Joil 1
1 Rijeè Gospodnja koja doðe Joilu sinu Fatuilovu.
A word of YHWH that has been to Joel, son of Pethuel:
2 Èujte, starci; slušajte, svi stanovnici zemaljski; je li ovako što bilo za vašega vremena ili za vremena vaših otaca?
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?
3 Pripovijedajte to sinovima svojim, i sinovi vaši svojim sinovima, i njihovi sinovi potonjemu koljenu.
Concerning it talk to your sons, And your sons to their sons, And their sons to another generation.
4 Što osta iza gusjenice izjede skakavac, i što osta iza skakavca izjede hrušt, i što osta iza hrušta izjede crv.
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.
5 Otrijeznite se, pijanice, i plaèite; i ridajte svi koji pijete vino, za novijem vinom, jer se ote iz usta vaših.
Awake, you drunkards, and weep, And howl all drinking wine, because of the juice, For it has been cut off from your mouth.
6 Jer doðe na zemlju moju silan narod i nebrojen; zubi su mu kao u lava i kutnjaci kao u lavice.
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.
7 Potr vinovu lozu moju, i smokve moje pokida, sasvijem ih oguli i pobaca, te im se grane bijele.
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.
8 Ridaj kao mladica opasana kostrijeæu za mužem mladosti svoje.
Wail, as a virgin girds with sackcloth, For the husband of her youth.
9 Nesta dara i naljeva iz doma Gospodnjega; tuže sveštenici, sluge Gospodnje.
Present and drink-offering have been cut off from the house of YHWH, The priests have mourned, servants of YHWH.
10 Opustje polje, tuži zemlja; jer je potrveno žito, usahlo vino, nestalo ulja.
The field is spoiled, The ground has mourned, For the grain is spoiled, New wine has been dried up, oil languishes.
11 Stidite se ratari, ridajte vinogradari, pšenice radi i jeèma radi, jer propade žetva na njivi;
Be ashamed, you farmers, Howl, vinedressers, for wheat and for barley, For the harvest of the field has perished.
12 Loza posahnu i smokva uvenu; šipak i palma i jabuka i sva drveta poljska posahnuše, jer nesta radosti izmeðu sinova ljudskih.
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.
13 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.
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.
14 Naredite post, oglasite praznik, skupite starješine, sve stanovnike zemaljske, u dom Gospoda Boga svojega, i vapijte ka Gospodu:
Sanctify a fast, proclaim a restraint, Gather [the] elderly [and] all those inhabiting the land, [Into the] house of your God YHWH,
15 Jaoh dana! jer je blizu dan Gospodnji, i doæi æe kao pogibao od svemoguæega.
And cry to YHWH, “Aah! For the day! For [the] Day of YHWH [is] near, And it comes as destruction from [the] Almighty.
16 Nije li nestalo hrane ispred oèiju naših, radosti i veselja iz doma Boga našega?
Is food not cut off before our eyes? Joy and rejoicing from the house of our God?
17 Sjeme istruhnu pod grudama svojim, puste su žitnice, razvaljene spreme, jer posahnu žito.
Scattered things have rotted under their clods, Storehouses have been desolated, Granaries have been broken down, For the grain has withered.
18 Kako uzdiše stoka! kako su se smela goveda! jer nemaju paše; i ovce ginu.
How livestock have sighed! Perplexed have been droves of oxen, For there is no pasture for them, Also droves of sheep have been desolated.
19 K tebi, Gospode, vièem, jer oganj sažeže paše u pustinji, i plamen popali sva drveta u polju.
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.
20 I zvijerje poljsko pogleda za tobom, jer usahnuše potoci vodeni i oganj sažeže paše u pustinji.
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!”
