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.

¹Slovo Hospodinovo, ktoré sa stalo k Joelovi, synovi Petuelovmu.

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?

²Počujte to, starci, a pozorujte ušami, všetci obyvatelia zeme! Či sa to stalo za vašich dní a či za dní vašich otcov?

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

³Rozprávajte o tom svojim synom, a vaši synovia nech rozprávajú svojim synom a ich synovia pokoleniu, ktoré prijde potom.

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.

⁴To, čo zostalo po húseniciach, požraly kobylky; to, čo zostalo po kobylkách, požrali pažraví chrobáci, a to, čo zostalo po chrobákoch, požrali chrústi.

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.

⁵Prebuďte sa, opilci, a plačte, a kvíľte všetci, ktorí pijete víno, nad novým vínom sladkým, pretože bude vyťaté z vašich úst.

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.

⁶Lebo prišiel národ hore na moju zem, mocný, a niet mu počtu; jeho zuby sú zubami ľva, a má črenové zuby ľvice.

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.

⁷Obráti môj vinič na pustinu a môj fík na rázgy, olúpe ho docela a odhodí; jeho letorasty obelejú.

⁸Kvíľ ako panna, opásaná smútočným vrecom, nad mužom svojej mladosti!

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

⁹Vyťatý bude obetný dar obilný i liata obeť z domu Hospodinovho; kňazi budú smútiť, svätoslužobníci Hospodinovi.

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

¹⁰Spustošené bude pole, smútiť bude zem, pretože spustošené bude obilie, vyschne vínna šťava, uvädne olej.

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

¹¹Oráči sa budú stydieť, vinári budú kvíliť, pre pšenicu a pre jačmeň, lebo zhynie žatva poľa.

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.

¹²Vinič uschne, a fík uvädne, granát i palma i jabloň; všetky stromy poľa poschnú, lebo radosť sa bude stydieť a utečie od synov človeka.

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.

¹³Prepášte sa a nariekajte, kňazi! Kvíľte, svätoslužobníci oltára! Vojdite, nocujte v smútočnom vreci, svätoslužobníci môjho Boha! Pretože bude odňatý obetný dar obilný i liata obeť z domu vášho Boha.

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.

¹⁴Zasväťte pôst, svolajte shromaždenie, shromaždite starších, všetkých obyvateľov zeme do domu Hospodina, svojho Boha, a kričte k Hospodinovi.

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

¹⁵Beda toho dňa! Lebo je blízko deň Hospodinov a prijde od Všemohúceho jako lúpež.

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

¹⁶Či nebude vyťatý pokrm pred našimi očami, z domu nášho Boha radosť a plesanie?

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

¹⁷Splesneje zrno pod svojimi hrudami, spustnú zásobárne, zborené budú obilnice, pretože zahanbí obilie.

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

¹⁸Oj, ako bude stonať dobytok, ako budú zmätené stáda hoviad, lebo nebude pre ne paše, i stáda drobného dobytka budú pykať.

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.

¹⁹K tebe, ó, Hospodine, volám, lebo oheň žerie pasienky pustiny, a plameň páli všetky stromy poľa.

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.

²⁰Ešte i tá poľná zver práhnuc reve k tebe, pretože vyschly potoky vôd, a oheň strávil pasienky pustiny.