Joel 1

Biblija Hrvatski	NEW JERUSALEM
1 Riječ Jahvina koja dođe Joelu, sinu Petuelovu.	1 The word of Yahweh that was addressed to Joel son of Pethuel.
2 Čujte ovo, starci, počujte, svi žitelji zemlje! Je li ovakvo što ikad bilo u vaše dane il’ u dane vaših otaca?	2 Listen to this, you elders; everybody in the country, attend! Has anything like this ever happened in yourday, or in your ancestors' days?
3 Recite ovo svojim sinovima, vaši sinovi svojim sinovima, a njihovi sinovi potonjem koljenu.	3 Tell your children about it and let your children tel their children, and their children the next generation!
4 Što ostavi šaška, proždrije skakavac, što ostavi skakavac, proždrije gusjenica, što ostavi gusjenica, proždrije ljupilac.	4 What the nibbler has left, the grown locust has eaten, what the grown locust has left, the hopper haseaten, and what the hopper has left, the shearer has eaten.
5 Probudite se, pijanice, i plačite! Sve vinopije, tužite za novim vinom: iz usta vam je oteto.	5 Wake up, you drunkards, and weep! All you wine-bibbers, lament for the new wine: it has beensnatched from your lips.
6 Jer prekri moju zemlju narod moćan i bezbrojan; zubi su mu kao zubi lavlji, očnjaci mu kao u lavice.	6 For a nation has invaded my country, mighty and innumerable, with teeth like a lion's teeth, with thefangs of a lioness.
7 Opustoši mi lozu vinovu i polomi smokve moje; oguli ih i razbaca, grane su im pobijeljele.	7 It has reduced my vines to a desolation and my fig trees to splinters, stripped them and broken themdown, leaving their branches white.
8 Plačite k’o djevica odjevena u kostrijet za zaručnikom svojim.	8 Mourn, as a virgin-bride in sackcloth for the bridegroom of her youth!
9 Nestade prinosnice i ljevanice iz doma Jahvina. Tuže svećenici, sluge Jahvine.	9 Cereal offering and libation are lost to Yahweh's Temple. The priests, the ministers of Yahweh, are inmourning.
10 Opustošeno polje, zemlja poharana. Poharano žito, vino propade, presahnu ulje.	10 The fields are ruined, the land is in mourning, for the grain has been ruined, the new wine has failed, ofolive oil only a trickle.
11 Tugujte, težaci, kukajte, vinogradari, za pšenicom i za ječmom, jer propade žetva poljska.	11 Stand dismayed, you farmers, wail, you vinedressers, for the wheat, for the barley! The harvest of thefields has been lost!
12 Loza usahnu, uvenu smokva, mogranj, palma i jabuka: svako se drvo poljsko sasuši. Da, nestade radosti između sinova ljudskih.	12 The vine has withered, the fig tree wilts away; pomegranate, palm tree, apple tree, every tree in thecountryside is dry, and for human beings joy has run dry too.
13 Svećenici, opašite kostrijet i tužite! Službenici žrtvenika, naričite! Dođite, prenoćite u kostrijeti, službenici Boga mojeg! Jer iz doma Boga našeg nesta prinosnice i ljevanice!	13 Priests, put on sackcloth and lament! You ministers of the altar, wail! Come here, lie in sackcloth alnight long, you ministers of my God! For the Temple of your God has been deprived of cereal offering andlibation.
14 Naredite sveti post, proglasite zbor svečani; starješine, saberite sve stanovnike zemlje u kuću Jahve, Boga svojeg. Zavapijte Jahvi:	14 Order a fast, proclaim a solemn assembly; you elders, summon everybody in the country to theTemple of Yahweh your God. Cry out to Yahweh:
15 »Jao dana!« Jer Jahvin dan je blizu i dolazi k’o pohara od Svevišnjeg.	15 'Alas for the day! For the Day of Yahweh is near, coming as destruction from Shaddai.'
16 Ne iščeznu li hrana pred našim očima? Nije li nestalo radosti i sreće iz doma Boga našega?	16 Has not the food disappeared before our very eyes? Have not joy and gladness vanished from theTemple of our God?
17 Istrunu zrnje pod grudama; puste su žitnice, porušene spreme jer žita nesta.	17 The seeds shrivel under their clods; the granaries are deserted, the barns are in ruins, because theharvest has dried out.
18 Kako li stoka uzdiše! Krda goveda podivljala lutaju jer im nema paše. Čak i stada ovaca kaznu podnose.	18 Loudly the cattle groan! The herds of oxen are bewildered because they have no pasture. The flocks ofsheep bear the punishment too.
19 Tebi, Jahve, vapijem: oganj popali pašnjake pustinjske, plamen sažga sva stabla poljska.	19 Yahweh, to you I cry: for fire has devoured the desert pastures, flame has burnt up all the trees in thecountryside.
20 Čak i zvijeri čeznu za tobom, jer presušiše potoci, oganj popali pašnjake pustinjske.	20 Even the wild animals pant loudly for you, for the watercourses have run dry, and fire has devoured thedesert pastures.