Joel 1
1 The word of the Lord that came to Joel the son of Pethuel.
Rijeè Gospodnja koja doðe Joilu sinu Fatuilovu.
2 Hear this, ye old men, and give ear, all ye inhabitants of the land. Did ever such a thing as this come to pass in your days, or ever in the days of your fathers?
Èujte, starci; slušajte, svi stanovnici zemaljski; je li ovako što bilo za vašega vremena ili za vremena vaših otaca?
3 Tell ye of it to your children, and let your children tell it to their children, and their children to another generation.
Pripovijedajte to sinovima svojim, i sinovi vaši svojim sinovima, i njihovi sinovi potonjemu koljenu.
4 What the caterpillar left hath the locust eaten; and what the locust left hath the cankerworm eaten; and that which the cankerworm left hath the cricket eaten.
Što osta iza gusjenice izjede skakavac, i što osta iza skakavca izjede hrušt, i što osta iza hrušta izjede crv.
5 Wake up, ye drunkards, and weep; and wail, all ye drinkers of wine, because of the sweet new wine, that it is taken away from your mouth.
Otrijeznite se, pijanice, i plaèite; i ridajte svi koji pijete vino, za novijem vinom, jer se ote iz usta vaših.
6 For a nation is come up over my land, strong, and without number; its teeth are the teeth of a lion, and it hath the cutting-teeth of the lioness.
Jer doðe na zemlju moju silan narod i nebrojen; zubi su mu kao u lava i kutnjaci kao u lavice.
7 It hath laid my vine waste, and barked my fig-tree: it hath peeled it clean bare, and cast it down; made white are its light branches.
Potr vinovu lozu moju, i smokve moje pokida, sasvijem ih oguli i pobaca, te im se grane bijele.
8 Lament like a virgin girded with sackcloth for the betrothed of her youth.
Ridaj kao mladica opasana kostrijeæu za mužem mladosti svoje.
9 Cut off are the meat-offering and the drink-offering from the house of the Lord: now mourn the priests, the ministers of the Lord.
Nesta dara i naljeva iz doma Gospodnjega; tuže sveštenici, sluge Gospodnje.
10 Wasted is the field, the land mourneth; for wasted is the corn: dried up is the new wine, withered is the oil.
Opustje polje, tuži zemlja; jer je potrveno žito, usahlo vino, nestalo ulja.
11 Be ashamed, O ye husbandmen; wail, O ye vinedressers, for the wheat and for the barley; because lost is the harvest of the field.
Stidite se ratari, ridajte vinogradari, pšenice radi i jeèma radi, jer propade žetva na njivi;
12 The vine is made ashamed, and the fig-tree is withered; the pomegranate-tree, the palm-tree also, and the apple-tree, even all the trees of the field, are dried up; because joy hath ceased from the children of men.
Loza posahnu i smokva uvenu; šipak i palma i jabuka i sva drveta poljska posahnuše, jer nesta radosti izmeðu sinova ljudskih.
13 Gird yourselves [with sackcloth], and lament, ye priests; wail, ye ministers of the altar: come, remain all night in sackcloth, ye ministers of my God; for there are withholden from the house of your God the meat-offering and the drink-offering.
Opašite se i plaèite sveštenici; ridajte koji služite oltaru, doðite, noæujte u kostrijeti, sluge Boga mojega; jer se unosi u dom Boga vašega dar i naljev.
14 Sanctify ye a fast, proclaim a solemn assembly, gather the elders, all the inhabitants of the land, into the house of the Lord your God, and cry aloud unto the Lord.
Naredite post, oglasite praznik, skupite starješine, sve stanovnike zemaljske, u dom Gospoda Boga svojega, i vapijte ka Gospodu:
15 Alas for the day! for the day of the Lord is at hand, and like destruction from the Almighty will it come.
Jaoh dana! jer je blizu dan Gospodnji, i doæi æe kao pogibao od svemoguæega.
16 Is not before our eyes the food cut off, from the house of our God joy and gladness?
Nije li nestalo hrane ispred oèiju naših, radosti i veselja iz doma Boga našega?
17 The grains of seed are rotten under their clods, laid desolate are the garners, pulled down are the barns; for the corn is dried up.
Sjeme istruhnu pod grudama svojim, puste su žitnice, razvaljene spreme, jer posahnu žito.
18 How do the beasts groan! how do the herds of cattle roam about; because there is no pasture for them: yea, the flocks of sheep are made to perish.
Kako uzdiše stoka! kako su se smela goveda! jer nemaju paše; i ovce ginu.
19 To thee O Lord, will I cry; for the fire hath devoured the pastures of the wilderness, and the flame hath singed all the trees of the field.
K tebi, Gospode, vièem, jer oganj sažeže paše u pustinji, i plamen popali sva drveta u polju.
20 Also the beasts of the field cry unto thee panting; for the brooks of waters are dried up, and a fire hath devoured the pastures of the wilderness.
I zvijerje poljsko pogleda za tobom, jer usahnuše potoci vodeni i oganj sažeže paše u pustinji.
