Psaumes 129

1 Cantique des degrés. Ils m’ont souvent opprimé dès ma jeunesse, – qu’Israël le dise, –

A Canticle in steps. They have often fought against me from my youth, let Israel now say:

2 Ils m’ont souvent opprimé dès ma jeunesse; cependant ils n’ont pas prévalu sur moi.

they have often fought against me from my youth, yet they could not prevail over me.

3 Des laboureurs ont labouré mon dos, ils y ont tracé leurs longs sillons.

The sinners have made fabrications behind my back. They have prolonged their iniquity.

4 L’Éternel est juste; il a coupé les cordes des méchants.

The just Lord will cut the necks of sinners.

5 Qu’ils soient couverts de honte, et se retirent en arrière, tous ceux qui haïssent Sion.

Let all those who hate Zion be confounded and turned backwards.

6 Qu’ils soient comme l’herbe des toits, qui sèche avant qu’on l’arrache,

Let them be like grass on the rooftops, which withers before it can be pulled up:

7 Dont le moissonneur ne remplit pas sa main, ni le lieur de gerbes son sein; …

with it, he who reaps does not fill his hand and he who gathers sheaves does not fill his bosom.

8 Et les passants ne disent pas: La bénédiction de l’Éternel soit sur vous! nous vous bénissons au nom de l’Éternel.

And those who were passing by have not said to them: “The blessing of the Lord be upon you. We have blessed you in the name of the Lord.”