Isaiah 57
1 The upright man goes to his death, and no one gives a thought to it; and god-fearing men are taken away, and no one is troubled by it; for the upright man is taken away because of evil-doing, and goes into peace.
Le juste périt, et personne ne le prend à cœur; et les hommes de bonté sont recueillis sans que personne comprenne que le juste est recueilli de devant le mal.
2 They are at rest in their last resting-places, every one going straight before him.
Il est entré dans la paix: ils se reposent sur leurs couches, ceux qui ont marché dans leur droit chemin.
3 But come near, you sons of her who is wise in secret arts, the seed of her who is false to her husband, and of the loose woman.
Mais vous, approchez ici, fils de la devineresse, semence de l’adultère et de la prostituée.
4 Of whom do you make sport? against whom is your mouth open wide and your tongue put out? are you not uncontrolled children, a false seed,
De qui vous moquez-vous? Contre qui allongez-vous la bouche, [et] tirez-vous la langue? N’êtes-vous pas des enfants de transgression, une semence de mensonge,
5 You who are burning with evil desire among the oaks, under every green tree; putting children to death in the valleys, under the cracks of the rocks?
vous enflammant avec les idoles sous tout arbre vert, égorgeant les enfants dans les vallées, sous les fentes des rochers?
6 Among the smooth stones of the valley is your heritage; they, even they, are your part: even to them have you made a drink offering and a meal offering. Is it possible for such things to be overlooked by me?
Les pierres polies de la vallée sont ta part: elles, elles sont ton sort; à elles aussi tu as répandu une libation, tu as offert un gâteau. Me consolerais-je de ces choses?
7 You have put your bed on a high mountain: there you went up to make your offering.
Tu as placé ta couche sur une montagne haute et élevée: là aussi tu es montée pour sacrifier des sacrifices.
8 And on the back of the doors and on the pillars you have put your sign: for you have been false to me with another; you have made your bed wide, and made an agreement with them; you had a desire for their bed where you saw it
Et tu as mis ton mémorial derrière la porte et les poteaux; car, t’éloignant de moi, tu t’es découverte; et tu es montée, tu as élargi ton lit, et tu les as obligés envers toi par un accord; tu as aimé leur lit, tu as vu leur nudité.
9 And you went to Melech with oil and much perfume, and you sent your representatives far off, and went as low as the underworld. (Sheol h7585)
Et tu t’es rendue auprès du roi avec de l’huile, et tu as multiplié tes parfums; et tu as envoyé tes messagers au loin, et tu t’es dégradée jusque dans le shéol. (Sheol h7585)
10 You were tired with your long journeys; but you did not say, There is no hope: you got new strength, and so you were not feeble.
Tu t’es fatiguée par la multitude de tes voies; [mais] tu n’as pas dit: C’est en vain! Tu as trouvé la vigueur de ta force, c’est pourquoi tu ne t’es pas lassée.
11 And of whom were you in fear, so that you were false, and did not keep me in mind, or give thought to it? Have I not been quiet, keeping myself secret, and so you were not in fear of me?
De qui as-tu peur, et qui crains-tu, que tu aies menti, et que tu ne te sois pas souvenue de moi, [et] ne l’aies pas pris à cœur? N’ai-je pas gardé le silence, et [cela] dès longtemps; et tu ne m’as pas craint?
12 I will make clear what your righteousness is like and your works; you will have no profit in them.
Je déclarerai ta justice et tes œuvres, et elles ne te profiteront pas.
13 Your false gods will not keep you safe in answer to your cry; but the wind will take them, they will be gone like a breath: but he who puts his hope in me will take the land, and will have my holy mountain as his heritage.
Quand tu cries, que ceux que tu as rassemblés te délivrent! Mais le vent les emportera tous, un souffle les enlèvera; mais celui qui se confie en moi héritera le pays et possédera ma montagne sainte.
14 And I will say, Make it high, make it high, get ready the way, take the stones out of the way of my people.
Et on dira: Élevez, élevez [la chaussée], préparez le chemin; ôtez [toute] pierre d’achoppement du chemin de mon peuple!
15 For this is the word of him who is high and lifted up, whose resting-place is eternal, whose name is Holy: my resting-place is in the high and holy place, and with him who is crushed and poor in spirit, to give life to the spirit of the poor, and to make strong the heart of the crushed.
Car ainsi dit celui qui est haut élevé et exalté, qui habite l’éternité, et duquel le nom est le Saint: J’habite le lieu haut élevé et saint, et avec celui qui est abattu et d’un esprit contrit, pour revivifier l’esprit de ceux qui sont contrits, et pour revivifier le cœur de ceux qui sont abattus.
16 For I will not give punishment for ever, or be angry without end: for from me breath goes out; and I it was who made the souls.
Car je ne contesterai pas à toujours, et je ne me courroucerai pas à jamais; car l’esprit défaillirait devant moi et les âmes que j’ai faites.
17 I was quickly angry with his evil ways, and sent punishment on him, veiling my face in wrath: and he went on, turning his heart from me.
Je me suis courroucé à cause de l’iniquité de son avarice, et je l’ai frappé; je me suis caché, et je me suis courroucé, et il a marché, dévoyé, dans le chemin de son cœur.
18 I have seen his ways, and I will make him well: I will give him rest, comforting him and his people who are sad.
J’ai vu ses voies, et je le guérirai, et je le conduirai, et je [lui] rendrai la consolation, à lui et aux siens qui mènent deuil.
19 I will give the fruit of the lips: Peace, peace, to him who is near and to him who is far off, says the Lord; and I will make him well.
Je crée le fruit des lèvres. Paix, paix à celui qui est loin, et à celui qui est près! dit l’Éternel; et je le guérirai.
20 But the evil-doers are like the troubled sea, for which there is no rest, and its waters send up earth and waste.
Mais les méchants sont comme la mer agitée, qui ne peut se tenir tranquille et dont les eaux jettent dehors la vase et la boue.
21 There is no peace, says my God, for the evil-doers.
Il n’y a pas de paix, dit mon Dieu, pour les méchants.
