation.
| إِنَّ مَا تَخَلَّفَ مِنْ مَحْصُولِكُمْ عَنْ هَجَمَاتِ الزَّحَّافِ الْتَهَمَتْهُ أَسْرَابُ الْجَرَادِ، وَمَا تَفَضَّلَ عَنْ أَسْرَابِ الْجَرَادِ أَكَلَتْهُ الْجَنَادِبُ؛ وَمَا بَقِيَ عَنِ الْجَنَادِبِ قَضَى عَلَيْهِ الطَّيَّارُ. | ٤ 4 |
What the cutting locusts left, the swarming locusts have eaten; what the swarming locusts left, the hopping locusts have eaten; what the hopping locusts left, the destroying locusts have eaten.
| اصْحُوا أَيُّهَا السَّكَارَى، وَابْكُوا يَا جَمِيعَ مُدْمِنِي الْخَمْرِ عَلَى الْعَصِيرِ لأَنَّهُ قَدِ انْقَطَعَ عَنْ أَفْوَاهِكُمْ. | ٥ 5 |
Wake up, you drunks, and weep! Howl you wine-drinkers, because the new wine has been suddenly taken away from your mouth!
| فَإِنَّ أُمَّةً قَدْ زَحَفَتْ عَلَى أَرْضِي، أُمَّةً قَوِيَّةً لَا تُحْصَى لِكَثْرَتِهَا. لَهَا أَسْنَانُ لَيْثٍ وَأَنْيَابُ لَبُوءَةٍ، | ٦ 6 |
A nation has invaded my land: powerful and too many to count. Their teeth are like lion's teeth, their fangs like those of a lioness.
| فَأَتْلَفَتْ كُرُومِي وَحَطَّمَتْ أَشْجَارَ بَيْتِي وَسَلَخَتْ قُشُورَهَا وَطَرَحَتْهَا، فَابْيَضَّتْ أَغْصَانُهَا. | ٧ 7 |
It has ruined my grapevines and destroyed my fig trees, stripping them completely and reducing them to stumps, white and bare.
| نُوحُوا كَمَا تَنُوحُ صَبِيَّةٌ مُتَّشِحَةٌ بِالْمُسُوحِ عَلَى زَوْجِهَا الَّذِي مَاتَ. | ٨ 8 |
Mourn like a bride dressed in sackcloth, mourning the death of her husband-to-be.
| لأَنَّ تَقْدِمَاتِ الدَّقِيقِ وَالْخَمْرِ قَدِ انْقَطَعَتْ عَنْ بَيْتِ الرَّبِّ، وَانْتَحَبَ الْكَهَنَةُ خُدَّامُ الرَّبِّ. | ٩ 9 |
Grain and wine offerings have stopped in the Temple. The priests who minister before the Lord are in mourning.
| قَدْ خَرِبَتِ الْحُقُولُ، وَنَاحَتِ الأَرْضُ لأَنَّ الْحِنْطَةَ تَلِفَتْ وَالْخَمْرَةَ انْقَطَعَتْ، وَافْتُقِدَ زَيْتُ الزَّيْتُونِ. | ١٠ 10 |
The fields are devastated, the earth mourns; for the grain is ruined, the new wine dries up, the olive oil fails.
| اخْزَوْا أَيُّهَا الْحَرَّاثُونَ وَوَلْوِلُوا أَيُّهَا الْكَرَّامُونَ عَلَى الْقَمْحِ وَالشَّعِيرِ، لأَنَّ حَصَادَ الْحَقْلِ قَدْ تَلِفَ. | ١١ 11 |
Be ashamed, farmers, and wail in sorrow, keepers of vineyards, over the wheat and the barley, for the crops from the fields are ruined.
| قَدْ ذَوَى الْكَرْمُ وَذَبُلَ التِّينُ وَالرُّمَّانُ وَالنَّخِيلُ وَالتُّفَّاحُ وَيَبِسَتْ سَائِرُ أَشْجَارِ الْحَقْلِ، وَزَالَتِ الْبَهْجَةُ مِنْ أَبْنَاءِ الْبَشَرِ. | ١٢ 12 |
The vines are shriveled, the fig trees are withered; the pomegranate, the palm, and the apricot trees—all the fruit trees have dried up, and at the same time the people's happiness has also dried up.
| أَيُّهَا الْكَهَنَةُ اتَّشِحُوا بِالْمُسُوحِ وَنُوحُوا. وَلْوِلُوا يَا خُدَّامَ الْمَذْبَحِ. تَعَالَوْا وَبِيتُوا لَيْلَتَكُمْ بِالْمُسُوحِ يَا خُدَّامَ إِلَهِي، لأَنَّ تَقْدِمَاتِ الدَّقِيقِ وَالْخَمْرِ قَدْ مُنِعَتْ عَنْ هَيْكَلِ اللهِ. | ١٣ 13 |
Dress in sackcloth, you priests, and mourn; weep, you who minister before the altar! Go and spend the night in sackcloth, you ministers of my God, for the grain and wine offerings have stopped in the Temple.
| خَصِّصُوا صَوْماً. نَادُوا بِالاعْتِكَافِ. ادْعُوا الشُّيُوخَ وَجَمِيعَ سُكَّانِ الأَرْضِ لِلاجْتِمَاعِ فِي هَيْكَلِ الرَّبِّ إِلَهِكُمْ وَتَضَرَّعُوا إِلَيْهِ. | ١٤ 14 |
Proclaim a fast; call a sacred assembly. Have the elders and all people of the land gather in the Temple, and cry out to your God, to the Lord.
| يَا لَهُ مِنْ يَوْمٍ رَهِيبٍ، لأَنَّ يَوْمَ الرَّبِّ قَرِيبٌ يَأْتِي حَامِلاً مَعَهُ الدَّمَارَ مِنْ عِنْدِ الْقَدِيرِ. | ١٥ 15 |
What a terrible day! For the day of the Lord is near, it will come as destruction from the Almighty.
| أَلَمْ يَنْقَطِعِ الطَّعَامُ أَمَامَ عُيُونِنَا، أَلَمْ يَتَلاشَ الْفَرَحُ وَالْغِبْطَةُ مِنْ بَيْتِ إِلَهِنَا؟ | ١٦ 16 |
Haven't we seen our food taken away from us, right before our eyes? There is no joy and happiness in God's Temple.
| قَدْ تَعَفَّنَتِ الْحُبُوبُ الْمَزْرُوعَةُ فِي الأَرْضِ الْجَافَّةِ، وَتَهَدَّمَتِ الْمَخَازِنُ وَفَرِغَتِ الصَّوَامِعُ مِنَ الْقَمْحِ، لأَنَّ الْحُبُوبَ قَدْ جَفَّتْ. | ١٧ 17 |
Seeds planted in the ground shrivel up; the storehouses are empty, the barns are torn down because the grain has dried up.
| لَكَمْ أَنَّتِ الْبَهَائِمُ، وَشَرَدَتِ الْمَوَاشِي إِذِ افْتَقَرَتْ إِلَى الْمَرْعَى. حَتَّى قُطْعَانُ الْغَنَمِ هَلَكَتْ أَيْضاً. | ١٨ 18 |
The farm animals moan with hunger. The herds of cattle wander everywhere because they can't find grass to eat; the flocks of sheep are suffering.
| إِلَيْكَ يَا رَبُّ أَصْرُخُ لأَنَّ النَّارَ قَدِ الْتَهَمَتْ مَرَاعِيَ الْبَرِّيَّةِ، وَأَحْرَقَ اللَّهِيبُ كُلَّ أَشْجَارِ الْحَقْلِ. | ١٩ 19 |
To you, Lord, I cry out! For fire has destroyed the pastures in the wilderness; flames have burned up all the orchards.
| حَتَّى الْحَيَوَانَاتُ الْبَرِّيَّةُ اسْتَغَاثَتْ بِكَ، لأَنَّ مِيَاهَ الْجَدَاوِلِ الْجَارِيَةَ قَدْ جَفَّتْ، وَالْتَهَمَتِ النِّيرَانُ مَرَاعِيَ الْبَرِّيَّةِ. | ٢٠ 20 |
Even the wild animals long for you because the streams have dried up, and fire has destroyed the pastures in the wilderness.
