Joel 1
1 A word of YHWH that has been to Joel, son of Pethuel:
Слово Господне, иже бысть ко Иоилю сыну Вафуилеву.
2 Hear this, you aged ones, And give ear, all you inhabitants of the land, Has this been in your days? Or in the days of your fathers?
Слышите сия, старцы, и внушите, вси живущии на земли: аще быша сицевая во днех ваших или во днех отец ваших?
3 Concerning it talk to your sons, And your sons to their sons, And their sons to another generation.
О сих чадом своим поведите, а чада ваша чадом своим, а чада их роду другому:
4 What is left of the palmer-worm, the locust has eaten, And what is left of the locust, The cankerworm has eaten, And what is left of the cankerworm, The caterpillar has eaten.
останок гусениц поядоша прузи, и останок пругов поядоша мшицы, и останок мшиц поядоша сиплеве.
5 Awake, you drunkards, and weep, And howl all drinking wine, because of the juice, For it has been cut off from your mouth.
Утрезвитеся, пиянии, от вина своего и плачитеся: рыдайте, вси пиющии вино до пиянства, яко отяся от уст ваших веселие и радость.
6 For a nation has come up on My land, Strong, and there is no number, Its teeth [are] the teeth of a lion, And it has the jaw-teeth of a lioness.
Понеже язык взыде на землю Мою крепок и безчислен: зубы его (якоже) зубы львовы, и членовныя его якоже львичища:
7 It has made My vine become a desolation, And My fig tree become a splinter, It has made it thoroughly bare, and has cast down, Its branches have been made white.
положи виноград Мой в погубление и смоквы Моя в сломление: взыскуя обыска и и сверже, обели лозие его.
8 Wail, as a virgin girds with sackcloth, For the husband of her youth.
Восплачися ко мне паче невесты препоясаныя во вретище по мужи своем девственнем.
9 Present and drink-offering have been cut off from the house of YHWH, The priests have mourned, servants of YHWH.
Извержеся жертва и возлияние из дому Господня: плачитеся, жерцы, служащии жертвеннику Господню,
10 The field is spoiled, The ground has mourned, For the grain is spoiled, New wine has been dried up, oil languishes.
яко опустеша поля. Плачися, земле, яко пострада пшеница, и изсше вино, умалися елей,
11 Be ashamed, you farmers, Howl, vinedressers, for wheat and for barley, For the harvest of the field has perished.
посрамишася земледелателе. Плачитеся, села, по пшенице и по ячмени, яко погибе обымание от нивы,
12 The vine has been dried up, And the fig tree languishes, Pomegranate, also palm, and apple-tree, All trees of the field have withered, For joy has been dried up from the sons of men.
виноград изсше, и смоквы умалишася: шипки, и финикс, и яблонь, и вся древа польская изсхоша, яко посрамиша радость сынове человечи.
13 Gird, and lament, you priests, Howl, you servants of the altar, Come in, lodge in sackcloth, servants of my God, For present and drink-offering have been withheld from the house of your God.
Препояшитеся и бийтеся, жерцы, плачитеся, служащии жертвеннику: внидите, поспите во вретищих, служащии Богу, яко отяся от дому Бога вашего жертва и возлияние:
14 Sanctify a fast, proclaim a restraint, Gather [the] elderly [and] all those inhabiting the land, [Into the] house of your God YHWH,
освятите пост, проповедите цельбу, соберите старейшины вся живущия на земли в дом Бога вашего и воззовите ко Господу усердно:
15 And cry to YHWH, “Aah! For the day! For [the] Day of YHWH [is] near, And it comes as destruction from [the] Almighty.
увы мне, увы мне, увы мне в день! Яко близ есть день Господень, и яко беда от беды приидет:
16 Is food not cut off before our eyes? Joy and rejoicing from the house of our God?
яко пред очима вашима пищи взяшася и от дому Бога вашего веселие и радость.
17 Scattered things have rotted under their clods, Storehouses have been desolated, Granaries have been broken down, For the grain has withered.
Вскочиша юницы у яслей своих, погибоша сокровища, раскопашася точила, яко посше пшеница.
18 How livestock have sighed! Perplexed have been droves of oxen, For there is no pasture for them, Also droves of sheep have been desolated.
Что положим себе? Восплакашася стада волов, яко не бе пажити им, и паствы овчия погибоша.
19 To You, O YHWH, I call, For fire has consumed lovely places of a wilderness, And a flame has set on fire all trees of the field.
К Тебе, Господи, возопию, яко огнь потреби красная пустыни, и пламень пожже вся древа польская,
20 Also the livestock of the field long for You, For dried up have been streams of water, And fire has consumed lovely places of a wilderness!”
и скоти польстии воззреша к Тебе, яко посхоша источницы воднии, и огнь пояде красная пустыни.
