¹Issanda sõna, mis tuli Joelile, Petueli pojale:

¹The Word of Yahweh “Yahweh” is God’s proper Name, sometimes rendered “LORD” (all caps) in other translations. that came to Joel, the son of Pethuel.

²'Kuulge seda, vanemad, ja pange tähele, kõik maa elanikud! Kas seesugust on sündinud teie päevil või teie vanemate päevil?

²Hear this, you elders, And listen, all you inhabitants of the land. Has this ever happened in your days, or in the days of your fathers?

³Jutustage sellest oma lastele ja teie lapsed oma lastele ja nende lapsed tulevastele põlvedele:

³Tell your children about it, and have your children tell their children, and their children, another generation.

⁴mis jäi üle röövikuist, selle sõid rohutirtsud; ja mis jäi üle tirtsudest, selle sõid vastsed; ja mis jäi üle vastseist, selle sõid mardikad.

⁴What the swarming locust has left, the great locust has eaten. What the great locust has left, the grasshopper has eaten. What the grasshopper has left, the caterpillar has eaten.

⁵Ärgake, te joobnud, ja nutke, ulguge, kõik veinijoojad, veinivirde pärast, et see on kadunud teie suust!

⁵Wake up, you drunkards, and weep! Wail, all you drinkers of wine, because of the sweet wine; for it is cut off from your mouth.

⁶Sest mu maa kallale on tulnud vägev ja arvutu rahvas: ta hambad on lõvi hambad ja tal on emalõvi lõualuud.

⁶For a nation has come up on my land, strong, and without number. His teeth are the teeth of a lion, and he has the fangs of a lioness.

⁷Ta on rüüstanud mu viinapuu tühjaks ja murdnud mu viigipuu katki; ta on koorinud selle koguni paljaks, nii et see on valge ja raagus.

⁷He has laid my vine waste, and stripped my fig tree. He has stripped its bark, and thrown it away. Its branches are made white.

⁸Nuta nagu neitsi, kel kotiriie üll, oma peigmehe pärast!

⁹Roa- ja joogiohver on kadunud Issanda kojast, preestrid, Issanda teenrid, leinavad.

⁹The meal offering and the drink offering are cut off from Yahweh’s house. The priests, Yahweh’s ministers, mourn.

¹⁰Põllud on laastatud, muld leinab, sest vili on rüüstatud, vein ikaldunud, õli lõppenud.

¹⁰The field is laid waste. The land mourns, for the grain is destroyed, The new wine has dried up, and the oil languishes.

¹¹Põllumehed on jäänud häbisse, viinamäe aednikud halisevad nisu ja odra pärast, sest saak on hävinud.

¹¹Be confounded, you farmers! Wail, you vineyard keepers; for the wheat and for the barley; for the harvest of the field has perished.

¹²Viinapuud on äpardunud ja viigipuud närbunud, granaatõunapuu, samuti palm ja õunapuu - kõik puud on kuivanud; tõesti, rõõm on häbiga lahkunud inimlaste juurest.

¹²The vine has dried up, and the fig tree withered; the pomegranate tree, the palm tree also, and the apple tree, even all of the trees of the field are withered; for joy has withered away from the sons of men.

¹³Vöötage endid ja leinake, preestrid, kurtke, altari teenrid! Minge sisse, veetke öö kotiriideis, minu Jumala teenrid, sest teie Jumala kojast on kõrvaldatud roa- ja joogiohver!

¹³Put on sackcloth and mourn, you priests! Wail, you ministers of the altar. Come, lie all night in sackcloth, you ministers of my God The Hebrew word rendered “God” is “Elohim.” , for the meal offering and the drink offering are withheld from your God’s house.

¹⁴Pühitsege paastupüha, kutsuge kokku pühalik koosolek, koguge vanemad ja kõik maa elanikud Issanda, oma Jumala kotta ja kisendage Issanda poole!

¹⁴Sanctify a fast. Call a solemn assembly. Gather the elders, and all the inhabitants of the land, to the house of Yahweh, your God, and cry to Yahweh.

¹⁵Oh seda päeva! Sest Issanda päev on ligidal, see tuleb kui hävitus Kõigeväeliselt.

¹⁵Alas for the day! For the day of Yahweh is at hand, and it will come as destruction from the Almighty.

¹⁶Eks ole meie silme eest kadunud toidus, meie Jumala kojast rõõm ja hõiskamine?

¹⁶Isn’t the food cut off before our eyes; joy and gladness from the house of our God?

¹⁷Seemneivad mulla all on tahkunud kõvaks, tagavarad on rüüstatud; aidad on lammutatud, sest vili on ikaldunud.

¹⁷The seeds rot under their clods. The granaries are laid desolate. The barns are broken down, for the grain has withered.

¹⁸Kuidas küll loomad ägavad, veisekarjad on arust ära, sest neil pole karjamaad. Ka lambakarjad on hävimas.

¹⁸How the animals groan! The herds of livestock are perplexed, because they have no pasture. Yes, the flocks of sheep are made desolate.

¹⁹Ma kisendan sinu poole, Issand, sest tuli on neelanud kõrbe rohumaad ja leek on kõrvetanud kõik metsapuud.

¹⁹Yahweh, I cry to you, For the fire has devoured the pastures of the wilderness, and the flame has burned all the trees of the field.

²⁰Metsloomadki igatsevad sind, sest veeojad on kuivanud ja tuli on neelanud kõrbe rohumaad.

²⁰Yes, the animals of the field pant to you, for the water brooks have dried up, And the fire has devoured the pastures of the wilderness.