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Joel 1

Græshoppernes grufulde hærgen

1Joel, Petuels søn, modtog følgende profetiske budskab fra Herren:

Lyt til mig, alle I, som bor i dette land. Hvad mener I, som er landets ledere? Kan I huske en lignende katastrofe? Har I hørt om noget tilsvarende på jeres forfædres tid? Nu har I noget at fortælle jeres børn, som de kan fortælle videre til deres børn. Ja, det vil blive fortalt gennem mange generationer.

Den ene sværm af græshopper efter den anden har ædt alt rub og stub. Hvad den ene sværm levnede, åd den næste, og nu er der intet tilbage. Vågn op, alle drukkenbolte, og sæt jer til at græde. I, der er så glade for vin, har grund til at sørge, for alle druer og vinplanter er væk. En umådelig hær af græshopper har lagt vores land øde. Deres tænder var skarpe som løvetænder. Vinstokkene er ribbet, og figentræerne er hærget. Barken er flået af, så grenene står strittende og hvide tilbage.

Sørg og græd, mit folk, som en ung jomfru, der sørger over sin forlovedes død. Nu er det slut med at ofre korn og vin i Herrens hus, og præsterne sørger. 10 Markerne er afgnavede, og hele landet er i sorg, for der er hverken korn, vinstokke eller oliventræer tilbage.

11-12 Vinbønderne er desperate, for vinstokkene er raserede. Landmændene er fortvivlede, for hveden og byggen er væk. Figentræerne er visne. Granatæbletræer, palmer, æbletræer[a] og alle de andre træer er tørret ud. Alle mennesker har mistet deres glæde og håb.

13 I præster, som plejer at bringe ofre på alteret, klæd jer i sørgedragt og græd! Klæd jer i sæk og aske, både dag og nat, for nu er det slut med både korn- og vinofre. 14 Udråb en faste! Kald lederne og hele folket sammen til bøn i Herren vores Guds hus og græd for hans ansigt.

15 Herrens dag er nær, hvor den Almægtige fælder dom over alt det onde. Det bliver en frygtelig dag.

16 Al afgrøde forsvandt for øjnene af os. De glade lovsange forstummede i Herrens hus. 17 Sædekornene visnede i den tørre jord. Laderne er tomme, for alt kornet er brugt op. 18 Dyrene stønner af sult. Køerne vandrer hvileløst omkring i en håbløs søgen efter græs. Selv gederne kan ikke finde noget at spise.

19 Herre, hjælp os, for træer og græsgange er tørret ud som efter en steppebrand. 20 Selv de vilde dyr skriger til dig om hjælp, for alle vandløb er tørret ud, og græsgangene er afsvedne.

Notas al pie

  1. 1,11-12 Måske snarere „abrikostræer”.

New International Reader's Version

Joel 1

1A message from the Lord came to Joel, the son of Pethuel. Here is what Joel said.

Locusts Attack the Land

Elders, listen to me.
    Pay attention, all you who live in the land.
Has anything like this ever happened in your whole life?
    Did it ever happen to your people
    who lived long ago?
Tell your children about it.
    Let them tell their children.
And let their children tell it
    to those who live after them.
The giant locusts have eaten
    what the common locusts have left.
The young locusts have eaten
    what the giant locusts have left.
And other locusts have eaten
    what the young locusts have left.

Get up and weep, you people who drink too much!
    Cry, all you who drink wine!
Cry because the fresh wine
    has been taken away from you.
The locusts are like a mighty army
    that has marched into our land.
There are so many of them
    they can’t even be counted.
Their teeth are as sharp as a lion’s teeth.
    They are like the fangs of a female lion.
The locusts have completely destroyed our vines.
    They have wiped out our fig trees.
They’ve stripped off the bark and thrown it away.
    They’ve left the branches bare.

My people, mourn like a virgin
    who is dressed in the clothes of sadness.
She is sad because she has lost
    the young man she was going to marry.
No one brings grain offerings and drink offerings
    to the Lord’s house anymore.
So the priests who serve the Lord
    are filled with sorrow.
10 Our fields are wiped out.
    The ground is dried up.
The grain is destroyed.
    The fresh wine is gone.
    And there isn’t any more olive oil.
11 Farmers, be sad.
    Cry, you who grow vines.
Mourn because the wheat and barley are gone.
    The crops in the fields are destroyed.
12 The vines and fig trees are dried up.
    The pomegranate, palm and apple trees
    don’t have any fruit on them.
In fact, all the trees in the fields are dried up.
    And my people’s joy has faded away.

A Call to Mourn

13 Priests, put on the clothing of sadness and mourn.
    Cry, you who serve at the altar.
Come, you who serve my God in the temple.
    Spend the night dressed in the clothes of sadness.
Weep because no one brings grain offerings and drink offerings
    to the house of your God anymore.
14 Announce a holy fast.
    Tell the people not to eat anything.
    Gather them together for a special service.
Send for the elders
    and all who live in the land.
Have them come to the house of the Lord your God.
    And pray to him.

15 The day of the Lord is near.
    How sad it will be on that day!
    The Mighty One is coming to destroy you.

16 Our food has been taken away
    right in front of our eyes.
There isn’t any joy or gladness
    in the house of our God.
17 The seeds have dried up in the ground.
    The grain is also gone.
The storerooms have been destroyed.
    The barns are broken down.
18 Listen to the cattle groan!
    The herds wander around.
They don’t have any grass to eat.
    The flocks of sheep are also suffering.

19 Lord, I call out to you.
    Fire has burned up the desert grasslands.
    Flames have destroyed all the trees in the fields.
20 Even the wild animals cry out to you for help.
    The streams of water have dried up.
    Fire has burned up the desert grasslands.