요엘 1

1여호와께서 브두엘의 아들 요엘에게 이르신 말씀이라 2늙은 자들아 너희는 이것을 들을지어다 땅의 모든 거인아 너희는 귀를 기울일지어다 너희의 날에나 너희 열조의 날에 이런 일이 있었느냐 3너희는 이 일을 너희 자녀에게 고하고 너희 자녀는 자기 자녀에게 고하고 그 자녀는 후시대에 고할 것이니라 4팟종이가 남긴 것을 메뚜기가 먹고 메뚜기가 남긴 것을 늣이 먹고 늣이 남긴 것을 황충이 먹었도다 5무릇 취하는 자들아 너희는 깨어 울지어다 포도주를 마시는 자들아 너희는 곡할지어다 이는 단 포도주가 너희 입에서 끊어졌음이니 6한 이족이 내 땅에 올라왔음이로다 그들은 강하고 무수하며 그 이는 사자의 이 같고 그 어금니는 암사자의 어금니 같도다 7그들이 내 포도나무를 멸하며 내 무화과나무를 긁어 말갛게 벗겨서 버리니 그 모든 가지가 하얗게 되었도다 8너희는 애곡하기를 처녀가 어렸을 때에 약혼한 남편을 인하여 굵은 베로 동이고 애곡함 같이 할지어다 9소제와 전제가 여호와의 전에 끊어졌고 여호와께 수종드는 제사장은 슬퍼하도다 10밭이 황무하고 토지가 처량하니 곡식이 진하여 새 포도주가 말랐고 기름이 다하였도다 11농부들아 너희는 부끄러워할지어다 포도원을 다스리는 자들아 곡할지어다 이는 밀과 보리의 연고라 밭의 소산이 다 없어졌음이로다 12포도나무가 시들었고 무화과 나무가 말랐으며 석류나무와 대추나무와 사과나무와 및 밭의 모든 나무가 다 시들었으니 이러므로 인간의 희락이 말랐도다 13제사장들아 너희는 굵은 베로 동이고 슬피 울지어다 단에 수송드는 자들아 너희는 곡할지어다 내 하나님께 수종드는 자들아 너희는 와서 굵은 베를 입고 밤이 맞도록 누울지어다 이는 소제와 전제를 너희 하나님의 전에 드리지 못함이라 14너희는 금식일을 정하고 성회를 선포하여 장로들과 이 땅 모든 거민을 너희 하나님 여호와의 전으로 몰수히 모으고 여호와께 부르짖을지어다 15오호라 그 날이여 여호와의 날이 가까웠나니 곧 멸망 같이 전능자에게로서 이르리로다 16식물이 우리 목전에 끊어지지 아니하였느냐 기쁨과 즐거움이 우리 하나님의 전에 끊어지지 아니하였느냐 17씨가 흙덩이 아래서 썩어졌고 창고가 비었고 곳간이 무너졌으니 이는 곡식이 시들었음이로다 18생축이 탄식하고 소떼가 민망해하니 이는 꼴이 없음이라 양떼도 피곤하도다 19여호와여 내가 주께 부르짖으오니 불이 거친 들의 풀을 살랐고 불꽃이 밭의 모든 나무를 살랐음이니이다 20들짐승도 주를 향하여 헐떡거리오니 시내가 다 말랐고 들의 풀이 불에 탔음이니이다

1Yahweh’s word that came to Joel, the son of Pethuel. 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? 3Tell your children about it, and have your children tell their children, and their children, another generation. 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. 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. 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. 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. 8Mourn like a virgin dressed in sackcloth for the husband of her youth! 9The meal offering and the drink offering are cut off from Yahweh’s house. The priests, Yahweh’s ministers, mourn. 10The field is laid waste. The land mourns, for the grain is destroyed, The new wine has dried up, and the oil languishes. 11Be confounded, you farmers! Wail, you vineyard keepers; for the wheat and for the barley; for the harvest of the field has perished. 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. 13Put on sackcloth and mourn, you priests! Wail, you ministers of the altar. Come, lie all night in sackcloth, you ministers of my God, for the meal offering and the drink offering are withheld from your God’s house. 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. 15Alas for the day! For the day of Yahweh is at hand, and it will come as destruction from the Almighty. 16Isn’t the food cut off before our eyes; joy and gladness from the house of our God? 17The seeds rot under their clods. The granaries are laid desolate. The barns are broken down, for the grain has withered. 18How the animals groan! The herds of livestock are perplexed, because they have no pasture. Yes, the flocks of sheep are made desolate. 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. 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.

1Het woord des HEEREN, dat geschied is tot Joel, den zoon van Pethuel: 2Hoort dit, gij oudsten! en neemt ter oren, alle inwoners des lands! Is dit geschied in uw dagen, of ook in de dagen uwer vaderen? 3Vertelt uw kinderen daarvan, en laat het uw kinderen hun kinderen vertellen, en derzelver kinderen aan een ander geslacht. 4Wat de rups heeft overgelaten, heeft de sprinkhaan afgegeten, en wat de sprinkhaan heeft overgelaten, heeft de kever afgegeten, en wat de kever heeft overgelaten, heeft de kruidworm afgegeten. 5Waakt op, gij dronkenen! en weent, en huilt, alle gij wijnzuipers! om den nieuwen wijn, dewijl hij van uw mond is afgesneden. 6Want een volk is opgekomen over mijn land, machtig en zonder getal; zijn tanden zijn leeuwentanden, en het heeft baktanden eens ouden leeuws. 7Het heeft mijn wijnstok gesteld tot een verwoesting, en mijn vijgeboom tot schuim; het heeft hem ganselijk ontbloot en nedergeworpen, zijn ranken zijn wit geworden. 8Kermt, als een jonkvrouw, die met een zak omgord is vanwege den man van haar jeugd. 9Spijsoffer en drankoffer is van het huis des HEEREN afgesneden; de priesters, des HEEREN dienaars, treuren. 10Het veld is verwoest, het land treurt; want het koren is verwoest, de most is verdroogd, de olie is flauw. 11De akkerlieden zijn beschaamd, de wijngaardeniers huilen, om de tarwe en om de gerst, want de oogst des velds is vergaan. 12De wijnstok is verdord, de vijgeboom is flauw; de granaatappelboom, ook de palmboom en appelboom; alle bomen des velds zijn verdord; ja de vrolijkheid is verdord van de mensenkinderen. 13Omgordt u, en rouwklaagt, gij priesters! huilt, gij dienaars des altaars! gaat in, vernacht in zakken, gij dienaars mijns Gods! want spijsoffer en drankoffer is geweerd van het huis uws Gods. 14Heiligt een vasten, roept een verbodsdag uit, verzamelt de oudsten, en alle inwoners dezes lands, ten huize des HEEREN, uws Gods, en roept tot den HEERE. 15Ach, die dag! want de dag des HEEREN is nabij, en zal als een verwoesting komen van den Almachtige. 16Is niet de spijze voor onze ogen afgesneden? Blijdschap en verheuging van het huis onzes Gods? 17De granen zijn onder hun kluiten verrot, de schathuizen zijn verwoest, de schuren zijn afgebroken, want het koren is verdord. 18O, hoe zucht het vee, de runderkudden zijn bedwelmd, want zij hebben geen weide, ook zijn de schaapskudden verwoest. 19Tot U, o HEERE! roep ik; want een vuur heeft de weiden der woestijn verteerd, en een vlam heeft alle bomen des velds aangestoken. 20Ook schreeuwt elk beest des velds tot U; want de waterstromen zijn uitgedroogd, en een vuur heeft de weiden der woestijn verteerd.