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Joel 2:17

Rotherham Emphasized Bible 1902

Between the porch and the altar, let the priests, weep, the attendants of Yahweh,—and let them say—Look with pity, O Yahweh, upon thy people, and do not deliver thine inheritance to reproach, that the nations, should mock them, Why should they say among the peoples, Where is their God?

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So he brought me into the inner court of the house of Yahweh, and lo! at the opening of the temple of Yahweh, between the porch and the altar, about twenty-five men,—their backs towards the temple of Yahweh and their faces eastward, and they were bowing down eastward unto the Sun.

Wherefore should the nations say, Pray where is their God?

Wherefore should the nations say—Where is their God? Let him be known among the nations before our eyes! Yea! By the avenging of the blood of thy servants which hath been shed!

That there may come upon you—all righteous blood poured out upon the earth, from the blood of Abel the righteous, unto the blood of Zachariah, son of Barachiah, whom ye murdered between the Temple and the altar.

And it came to pass, when they had made an end of eating the herbage of the land, that I said—Oh, My Lord, Yahweh, forgive, I beseech thee: By whom shall Jacob, arise? for, small, he is.

Cut off are the meal-offering and the drink-offering, from the house of Yahweh,—In grief are the priests, the attendants on Yahweh:—

Take with you words, and return to Yahweh: say unto him—Wholly, shalt thou take away iniquity, Accept, then, with favour, and we will make good the boldness of our lips!

And, the porch in front of the temple of the house, was twenty cubits in length, according to the breadth of the house,—ten cubits in breadth, in front of the house.

and said—If, I pray thee, I have found favour in thine eyes, O My Lord, I pray thee let My Lord go on in our midst,—although a stiff-necked people, it is, so wilt thou pardon our iniquity and our sin and take us as thine own.

So shall she who had been mine enemy fear, and shame, shall cover her, who used to say unto me—Where is Yahweh thy God? Mine own eyes, shall look upon her, Now, shall she become one to he trodden down, like the mire of the lanes.

Then said I, My Lord, Yahweh, forbear, I beseech thee, By whom shall Jacob, arise? for, small, he is.

Howbeit I wrought with effect, for the sake of mine own Name, that it might not be profaned—before the eyes of the nations in whose midst they were,—before whose eyes I made myself known unto them, by bringing them forth out of the land of Egypt.

Now, therefore, O Yahweh our God, save us, out of his hand,—That all the kingdoms of the earth, may know, That, thou, art Yahweh, thou alone.

In that thy foes have reproached, O Yahweh, In that they have reproached the footsteps of thine Anointed One!

All the passers by the way, have plundered him, He hath become a reproach to his neighbours;

We have become, A reproach to our neighbours,—A mockery and a derision, to them who are round about us.

How long, O God, shall the adversary, reproach? Shall the enemy revile thy Name perpetually?

With a crushing of my bones, have my adversaries reproached me,—While they keep saying unto me all the day, Where is thy God?

Then, Solomon offered up ascending-sacrifices, unto Yahweh,—upon the altar of Yahweh, which he had built before the porch:

Were it not that the taunt of the foe, I feared, Lest their adversaries should mistake,—Lest they should say—Our own hand, is exalted, It is not Yahweh, therefore who hath wrought all this!

He hath put confidence upon God, Let him rescue him, now, if he desireth him; for he said, I am, God’s Son.

Now, therefore, pacify, I pray you, the face of GOD, that he may grant us favour,—at your hands, hath this come to pass, Will he lift up the countenances, of any of you? saith Yahweh of hosts.

Lo! we, to-day, are bondmen—even upon the land which thou gavest our fathers to eat the fruit thereof and the good thereof, lo! we, are bondmen;

Gird yourselves and beat the breast—ye priests, howl, ye attendants of the altar, go in and wrap yourselves for the night in sackcloth, ye attendants on my God,—for, withholden from the house of your God, are the meal-offering and the drink- offering.

My tears have been my food day and night, While it hath been said unto me all the day, Where is thy God?

then will I root you out from off the soil, which I have given to you, and, this house, which I have hallowed for my Name, will I cast off from before my face,—and will appoint it for a by-word and a mockery, among all the peoples;

then will I cut off Israel, from the face of the soil, which I have given unto them, and, the house which I have hallowed for my Name, will I suffer to be carried away from before me,—and Israel shall become a byword and a mockery, among all the peoples;

Thus shalt thou become a horror, a byword, and a mockery, among all the peoples whither Yahweh thy God will drive thee.

And lo! a man of the sons of Israel coming in, who brought near unto his brethren a Midianite woman, before the eyes of Moses, and before the eyes of all the assembly of the sons of Israel, when they were weeping at the entrance of the tent of meeting.

And, when My Lord Yahweh of hosts called in that day,—for weeping, and for lamentation, and for shaving bare and for girding with sackcloth,

Only let the Canaanite and all the inhabitants of the land hear, and they will surround us, and cut off our name out of the earth,—what then wilt thou do for thy great name?

These things, I keep calling to mind, and pouring out, over me, my own soul, For I used to cross over with a crowd, Lead them in procession up to the house of God, With the voice of shouting and praise.—a throng keeping festival.

Why shouldst thou be sat down, O my soul? And why shouldst thou moan over me? Wait thou for God, for yet shall I praise him, As the triumph of my presence and my God.




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