Joel 1
1 The word of Jehovah that came to Joel the son of Pethuel.
Šis ir Tā Kunga vārds, kas notika uz Joēli, Petuēļa dēlu.
2 Hear this, ye old men, and give ear, all ye inhabitants of the land. Has this been in your days, or in the days of your fathers?
Klausiet šo vārdu, vecaji, un atgriežat ausis, visi zemes iedzīvotāji! Vai tāda lieta notikusi jūsu dienās vai jūsu tēvu dienās?
3 Tell ye your sons of it, and let your sons tell their sons, and their sons another generation.
Sludinājiet to saviem bērniem, un lai jūsu bērni to stāsta saviem bērniem, un atkal viņu bērni nākamam augumam.
4 That which the palmer-worm has left the locust has eaten, and that which the locust has left the canker-worm has eaten, and that which the canker-worm has left the caterpillar has eaten.
Ko kāpuri atlicina, to ēd siseņi, un ko siseņi atlicina, to ēd vaboles un ko vaboles atlicina, to ēd kukaiņi.
5 Awake, ye drunkards, and weep, and wail, all ye drinkers of wine, because of the sweet wine, for it is cut off from your mouth.
Uzmostaties, piedzērušie, un raudiet! Un kauciet, visi vīna plītnieki, par to jauno vīnu, jo tas ir atrauts no jūsu mutes.
6 For a nation has come up upon my land, strong, and without number. His teeth are the teeth of a lion, and he has the jaw-teeth of a lioness.
Jo tauta ceļas pret manu zemi, varena un neskaitāma; viņas zobi ir lauvas zobi, un dzerokļi viņai ir kā vecam lauvam.
7 He has laid my vine waste, and barked my fig tree. He has made it clean bare, and cast it away. The branches of it are made white.
Tā ir izpostījusi manu vīna koku un par žagariem darījusi manu vīģes koku; viņa to mizot ir nomizojusi un nometusi, viņa zari ir palikuši balti.
8 Lament like a virgin girded with sackcloth for the husband of her youth.
Vaidi kā jumprava, ar maisu apjozusies, sava jaunības brūtgāna dēļ.
9 The meal offering and the drink offering are cut off from the house of Jehovah. The priests, Jehovah's ministers, mourn.
Ēdamais upuris un dzeramais upuris ir atrauts no Tā Kunga nama; priesteri, Tā Kunga sulaiņi, bēdājās.
10 The field is laid waste; the land mourns. For the grain is destroyed, the new wine is dried up, the oil languishes.
Tīrums ir postīts, zeme noskumusi, jo labība ir postīta, vīns sakaltis un eļļa iet bojā.
11 Be confounded, O ye husbandmen. Wail, O ye vinedressers, for the wheat and for the barley, for the harvest of the field is perished.
Arāji paliek kaunā, vīna dārznieki kauc par kviešiem un miežiem, jo tīruma pļaušana ir pagalam.
12 The vine is withered, and the fig tree languishes. The pomegranate tree, the palm tree also, and the apple tree, even all the trees of the field are withered. For joy has withered away from the sons of men.
Vīna koks ir sakaltis un vīģes koks iet bojā, granātābele un palmu koks un ābele, visi koki laukā ir nokaltuši, un līksmība ir nonīkusi pie cilvēku bērniem.
13 Gird yourselves with sackcloth, and lament, ye priests. Wail, ye ministers of the altar. Come, lie all night in sackcloth, ye ministers of my God. For the meal offering and the drink offering are withheld from the house of your God.
Apjožaties un žēlojaties, priesteri, kauciet, altāra sulaiņi, ejat, paliekat maisos cauru nakti, mana Dieva sulaiņi, jo ēdamais upuris un dzeramais upuris ir atrauts no mana Dieva nama.
14 Sanctify a fast. Call a solemn assembly. Gather the old men and all the inhabitants of the land to the house of Jehovah your God, and cry to Jehovah.
Svētījat gavēni, izsauciet sapulces dienu, sapulcinājiet vecajus, visus zemes iedzīvotājus uz Tā Kunga, sava Dieva, namu un piesauciet To Kungu.
15 Alas for the day! For the day of Jehovah is at hand, and it shall come as destruction from the Almighty.
Ak vai, par to dienu! Jo Tā Kunga diena ir tuvu un nāks kā posts no tā Visuvarenā.
16 Is not the food cut off before our eyes, yea, joy and gladness from the house of our God?
Vai barība priekš mūsu acīm nav atrauta, prieks un līksmība no mūsu Dieva nama?
17 The seeds rot under their clods. The garners are laid desolate. The barns are broken down. For the grain is withered.
Graudi apakš zemes satrūdējuši, mantu nami ir tukši, šķūņi sagruvuši, jo labība nokaltusi.
18 How do the beasts groan! The herds of cattle are perplexed because they have no pasture, yea, the flocks of sheep are made desolate.
Ak, kā vaid lopi! Vēršu ganāmie pulki apstulbuši, jo tiem nav ganības, un avju pulki iet bojā.
19 O Jehovah, to thee do I cry. For the fire has devoured the pastures of the wilderness, and the flame has burned all the trees of the field.
Tevi, ak Kungs, es piesaucu, jo uguns ir aprijis tuksneša ganības, un liesma ir iededzinājusi visus kokus laukā.
20 Yea, the beasts of the field pant to thee, for the water brooks are dried up, and the fire has devoured the pastures of the wilderness.
Pat zvēri laukā Tevi piesauc, jo ūdensupes izsīkušas, un uguns ir aprijis tuksneša ganības.
