Zechariah 11
1 Let your doors be open, O Lebanon, so that fire may be burning among your cedars.
Ouvre tes portes, ô Liban, et qu’un feu dévore tes cèdres.
2 Give a cry of grief, O fir-tree, for the fall of the cedar, because the great ones have been made low: give cries of grief, O you oaks of Bashan, for the strong trees of the wood have come down.
Hurle, sapin, parce qu’un cèdre est tombé, parce que des grands ont été abattus; hurlez, chêne de Basan, parce que la forêt fortifiée a été coupée.
3 The sound of the crying of the keepers of the flock! for their glory is made waste: the sound of the loud crying of the young lions! for the pride of Jordan is made waste.
Le bruit du hurlement des pasteurs retentit, parce que leur magnificence a été ruinée; le bruit du rugissement des lions se fait entendre, parce que l’orgueil du Jourdain a été détruit.
4 This is what the Lord my God has said: Take care of the flock of death;
Voici ce que dit le Seigneur mon Dieu: Pais les troupeaux de tuerie,
5 Whose owners put them to death and have no sense of sin; and those who get a price for them say, May the Lord be praised for I have much wealth: and the keepers of the flock have no pity for them.
Que ceux qui les possédaient tuaient sans pitié, et ils les vendaient, disant: Béni le Seigneur! nous sommes devenus riches; et leurs pasteurs ne les épargnaient pas.
6 For I will have no more pity for the people of the land, says the Lord; but I will give up everyone into his neighbour's hand and into the hand of his king: and they will make the land waste, and I will not keep them safe from their hands.
Et moi je n’épargnerai pas à l’avenir des habitants de la terre, dit le Seigneur: voici que moi je livrerai les hommes, chacun à la main de son prochain et à la main de son roi; et ils ravageront la terre, et je ne les délivrerai pas de leur main.
7 So I took care of the flock of death, for those who made profit out of the flock; and I took for myself two rods, naming one Beautiful, and the other Bands; and I took care of the flock.
Et je paîtrai le troupeau de tuerie, ô pauvres du troupeau. Et je pris pour moi deux houlettes; j’appelai l’une Beauté, et j’appelai l’autre Cordelette, et je fis paître le troupeau.
8 And in one month I put an end to the three keepers of the flock; for my soul was tired of them, and their souls were disgusted with me.
Et j’ai retranché trois pasteurs en un seul mois; mon âme s’est resserrée à leur égard, parce que leur âme a varié pour moi.
9 And I said, I will not take care of you: If death comes to any, let death be its fate; if any is cut off, let it be cut off; and let the rest take one another's flesh for food.
Et j’ai dit: Je ne vous paîtrai pas; que ce qui meurt meure, que ce qui est retranché soit retranché; que les autres dévorent chacun la chair de son prochain.
10 And I took my rod Beautiful, cutting it in two, so that the Lord's agreement, which he had made with all the peoples, might be broken.
Et je pris la houlette qui s’appelait Beauté, et je la brisai, pour rendre vaine mon alliance que j’ai faite avec tous les peuples.
11 And it was broken on that day: and the sheep-traders, who were watching me, were certain that it was the word of the Lord.
Et cette alliance fut rendue vaine en ce jour-là, et les pauvres du troupeau qui me gardent fidélité ont reconnu que c’était la parole du Seigneur.
12 And I said to them, If it seems good to you, give me my payment; and if not, do not give it. So they gave me my payment by weight, thirty shekels of silver.
Et je leur dis: Si cela est bon à vos yeux, apportez-moi ma récompense; et sinon, demeurez en repos. Et ils pesèrent ma récompense, trente pièces d’argent.
13 And the Lord said to me, Put it into the store-house, the price at which I was valued by them. And I took the thirty shekels of silver and put them into the store-house in the house of the Lord.
Et le Seigneur me dit: Jette au statuaire ce prix magnifique auquel j’ai été évalué par eux. Et je pris les trente pièces d’argent, et je les jetai dans la maison du Seigneur au statuaire.
14 Then I took my other rod, the one named Bands, cutting it in two, so that the relation of brothers between Judah and Israel might be broken.
Et je brisai ma seconde houlette qui s’appelait Cordelette, afin de détruire la fraternité entre Juda et Israël.
15 And the Lord said to me, Take again the instruments of a foolish keeper of sheep.
Et le Seigneur me dit: Prends encore les instruments d’un pasteur insensé.
16 For see, I will put a sheep-keeper over the land, who will have no care for that which is cut off, and will not go in search of the wanderers, or make well what is broken, and he will not give food to that which is ill, but he will take for his food the flesh of the fat, and let their feet be broken.
Parce que voici que moi, je susciterai sur la terre un pasteur qui ne visitera pas la brebis abandonnée, ne recherchera pas l’égarée, et ne guérira pas la blessée, et ne nourrira pas celle qui se tient ferme sur ses pieds, mais mangera les chairs des grasses, et brisera leurs sabots.
17 A curse on the foolish keeper who goes away from the flock! the sword will be on his arm and on his right eye: his arm will become quite dry and his eye will be made completely dark.
Ô pasteur et idole, qui abandonne le troupeau; un glaive tombera sur son bras et sur son œil droit; son bras sera entièrement desséché; et son œil droit sera tout couvert de ténèbres.
