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| The word of the Lord which came to Joel the son of Bathuel. | Сло́во гдⷭ҇не, и҆́же бы́сть ко і҆ѡи́лю сы́нꙋ ваѳꙋи́левꙋ. |
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| 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? | Слы́шите сїѧ̑, ста́рцы, и҆ внꙋши́те, всѝ живꙋ́щїи на землѝ: а҆́ще бы́ша сицева̑ѧ во дне́хъ ва́шихъ и҆лѝ во дне́хъ ѻ҆тє́цъ ва́шихъ; |
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| Tell your children concerning them, and let your children tell their children, and their children another generation. | Ѡ҆ си́хъ ча́дѡмъ свои̑мъ повѣ́дите, а҆ ча̑да ва̑ша ча́дѡмъ свои̑мъ, а҆ ча̑да и҆́хъ ро́дꙋ дрꙋго́мꙋ: |
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| 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. | ѡ҆ста́нокъ гꙋ́сеницъ поѧдо́ша прꙋ́зи, и҆ ѡ҆ста́нокъ прꙋ́гѡвъ поѧдо́ша мши̑цы, и҆ ѡ҆ста́нокъ мши́цъ поѧдо́ша си́плеве. |
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| 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. | Оу҆трезви́тесѧ, пїѧ́нїи, ѿ вїна̀ своегѡ̀ и҆ пла́читесѧ: рыда́йте, всѝ пїю́щїи вїно̀ до пїѧ́нства, ꙗ҆́кѡ ѿѧ́сѧ ѿ оу҆́стъ ва́шихъ весе́лїе и҆ ра́дость. |
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| 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. | Поне́же ꙗ҆зы́къ взы́де на зе́млю мою̀ крѣ́покъ и҆ безчи́сленъ: зꙋ́бы є҆гѡ̀ (ꙗ҆́коже) зꙋ́бы львѡ́вы, и҆ членѡ́вныѧ є҆гѡ̀ ꙗ҆́коже льви́чища: |
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| 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. | положѝ вїногра́дъ мо́й въ погꙋбле́нїе и҆ смѡ́квы моѧ̑ въ сломле́нїе: взыскꙋ́ѧ ѡ҆б̾иска̀ и҆̀ и҆ све́рже, ѡ҆бѣлѝ ло́зїе є҆гѡ̀. |
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| Lament to me more than a virgin girded with sackcloth for the husband of her youth. | Воспла́чисѧ ко мнѣ̀ па́че невѣ́сты препоѧ́саныѧ во вре́тище по мꙋ́жи свое́мъ дѣ́вственнѣмъ. |
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| 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. | И҆зве́ржесѧ же́ртва и҆ возлїѧ́нїе и҆з̾ до́мꙋ гдⷭ҇нѧ: пла́читесѧ, жерцы̀, слꙋжа́щїи же́ртвенникꙋ гдⷭ҇ню, |
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| For the plains languish: let the land mourn, for the corn languishes; the wine is dried up, the oil becomes scarce; | ꙗ҆́кѡ ѡ҆пꙋстѣ́ша полѧ̀. пла́чисѧ, землѐ, ꙗ҆́кѡ пострада̀ пшени́ца, и҆ и҆́зсше вїно̀, оу҆ма́лисѧ є҆ле́й, |
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| the husbandmen are consumed: mourn your property on account of the wheat and barley; for the harvest has perished from off the field. | посрами́шасѧ земледѣ́лателє. пла́читесѧ, се́ла, по пшени́цѣ и҆ по ꙗ҆чме́ни, ꙗ҆́кѡ поги́бе ѡ҆б̾има́нїе ѿ ни́вы, |
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| 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. | вїногра́дъ и҆́зсше, и҆ смѡ́квы оу҆ма́лишасѧ: ши́пки, и҆ фі́нїѯъ, и҆ ꙗ҆́блонь, и҆ всѧ̑ древа̀ пѡльска́ѧ и҆зсхо́ша, ꙗ҆́кѡ посрами́ша ра́дость сы́нове челѡвѣ́чи. |
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| 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. | Препоѧ́шитесѧ и҆ бі́йтесѧ, жерцы̀, пла́читесѧ, слꙋжа́щїи же́ртвенникꙋ: вни́дите, поспи́те во вре́тищихъ, слꙋжа́щїи бг҃ꙋ, ꙗ҆́кѡ ѿѧ́сѧ ѿ до́мꙋ бг҃а ва́шегѡ же́ртва и҆ возлїѧ́нїе: |
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| 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, | ѡ҆свѧти́те по́стъ, проповѣ́дите цѣльбꙋ̀, собери́те старѣ̑йшины всѧ̑ живꙋ́щыѧ на землѝ въ до́мъ бг҃а ва́шегѡ и҆ воззови́те ко гдⷭ҇ꙋ оу҆се́рднѡ: |
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| Alas, alas, alas for the day! for the day of the Lord is nigh, and it will come as trouble upon trouble. | оу҆вы̀ мнѣ̀, оу҆вы̀ мнѣ̀, оу҆вы̀ мнѣ̀ въ де́нь! ꙗ҆́кѡ бли́з̾ є҆́сть де́нь гдⷭ҇ень, и҆ ꙗ҆́кѡ бѣда̀ ѿ бѣды̀ прїи́детъ: |
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| Your meat has been destroyed before your eyes, joy and gladness from out of the house of your God. | ꙗ҆́кѡ пред̾ ѻ҆чи́ма ва́шима пи́щы взѧ́шасѧ и҆ ѿ до́мꙋ бг҃а ва́шегѡ весе́лїе и҆ ра́дость. |
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| The heifers have started at their mangers, the treasures are abolished, the wine-presses are broken down; for the corn is withered. | Вскочи́ша ю҆́ницы оу҆ ꙗ҆́слей свои́хъ, погибо́ша сокрѡ́вища, раскопа́шасѧ точи̑ла, ꙗ҆́кѡ посшѐ пшени́ца. |
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| 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. | Что̀ положи́мъ себѣ̀; воспла́кашасѧ стада̀ волѡ́въ, ꙗ҆́кѡ не бѣ̀ па́жити и҆̀мъ, и҆ па̑ствы ѻ҆́вчыѧ погибо́ша. |
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| 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. | Къ тебѣ̀, гдⷭ҇и, возопїю̀, ꙗ҆́кѡ ѻ҆́гнь потребѝ кра̑снаѧ пꙋсты́ни, и҆ пла́мень пожжѐ всѧ̑ древа̀ пѡльска́ѧ, |
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| 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. | и҆ ско́ти польсті́и воззрѣ́ша къ тебѣ̀, ꙗ҆́кѡ посхо́ша и҆сто́чницы водні́и, и҆ ѻ҆́гнь поѧдѐ кра̑снаѧ пꙋсты́ни. |
Old Testament
• Gen. • Exod. • Lev. • Num. • Deut.
• Josh. • Judg. • Ruth • 1 Sam. • 2 Sam. • 1 Kgs. • 2 Kgs. • 1 Chr. • 2 Chr. • Ezra • 2 Ezra • 3 Ezra • Neh. • Tob. • Jud. • Esth. • 1 Mac. • 2 Mac. • 3 Mac.
• Job • Ps. • Prov. • Eccl. • Song • Wisd. • Sir.
• Isa. • Jer. • Lam. • Let. Jer. • Bar. • Ezek. • Dan.
• Hos. • Joel • Amos • Obad. • Jonah • Mic. • Nah. • Hab. • Zeph. • Hag. • Zech. • Mal.