Joel 1
1 The word of the Lord that came to Joel, the son of Pethuel.
Slovo Hospodinovo, kteréž se stalo k Joelovi synu Petuelovu:
2 Listen to this, elders, and pay close attention, all inhabitants of the land. Did this ever happen in your days or in the days of your fathers?
Slyšte to starší, a pozorujte všickni obyvatelé této země, stalo-li se to za dnů vašich, aneb za dnů otců vašich?
3 Talk this over with your sons, and your sons with their sons, and their sons with another generation.
Vypravujte o tom synům svým, a synové vaši synům svým, synové pak jejich rodině potomní.
4 The locust has eaten what the caterpillar has left, and the beetle has eaten what the locust has left, and the mildew has eaten what the beetle has left.
Co pozůstalo po housenkách, snědly kobylky, a co pozůstalo po kobylkách, snědli brouci, co pak pozůstalo po broucích, dojedli chroustové.
5 Rouse yourselves, you drunkards, and weep and wail, all you who delight in drinking wine; for it has been cut off from your mouth.
Prociťte opilci, a plačte a kvělte všickni, kteříž píjíte víno, proto že odtržen jest mest od úst vašich.
6 For a nation has ascended over my land: strong and without number. His teeth are like the teeth of a lion, and his molars are like that of a lion’s young.
Nebo přitáhl do země mé národ silný a nesčíslný, jehož zubové zubové lva, a střenovní zubové jeho lvoví.
7 He has put my vineyard into desolation, and he has pulled off the bark of my fig tree. He has stripped it bare and cast it away; its branches have become white.
Přivedl vinné kmeny mé v pustinu, a fíkoví mé na zkázu; docela obnažil je a zporážel, zbělely ratolesti jejich.
8 Lament like a betrothed virgin, wrapped in sackcloth at the loss of the husband of her youth.
Kvěl jako mladice přepásaná žíní pro muže mladosti své.
9 Sacrifice and libation have perished from the house of the Lord; the priests who are ministers of the Lord have mourned.
Odjata jest suchá i mokrá obět z domu Hospodinova, kvílí kněží, služebníci Hospodinovi.
10 The region has been depopulated, the soil has mourned. For the wheat has been devastated, the wine has been disfigured, the oil has languished.
Zpustlo pole, kvílí země, proto že pohubeno obilé, vyschl mest, olej zhynul.
11 The farmers have been confounded, the vineyard workers have wailed over the crop and the barley, because the harvest of the field has perished.
Stydí se oráči, kvílí vinaři z příčiny pšenice a ječmene; nebo zahynula žeň polní.
12 The vineyard is in ruin, and the fig tree has languished. The pomegranate tree, and the palm tree, and the fruit tree, and all the trees of the field have withered. For joy has been thrown into disorder before the sons of men.
Vinný kmen usechl, a fík usvadl, strom zrnatých jablek, též i palma i jabloň, všecko dříví polní poschlo, a že odňato potěšení od synů lidských.
13 Priests, gird yourselves and lament. Ministers of the altars, wail. Enter, ministers of my God, lie in sackcloth. For sacrifice and libation have passed away from the house of your God.
Přepašte se a kvělte, ó kněží, úpějte přisluhující oltáři, vejděte a léhejte i v noci v žíních, služebníci Boha mého. Nebo nevnáší se do domu Boha vašeho suché ani mokré oběti.
14 Sanctify a fast, call an assembly, gather the elders and all the inhabitants of the land into the house of your God. And cry out to the Lord:
Uložte půst, svolejte shromáždění, shromažďte starší i všecky obyvatele země do domu Hospodina Boha vašeho, a volejte k Hospodinu:
15 “Ah, ah, ah, the day!” For the day of the Lord is near, and it will arrive, like a devastation, before the powerful.
Ach, nastojte na tento den; nebo blízký jest den Hospodinův, a jako poplénění od Všemohoucího přichází.
16 Has not your nourishment perished from before your eyes, joy and gladness from the house of our God?
Ano před očima našima pokrm odjat jest, z domu Boha našeho veselé a plésání.
17 The mules have rotted in their own manure, the barns have been demolished, the wine cellars have been destroyed, because the grain has been ruined.
Vyhynulo símě pod hrudami svými, zpustly stodoly, zbořeny jsou obilnice; nebo vyschlo obilé.
18 Why have the animals groaned, the herds of cattle bellowed? because there is no pasture for them. Yes, and even the flocks of sheep have been lost.
Aj, jak vzdychá dobytek, svírají se stáda skotů, proto že nemají žádné pastvy, ano i stáda bravů hynou.
19 To you, O Lord, I will cry out, because fire has devoured the beauty of the wilderness, and the flame has burned all the trees of the countryside.
K toběť, ó Hospodine, volám; nebo oheň sežral pastviska pouště; a plamen popálil všecka dříví polní.
20 Yes, and even the beasts of the field have gazed up at you, like the dry ground thirsting for rain, because the fountains of waters have dried up, and fire has devoured the beauty of the wilderness.
Také i zvěř polní všecka lká k tobě, proto že vyschli potokové vod, a oheň sežral pastviska na poušti.
