Psalms 129
JPS Tanakh (Jewish Publication Society, 1917)
Louis Segond 1910
1A Song of Ascents. 'Much have they afflicted me from my youth up', let Israel now say;
1Cantique des degrés. Ils m’ont assez opprimé dès ma jeunesse, Qu’Israël le dise!
2'Much have they afflicted me from my youth up; but they have not prevailed against me.
2Ils m’ont assez opprimé dès ma jeunesse, Mais ils ne m’ont pas vaincu.
3The plowers plowed upon my back; they made long their furrows.
3Des laboureurs ont labouré mon dos, Ils y ont tracé de longs sillons.
4The LORD is righteous; He hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.'
4L’Éternel est juste: Il a coupé les cordes des méchants.
5Let them be ashamed and turned backward, all they that hate Zion.
5Qu’ils soient confondus et qu’ils reculent, Tous ceux qui haïssent Sion!
6Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, which withereth afore it springeth up;
6Qu’ils soient comme l’herbe des toits, Qui sèche avant qu’on l’arrache!
7Wherewith the reaper filleth not his hand, nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom.
7Le moissonneur n’en remplit point sa main, Celui qui lie les gerbes n’en charge point son bras,
8Neither do they that go by say: 'The blessing of the LORD be upon you; we bless you in the name of the LORD.'
8Et les passants ne disent point: Que la bénédiction de l’Éternel soit sur vous! Nous vous bénissons au nom de l’Éternel!
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