The wordדְּבַרof YHWHיְהוָהthatאֲשֶׁרcameהָיָהto Joel,אֶל יוֹאֵלsonבֶּןof Pethuel.פְּתוּאֵל
Hearשִׁמְעוּthis,זֹאתelders,הַזְּקֵנִיםand give ear,וְהַאֲזִינוּallכֹּלinhabitantsיוֹשְׁבֵיof the land:הָאָרֶץHasהֶthisזֹּאתhappenedהָיְתָהin your days,בִּימֵיכֶםorוְאִםin the daysבִּימֵיof your fathers?אֲבֹתֵיכֶם
Tellסַפֵּרוּyour childrenלִבְנֵיכֶםabout it,עָלֶיהָand your childrenוּבְנֵיכֶםtheir children,לִבְנֵיהֶםand their childrenוּבְנֵיהֶםanotherאַחֵרgeneration.לְדוֹר
What the cutting locust left,יֶתֶר הַגָּזָםthe locustהָאַרְבֶּהhas eaten;אָכַלand what the locust left,וְיֶתֶר הָאַרְבֶּהthe young locustהַיָּלֶקhas eaten;אָכַלand what the young locust left,וְיֶתֶר הַיֶּלֶקthe hopping locustהֶחָסִילhas eaten.אָכַל
Wake up,הָקִיצוּdrunkards,שִׁכּוֹרִיםand weep;וּבְכוּand wail,וְהֵילִלוּallכָּלwho drinkשֹׁתֵיwine,יָיִןoverעַלthe sweet wine,עָסִיסforכִּיit has been cut offנִכְרַתfrom your mouth.מִפִּיכֶם
Forכִּיa nationגוֹיhas come upעָלָהagainstעַלmy land,אַרְצִיmightyעָצוּםand withoutוְאֵיןnumber;מִסְפָּרits teethשִׁנָּיוare the teethשִׁנֵּיof a lion,אַרְיֵהand it hasלוֹthe fangsוּמְתַלְּעוֹתof a lioness.לָבִיא
It has madeשָׂםmy vineגַּפְנִיa desolation,לְשַׁמָּהand my fig treeוּתְאֵנָתִיsplinters;לִקְצָפָהit has stripped itחֲשָׂפָהּbareחָשֹׂףand thrown it down;וְהִשְׁלִיךְits branchesשָׂרִיגֶיהָhave turned white.הִלְבִּינוּ
Lamentאֱלִיlike a virginכִּבְתוּלָהwearingחֲגֻרַתsackclothשַׂקforעַלthe husbandבַּעַלof her youth.נְעוּרֶיהָ
The grain offeringמִנְחָהand the libationוָנֶסֶךְhave been cut offהָכְרַתfrom the houseמִבֵּיתof YHWH;יְהוָהthe priests,הַכֹּהֲנִיםthe ministersמְשָׁרְתֵיof YHWH,יְהוָהmourn.אָבְלוּ
The fieldשָׂדֶהis devastated,שֻׁדַּדthe groundאֲדָמָהmourns;אָבְלָהforכִּיthe grainדָּגָןis devastated,שֻׁדַּדthe new wineתִּירוֹשׁhas dried up,הוֹבִישׁthe oilיִצְהָרlanguishes.אֻמְלַל
Be ashamed,הֹבִישׁוּfarmers;אִכָּרִיםwail,הֵילִילוּvinedressers,כֹּרְמִיםoverעַלthe wheatחִטָּהand overוְעַלthe barley,שְׂעֹרָהforכִּיthe harvestקְצִירof the fieldשָׂדֶהhas perished.אָבַד
The vineהַגֶּפֶןhas dried up,הוֹבִישָׁהand the fig treeוְהַתְּאֵנָהlanguishes;אֻמְלָלָהpomegranate,רִמּוֹןpalmתָּמָרtoo,גַּםand apple tree,וְתַפּוּחַallכָּלthe treesעֲצֵיof the fieldהַשָּׂדֶהhave dried up;יָבֵשׁוּforכִּיjoyשָׂשׂוֹןhas dried upהֹבִישׁfrom amongמִןhuman beings.בְּנֵי אָדָם
Put on sackclothחִגְרוּand lament,וְסִפְדוּpriests;הַכֹּהֲנִיםwail,הֵילִילוּministersמְשָׁרְתֵיof the altar;מִזְבֵּחַcome,בֹּאוּspend the nightלִינוּin sackcloth,בַשַּׂקִּיםministersמְשָׁרְתֵיof my Elohim;אֱלֹהָיforכִּיgrain offeringמִנְחָהand libationוָנָסֶךְare withheldנִמְנַעfrom the houseמִבֵּיתof your Elohim.אֱלֹהֵיכֶם
Consecrateקַדְּשׁוּa fast,צוֹםcallקִרְאוּa solemn assembly;עֲצָרָהgatherאִסְפוּthe elders,זְקֵנִיםallכֹּלthe inhabitantsיֹשְׁבֵיof the land,הָאָרֶץto the houseבֵּיתof YHWHיְהוָהyour Elohim,אֱלֹהֵיכֶםand cry outוְזַעֲקוּto YHWH.אֶל יְהוָה
Ah,אֲהָהּthe day!לַיּוֹםForכִּיnearקָרוֹבis the dayיוֹםof YHWH,יְהוָהand like destructionוּכְשֹׁדfrom Shaddaiמִשַׁדַּיit will come.יָבוֹא
Has notהֲלוֹאthe foodאֹכֶלbeen cut offנִכְרָתbeforeנֶגֶדour eyes,עֵינֵינוּjoyשִׂמְחָהand gladnessוָגִילfrom the houseמִבֵּיתof our Elohim?אֱלֹהֵינוּ
The seedsפְרֻדוֹתhave shriveledעָבְשׁוּunderתַּחַתtheir clods;מֶגְרְפֹתֵיהֶםthe storehousesאֹצָרוֹתare desolate,נָשַׁמּוּthe granariesמַמְּגֻרוֹתtorn down,נֶהֶרְסוּforכִּיthe grainדָּגָןhas dried up.הֹבִישׁ
Howמַהthe livestockבְהֵמָהgroan!נֶּאֶנְחָהThe herdsעֶדְרֵיof cattleבָקָרwander confused,נָבֹכוּforכִּיthere is noאֵיןpastureמִרְעֶהfor them;לָהֶםevenגַּםthe flocksעֶדְרֵיof sheepהַצֹּאןsuffer punishment.נֶאְשָׁמוּ
To you,אֵלֶיךָYHWH,יְהוָהI cry,אֶקְרָאforכִּיfireאֵשׁhas devouredאָכְלָהthe pasturesנְאוֹתof the wilderness,מִדְבָּרand flameוְלֶהָבָהhas scorchedלִהֲטָהallכָּלthe treesעֲצֵיof the field.הַשָּׂדֶה
Evenגַּםthe livestockבַּהֲמוֹתof the fieldשָׂדֶהlongתַּעֲרוֹגfor you,אֵלֶיךָforכִּיthe channelsאֲפִיקֵיof waterמָיִםhave dried up,יָבְשׁוּand fireוְאֵשׁhas devouredאָכְלָהthe pasturesנְאוֹתof the wilderness.הַמִּדְבָּר