Yoél 1
1 Perwerdigarning Pétuélning oghli Yoélgha chüshken sözi: —
This is the word of the LORD that came to Joel son of Pethuel:
2 «I qérilar, anglanglar; Zéminda barliq turuwatqan hemmeylen, qulaq sélinglar; Öz künliringlarda yaki ata-bowiliringlarning künliridimu shundaq bir ish bolup baqqanmu?
Hear this, O elders; and give ear, all who dwell in the land. Has anything like this ever happened in your days or in the days of your fathers?
3 Baliliringlargha shuni éytip béringlar, Baliliringlar öz balilirigha éytsun, Ularmu kéler dewrge éytsun: —
Tell it to your children; let your children tell it to their children, and their children to the next generation.
4 «Chishligüchi qurt» qaldurghanni chéketke yep boldi, Chéketke qaldurghanni chéketke lichinkiliri yep boldi, Chéketke lichinkiliri qaldurghanni «weyranchi qurt»lar yep boldi.
What the devouring locust has left, the swarming locust has eaten; what the swarming locust has left, the young locust has eaten; and what the young locust has left, the destroying locust has eaten.
5 Ey, haraqkeshler, oyghinip qattiq yighlanglar, Huwlishinglar, i sharab ichküchiler, Yéngi sharab tüpeylidin — Chünki u aghzingdin élip tashlandi.
Wake up, you drunkards, and weep; wail, all you drinkers of wine, because of the sweet wine, for it has been cut off from your mouth.
6 Chünki bir xelq, küchlük, sansizlighan xelq, Zéminim üstige bésip keldi; Uning chishliri bolsa shirning chishliri, Uningda shirning hinggang chishliri bardur;
For a nation has invaded My land, powerful and without number; its teeth are the teeth of a lion, and its fangs are the fangs of a lioness.
7 U Méning üzüm tallirimni weyrane qiliwetti, Enjür deriximning qowzaqlirini siyriwetti, Ularni yalingachlap, tashliwetti; Ularning shaxliri aqliwétildi.
It has laid waste My grapevine and splintered My fig tree. It has stripped off the bark and thrown it away; the branches have turned white.
8 Yashliqidiki éri üchün matem tutup böz kiyimlerge oran’ghan newjuwandek qattiq pighan chékinglar;
Wail like a virgin dressed in sackcloth, grieving for the husband of her youth.
9 Perwerdigarning öyi «ashliq hediye»din hem «sharab hediye»lerdin mehrum qilindi; Kahinlar, yeni Perwerdigarning xizmetchiliri matem tutidu.
Grain and drink offerings have been cut off from the house of the LORD; the priests are in mourning, those who minister before the LORD.
10 Étizlar chölderep ketti, Zémin matem tutidu; Chünki ziraetler ghazan boldi, Yéngi sharab qurup ketti, Zeytun méyi qaghjiridi.
The field is ruined; the land mourns. For the grain is destroyed, the new wine is dried up, and the oil fails.
11 Hey déhqanlar, uyulunglar; Bughdaylar hem arpilar üchün yalwurunglar, i üzümchiler, Chünki étizlarning hosulliri qurup ketti.
Be dismayed, O farmers, wail, O vinedressers, over the wheat and barley, because the harvest of the field has perished.
12 Üzüm téli qaghjirap ketti, Enjür derixi soliship qaldi, Anar derixi, xorma palmisi hem alma deriximu, Daladiki barliq derexler soliship ketti; Berheq, shadliqmu adem balilirida soliship ketti.
The grapevine is dried up, and the fig tree is withered; the pomegranate, palm, and apple— all the trees of the orchard—are withered. Surely the joy of mankind has dried up.
13 Bélinglarni baghlanglar, peryad oqunglar, i kahinlar; Huwlanglar, i qurban’gahning xizmetchiliri; Kéchiche böz kiyimlerni kiyip düm yétinglar, i Xudaning xizmetchiliri; Chünki Xudayinglarning öyidin «ashliq hediye» hem «sharab hediye» üzülüp qaldi.
Put on sackcloth and lament, O priests; wail, O ministers of the altar. Come, spend the night in sackcloth, O ministers of my God, because the grain and drink offerings are withheld from the house of your God.
14 «Roza tutayli» dep [Xudagha] mexsus bir mezgilni ayringlar, Jamaetke mexsus yighilimiz, dep jakarlanglar; Aqsaqallarni, zéminda turuwatqanlarning hemmisini Perwerdigar Xudayinglarning öyige yighip, Perwerdigargha nale kötürünglar!
Consecrate a fast; proclaim a solemn assembly! Gather the elders and all the residents of the land to the house of the LORD your God, and cry out to the LORD.
15 «Ah, shu kün! Chünki Perwerdigarning küni yéqinlashti, U Hemmige Qadir teripidin halaket bolup kélidu.
Alas for the day! For the Day of the LORD is near, and it will come as destruction from the Almighty.
16 Mana, ghiza köz aldimizdin élip tashlandi emesmu? Shadliq, xushalliq Xudayimizning öyidin élip tashlandi emesmu?
Has not the food been cut off before our very eyes— joy and gladness from the house of our God?
17 Uruqlar topa-chalmilar astida chirip ketti, Ambarlar xarabileshti, Boghuzxanilar ghulap chüshti; Chünki ziraetler ghazang boldi.
The seeds lie shriveled beneath the clods; the storehouses are in ruins; the granaries are broken down, for the grain has withered away.
18 Charpaylar shundaq hörkiriship ketti! Kala padiliri patiparaq boldi, Otlaqni tapalmighach; Qoy padilirimu özi «gunahimiz bar» dégendek meyüslendi;
How the cattle groan! The herds wander in confusion because they have no pasture. Even the flocks of sheep are suffering.
19 Ah, Perwerdigar, nida qilimen Sanga; Chünki ot yalqunliri janggaldiki ot-chöplerni yewetti, Yalqun daladiki barliq derexlerni köydürüwetti.
To You, O LORD, I call, for fire has consumed the open pastures and flames have scorched all the trees of the field.
20 Daladiki haywanlarmu Sanga nida qilidu, Chünki ériq-östengler qurup ketti, Ot-yalqun janggaldiki ot-chöplerni yewetti.
Even the beasts of the field pant for You, for the streams of water have dried up, and fire has consumed the open pastures.
