Psaumes 129

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

[I say that] my enemies have (afflicted/caused trouble for) me ever since I was young. [Now I ask you, my fellow] Israelis, to repeat those same words:

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

“Our enemies have afflicted us since our nation began, but they have not defeated us!

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

[Our enemies struck us with whips] that cut into our backs [MET] like a [farmer uses a] plow to cut deep furrows into the ground.”

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

[But] Yahweh is righteous, and he has freed [me] from being a slave [MTY] of wicked [people].

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

I wish/hope that all those who hate Jerusalem/Israel will be ashamed because of being defeated.

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

I hope/wish that they will be [of no value], like grass that grows on the roofs of houses that dries up and does not grow tall;

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

[as a result] no one [cuts it and] puts it in bundles and carries it away.

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

People who pass by [and see men harvesting grain usually greet them by saying to them], “We wish/hope that Yahweh will bless you!” But this will not happen [to those who hate Israel]. We, acting as Yahweh’s representatives, bless you [Israelis.]