Joel 1
1 The word of Yahweh, which came unto Joel, son of Pethuel.
Šis ir Tā Kunga vārds, kas notika uz Joēli, Petuēļa dēlu.
2 Hear this, ye elders, and give ear, all ye inhabitants of the land, —hath this ever happened 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 Concerning it, to your children, tell ye the story, —and your children, to their children, and their children, to the generation following: —
Sludinājiet to saviem bērniem, un lai jūsu bērni to stāsta saviem bērniem, un atkal viņu bērni nākamam augumam.
4 That which was left by the creeping locust, hath the swarming locust eaten, and, that which was left by the swarming locust, hath the grass locust eaten; and, that which was left by the grass locust, hath the corn locust 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 howl, all ye drinkers of wine, —over the new wine, because it hath been 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, hath come up over my land, bold, and without number, —his teeth, are the teeth of a lion, and, the fangs of a lioness, hath he!
Jo tauta ceļas pret manu zemi, varena un neskaitāma; viņas zobi ir lauvas zobi, un dzerokļi viņai ir kā vecam lauvam.
7 He hath turned my vine to a waste, and my fig-tree to splinters, —he hath, barked it clean, and cast it down, bleached are its branches.
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 Wail thou, like a virgin girded with sackcloth, for the owner of her youth.
Vaidi kā jumprava, ar maisu apjozusies, sava jaunības brūtgāna dēļ.
9 Cut off are the meal-offering and the drink-offering, from the house of Yahweh, —In grief are the priests, the attendants on Yahweh: —
Ēdamais upuris un dzeramais upuris ir atrauts no Tā Kunga nama; priesteri, Tā Kunga sulaiņi, bēdājās.
10 Laid waste is the field, in grief is the soil, —for laid waste is the corn, abashed is the new wine, languisheth the oil.
Tīrums ir postīts, zeme noskumusi, jo labība ir postīta, vīns sakaltis un eļļa iet bojā.
11 Turn pale, ye husbandmen, howl, ye vinedressers, over the wheat, and over the barley, —for perished is the harvest of the field.
Arāji paliek kaunā, vīna dārznieki kauc par kviešiem un miežiem, jo tīruma pļaušana ir pagalam.
12 The vine, is abashed, and, the fig-tree, languisheth, —pomegranate, palm also, and apple—all the trees of the field, have withered, Yea abashed is gladness, 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 and beat the breast—ye priests, howl, ye attendants of the altar, go in and wrap yourselves for the night in sackcloth, ye attendants on my God, —for, withholden from the house of your God, are the meal-offering and the drink- offering.
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 Hallow ye a fast, Call a solemn assembly, Gather, O elders, all the inhabitants of the land, unto the house of Yahweh your God, —and make ye outcry unto Yahweh.
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 near is the day of Yahweh, and, as a veritable Destruction from the Destroyer, shall it come.
Ak vai, par to dienu! Jo Tā Kunga diena ir tuvu un nāks kā posts no tā Visuvarenā.
16 Is it not, before our eyes, that, food, hath been cut off? From the house of our God, rejoicing and exultation.
Vai barība priekš mūsu acīm nav atrauta, prieks un līksmība no mūsu Dieva nama?
17 Rotted hath the seed, under their clods, Laid waste are their stores, Thrown down are the garners, —Yea abashed is the corn.
Graudi apakš zemes satrūdējuši, mantu nami ir tukši, šķūņi sagruvuši, jo labība nokaltusi.
18 How do the beasts groan! Perplexed are the herds of oxen, because there is no pasture for them, —even, the flocks of sheep, are destroyed!
Ak, kā vaid lopi! Vēršu ganāmie pulki apstulbuši, jo tiem nav ganības, un avju pulki iet bojā.
19 Unto thee, O Yahweh, will I cry, —for, a fire, hath consumed the pastures of the wilderness, and, a flame, hath set ablaze 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 Even the beasts of the field, moan unto thee, —because dried up are the channels of water, and, a fire, hath devoured the pastures of the wilderness.
Pat zvēri laukā Tevi piesauc, jo ūdensupes izsīkušas, un uguns ir aprijis tuksneša ganības.
