¹

Сл0во гDне, и4же бhсть ко їwи1лю сhну ваfуи1леву.

¹

The word of the Lord which came to Joel the son of Bathuel.

²

Слhшите сі‰, стaрцы, и3 внуши1те, вси2 живyщіи на земли2: ѓще бhша сицев†z во днeхъ вaшихъ и3ли2 во днeхъ nтє1цъ вaшихъ;

²

Hear these words, ye elders, and hearken all ye that inhabit the land. Have such things happened in your days, or in the days of your fathers?

³

Њ си1хъ чaдwмъ свои6мъ повёдите, ґ ч†да в†ша чaдwмъ свои6мъ, ґ ч†да и4хъ р0ду друг0му:

³

Tell your children concerning them, and let your children tell their children, and their children another generation.

⁴

њстaнокъ гyсеницъ поzд0ша прyзи, и3 њстaнокъ прyгwвъ поzд0ша мши6цы, и3 њстaнокъ мши1цъ поzд0ша си1плеве.

⁴

The leavings of the caterpillar has the locust eaten, and the leavings of the locust has the palmerworm eaten, and the leavings of the palmerworm has the cankerworm eaten.

⁵

Ўтрезви1тесz, піsніи, t вінA своегw2 и3 плaчитесz: рыдaйте, вси2 пію1щіи віно2 до піsнства, ћкw tsсz t ќстъ вaшихъ весeліе и3 рaдость.

⁵

Awake, ye drunkards, from your wine, and weep: mourn, all ye that drink wine to drunkenness: for joy and gladness are removed from your mouth.

⁶

Понeже kзhкъ взhде на зeмлю мою2 крёпокъ и3 безчи1сленъ: зyбы є3гw2 (ћкоже) зyбы львHвы, и3 членHвныz є3гw2 ћкоже льви1чища:

⁶

For a strong and innumerable nation is come up against my land, their teeth are lion's teeth, and their back teeth those of a lion's whelp.

⁷

положи2 віногрaдъ м0й въ погублeніе и3 смHквы мо‰ въ сломлeніе: взыскyz њб8искA и5 и3 свeрже, њбэли2 л0зіе є3гw2.

⁷

He has ruined my vine, and utterly broken my fig-trees: he has utterly searched my vine, and cast it down; he has peeled its branches.

⁸

Восплaчисz ко мнЁ пaче невёсты препоsсаныz во врeтище по мyжи своeмъ дёвственнэмъ.

⁸

Lament to me more than a virgin girded with sackcloth for the husband of her youth.

⁹

И#звeржесz жeртва и3 возліsніе и3з8 д0му гDнz: плaчитесz, жерцы2, служaщіи жeртвеннику гDню,

⁹

The meat-offering and drink-offering are removed from the house of the Lord: mourn, ye priests that serve at the altar of the Lord.

¹⁰

ћкw њпустёша полS. плaчисz, землE, ћкw пострадA пшени1ца, и3 и4зсше віно2, ўмaлисz є3лeй,

¹⁰

For the plains languish: let the land mourn, for the corn languishes; the wine is dried up, the oil becomes scarce;

¹¹

посрами1шасz земледёлателє. плaчитесz, сeла, по пшени1цэ и3 по kчмeни, ћкw поги1бе њб8имaніе t ни1вы,

¹¹

the husbandmen are consumed: mourn your property on account of the wheat and barley; for the harvest has perished from off the field.

¹²

віногрaдъ и4зсше, и3 смHквы ўмaлишасz: ши1пки, и3 фjніxъ, и3 ћблонь, и3 вс‰ древA пwльскaz и3зсх0ша, ћкw посрами1ша рaдость сhнове челwвёчи.

¹²

The vine is dried up, and the fig-trees are become few; the pomegranate, and palm-tree, and apple, and all the trees of the field are dried up: for the sons of men have abolished joy.

¹³

Препоsшитесz и3 бjйтесz, жерцы2, плaчитесz, служaщіи жeртвеннику: вни1дите, поспи1те во врeтищихъ, служaщіи бGу, ћкw tsсz t д0му бGа вaшегw жeртва и3 возліsніе:

¹³

Gird yourselves with sackcloth, and lament, ye priests: mourn, ye that serve at the altar: go in, sleep in sackcloths, ye that minister to God: for the meat-offering and drink-offering are withheld from the house of your God.

¹⁴

њсвzти1те п0стъ, проповёдите цэльбY, собери1те старBйшины вс‰ живyщыz на земли2 въ д0мъ бGа вaшегw и3 воззови1те ко гDу ўсeрднw:

¹⁴

Sanctify a fast, proclaim a solemn service, gather the elders and all the inhabitants of the land into the house of your God, and cry earnestly to the Lord,

¹⁵

ўвы2 мнЁ, ўвы2 мнЁ, ўвы2 мнЁ въ дeнь! ћкw бли1з8 є4сть дeнь гDень, и3 ћкw бэдA t бэды2 пріи1детъ:

¹⁵

Alas, alas, alas for the day! for the day of the Lord is nigh, and it will come as trouble upon trouble.

¹⁶

ћкw пред8 nчи1ма вaшима пи1щы взsшасz и3 t д0му бGа вaшегw весeліе и3 рaдость.

¹⁶

Your meat has been destroyed before your eyes, joy and gladness from out of the house of your God.

¹⁷

Вскочи1ша ю4ницы ў ћслей свои1хъ, погиб0ша сокрHвища, раскопaшасz точи6ла, ћкw посшE пшени1ца.

¹⁷

The heifers have started at their mangers, the treasures are abolished, the wine-presses are broken down; for the corn is withered.

¹⁸

Что2 положи1мъ себЁ; восплaкашасz стадA волHвъ, ћкw не бЁ пaжити и5мъ, и3 п†ствы џвчыz погиб0ша.

¹⁸

What shall we store up for ourselves? the herds of cattle have mourned, because they had no pasture; and the flocks of sheep have been utterly destroyed.

¹⁹

Къ тебЁ, гDи, возопію2, ћкw џгнь потреби2 кр†снаz пустhни, и3 плaмень пожжE вс‰ древA пwльскaz,

¹⁹

To thee, O Lord, will I cry: for fire has devoured the fair places of the wilderness, and a flame has burnt up all the trees of the field.

²⁰

и3 ск0ти польстjи воззрёша къ тебЁ, ћкw посх0ша и3ст0чницы воднjи, и3 џгнь поzдE кр†снаz пустhни.

²⁰

And the cattle of the field have looked up to thee: for the fountains of waters have been dried up, and fire has devoured the fair places of the wilderness.