< Книга пророка Иоиля 1 >

1 Слово Господне, иже бысть ко Иоилю сыну Вафуилеву.
The word of the Lord that came to Joel, the son of Pethuel.
2 Слышите сия, старцы, и внушите, вси живущии на земли: аще быша сицевая во днех ваших или во днех отец ваших?
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?
3 О сих чадом своим поведите, а чада ваша чадом своим, а чада их роду другому:
Talk this over with your sons, and your sons with their sons, and their sons with another generation.
4 останок гусениц поядоша прузи, и останок пругов поядоша мшицы, и останок мшиц поядоша сиплеве.
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.
5 Утрезвитеся, пиянии, от вина своего и плачитеся: рыдайте, вси пиющии вино до пиянства, яко отяся от уст ваших веселие и радость.
Rouse yourselves, you drunkards, and weep and wail, all you who delight in drinking wine; for it has been cut off from your mouth.
6 Понеже язык взыде на землю Мою крепок и безчислен: зубы его (якоже) зубы львовы, и членовныя его якоже львичища:
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.
7 положи виноград Мой в погубление и смоквы Моя в сломление: взыскуя обыска и и сверже, обели лозие его.
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.
8 Восплачися ко мне паче невесты препоясаныя во вретище по мужи своем девственнем.
Lament like a betrothed virgin, wrapped in sackcloth at the loss of the husband of her youth.
9 Извержеся жертва и возлияние из дому Господня: плачитеся, жерцы, служащии жертвеннику Господню,
Sacrifice and libation have perished from the house of the Lord; the priests who are ministers of the Lord have mourned.
10 яко опустеша поля. Плачися, земле, яко пострада пшеница, и изсше вино, умалися елей,
The region has been depopulated, the soil has mourned. For the wheat has been devastated, the wine has been disfigured, the oil has languished.
11 посрамишася земледелателе. Плачитеся, села, по пшенице и по ячмени, яко погибе обымание от нивы,
The farmers have been confounded, the vineyard workers have wailed over the crop and the barley, because the harvest of the field has perished.
12 виноград изсше, и смоквы умалишася: шипки, и финикс, и яблонь, и вся древа польская изсхоша, яко посрамиша радость сынове человечи.
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.
13 Препояшитеся и бийтеся, жерцы, плачитеся, служащии жертвеннику: внидите, поспите во вретищих, служащии Богу, яко отяся от дому Бога вашего жертва и возлияние:
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.
14 освятите пост, проповедите цельбу, соберите старейшины вся живущия на земли в дом Бога вашего и воззовите ко Господу усердно:
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:
15 увы мне, увы мне, увы мне в день! Яко близ есть день Господень, и яко беда от беды приидет:
“Ah, ah, ah, the day!” For the day of the Lord is near, and it will arrive, like a devastation, before the powerful.
16 яко пред очима вашима пищи взяшася и от дому Бога вашего веселие и радость.
Has not your nourishment perished from before your eyes, joy and gladness from the house of our God?
17 Вскочиша юницы у яслей своих, погибоша сокровища, раскопашася точила, яко посше пшеница.
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.
18 Что положим себе? Восплакашася стада волов, яко не бе пажити им, и паствы овчия погибоша.
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.
19 К Тебе, Господи, возопию, яко огнь потреби красная пустыни, и пламень пожже вся древа польская,
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.
20 и скоти польстии воззреша к Тебе, яко посхоша источницы воднии, и огнь пояде красная пустыни.
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.

< Книга пророка Иоиля 1 >