Psaumes 42
1 Au maître de chant. Cantique des fils de Coré. Comme le cerf soupire après les sources d’eau, ainsi mon âme soupire après toi, ô Dieu.
Deer pant, desiring to drink water from a stream [when there is a drought] (OR, [when they are being pursued by hunters].) In the same way [SIM], God, I need you very much.
2 Mon âme a soif de Dieu, du Dieu vivant: quand irai-je et paraîtrai-je devant la face de Dieu?
I desire to have fellowship with [MET] you, the all-powerful God. [I wonder], “When will I be able to go [back to the temple in Israel] and worship in your presence again?”
3 Mes larmes sont ma nourriture jour et nuit, pendant qu’on me dit sans cesse: « Où est ton Dieu? »
Every day and every night I cry; [it is as though] the only thing I have to drink is my tears; and while I do that, my enemies are continually asking me, “Why does your god not [help you]?”
4 Je me rappelle, — et à ce souvenir mon âme se fond en moi, — quand je marchais entouré de la foule, et que je m’avançais vers la maison de Dieu, au milieu des cris de joie et des actions de grâces d’une multitude en fête!
I am very distressed [IDM] as I remember when I went with the crowd of people to the temple [in Jerusalem], leading them as we walked along; we were all shouting joyfully and singing to thank God [for what he had done]; we were a large group who were celebrating.
5 Pourquoi es-tu abattue, ô mon âme, et t’agites-tu en moi? Espère en Dieu, car je le louerai encore, lui, le salut de ma face et mon Dieu!
So [I say to] myself, “(Why am I sad and discouraged?/I should not be sad and discouraged!) [RHQ] I confidently expect God [to help me], and again I will praise him, my God, the one who saves me.”
6 Mon âme est abattue au dedans de moi; aussi je pense à toi, du pays du Jourdain, de l’Hermon, de la montagne de Misar.
[But now, Yahweh], I am very discouraged [IDM], so I think about you, even from where the Jordan [River] gushes out from the bottom of Hermon [Mountain] and from Mizar Mountain.
7 Un flot en appelle un autre, quand grondent tes cataractes: ainsi toutes tes vagues et tes torrents passent sur moi.
But here, the great sorrow that I feel is like water that you send down [MET]; [it is like] a waterfall that tumbles down and floods over me.
8 Le jour, Yahweh commandait à sa grâce de me visiter; la nuit, son cantique était sur mes lèvres j’adressais une prière au Dieu de ma vie.
Yahweh shows me each day that he faithfully loves me, and each night I sing to him and pray to him, the God who causes me to live.
9 Maintenant je dis à Dieu mon rocher: « Pourquoi m’oublies-tu? pourquoi me faut-il marcher dans la tristesse, sous l’oppression de l’ennemi? »
I say to God, [who is like] an [overhanging] rock [under which I can hide] [MET], “It seems that you have forgotten me. I (mourn/cry) constantly because my enemies act cruelly toward me” [RHQ].
10 Je sens mes os se briser, quand mes persécuteurs m’insultent, en me disant sans cesse: « Où est ton Dieu? » —
They make fun of me constantly; they continually ask, “Why does your god not help you?” [RHQ] And when they insult me [like that], [it is like] wounds that I feel even in my bones.
11 Pourquoi es-tu abattue, ô mon âme, et t’agites-tu en moi? Espère en Dieu, car je le louerai encore, lui, le salut de ma face et mon Dieu!
But [I think, ] “(Why am I sad and discouraged?/I should not be sad and discouraged!) [RHQ] I will confidently expect God [to help me], and I will praise him again, my God, the one who saves me.”
