Psalms 129

1 A Song of Ascents. Many a time, have they harassed me from my youth, well may Israel say:

Cantique des degrés. "Violemment on m’a persécuté dès ma jeunesse peut bien dire Israël

2 Many a time, have they harassed me from youth, yet have they not prevailed against me.

violemment on m’a persécuté dès ma jeunesse, mais on n’a pu triompher de moi.

3 Upon my back, have ploughmen ploughed, They have lengthened their furrow!

Des laboureurs ont labouré mon dos, y ont tracé de longs sillons."

4 Yahweh, is righteous, He hath cut asunder the cords of the lawless.

L’Eternel est juste, il brise les entraves des méchants.

5 Let all who hate Zion, be ashamed and shrink back:

Qu’ils rougissent et reculent, tous ceux qui haïssent Sion!

6 Let them become like the grass of housetops, which, before it is pulled up, hath withered;

Qu’ils soient comme l’herbe des toits, qui se dessèche avant qu’on l’enlève,

7 Wherewith no reaper, hath filled his hand, nor binder, his bosom:

dont le moissonneur n’emplit pas sa main, ni le faiseur de gerbes son giron!

8 Neither have the passers-by ever said, The blessing of Yahweh, be unto you, —We have blessed you in the Name of Yahweh.

De sorte que les passants ne disent point: "La bénédiction de Dieu soit sur vous! Nous vous bénissons au nom de l’Eternel."