Habacuc 3
1 Prière d’Habacuc, le prophète. (Sur le mode des complaintes.)
A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, put to Shigionoth.
2 Éternel, j’ai entendu ce que tu as annoncé, je suis saisi de crainte. Accomplis ton œuvre dans le cours des années, ô Éternel! Dans le cours des années manifeste-la! Mais dans ta colère souviens-toi de tes compassions!
O Lord, word of you has come to my ears; I have seen your work, O Lord; when the years come near make it clear; in wrath keep mercy in mind.
3 Dieu vient de Théman, Le Saint vient de la montagne de Paran… (Pause) Sa majesté couvre les cieux, Et sa gloire remplit la terre.
God came from Teman, and the Holy One from Mount Paran. (Selah) The heavens were covered with his glory, and the earth was full of his praise.
4 C’est comme l’éclat de la lumière; Des rayons partent de sa main; Là réside sa force.
He was shining like the light; he had rays coming out from his hand: there his power was kept secret.
5 Devant lui marche la peste, Et la peste est sur ses traces.
Before him went disease, and flames went out at his feet.
6 Il s’arrête, et de l’œil il mesure la terre; Il regarde, et il fait trembler les nations; Les montagnes éternelles se brisent, Les collines antiques s’abaissent; Les sentiers d’autrefois s’ouvrent devant lui.
From his high place he sent shaking on the earth; he saw and nations were suddenly moved: and the eternal mountains were broken, the unchanging hills were bent down; his ways are eternal.
7 Je vois dans la détresse les tentes de l’Éthiopie, Et les tentes du pays de Madian sont dans l’épouvante.
The curtains of Cushan were troubled, and the tents of Midian were shaking.
8 L’Éternel est-il irrité contre les fleuves? Est-ce contre les fleuves que s’enflamme ta colère, Contre la mer que se répand ta fureur, Pour que tu sois monté sur tes chevaux, Sur ton char de victoire?
Was your wrath burning against the rivers? were you angry with the sea, that you went on your horses, on your war-carriages of salvation?
9 Ton arc est mis à nu; Les malédictions sont les traits de ta parole… (Pause) Tu fends la terre pour donner cours aux fleuves.
Your bow was quite uncovered. (Selah) By you the earth was cut through with rivers.
10 A ton aspect, les montagnes tremblent; Des torrents d’eau se précipitent; L’abîme fait entendre sa voix, Il lève ses mains en haut.
The mountains saw you and were moved with fear; the clouds were streaming with water: the voice of the deep was sounding; the sun did not come up, and the moon kept still in her place.
11 Le soleil et la lune s’arrêtent dans leur demeure, A la lumière de tes flèches qui partent, A la clarté de ta lance qui brille.
At the light of your arrows they went away, at the shining of your polished spear.
12 Tu parcours la terre dans ta fureur, Tu écrases les nations dans ta colère.
You went stepping through the land in wrath, crushing the nations in your passion.
13 Tu sors pour délivrer ton peuple, Pour délivrer ton oint; Tu brises le faîte de la maison du méchant, Tu la détruis de fond en comble. (Pause)
You went out for the salvation of your people, for the salvation of the one on whom your holy oil was put; wounding the head of the family of the evil-doer, uncovering the base even to the neck. (Selah)
14 Tu perces de tes traits la tête de ses chefs, Qui se précipitent comme la tempête pour me disperser, Poussant des cris de joie, Comme s’ils dévoraient déjà le malheureux dans leur repaire.
You have put your spears through his head, his horsemen were sent in flight like dry stems; they had joy in driving away the poor, in making a meal of them secretly.
15 Avec tes chevaux tu foules la mer, La boue des grandes eaux.
The feet of your horses were on the sea, on the mass of great waters.
16 J’ai entendu… Et mes entrailles sont émues. A cette voix, mes lèvres frémissent, Mes os se consument, Et mes genoux chancellent: En silence je dois attendre le jour de la détresse, Le jour où l’oppresseur marchera contre le peuple.
Hearing it, my inner parts were moved, and my lips were shaking at the sound; my bones became feeble, and my steps were uncertain under me: I gave sounds of grief in the day of trouble, when his forces came up against the people in bands.
17 Car le figuier ne fleurira pas, La vigne ne produira rien, Le fruit de l’olivier manquera, Les champs ne donneront pas de nourriture; Les brebis disparaîtront du pâturage, Et il n’y aura plus de bœufs dans les étables.
For though the fig-tree has no flowers, and there is no fruit on the vine, and work on the olive comes to nothing, and the fields give no food; and the flock is cut off from its resting-place, and there is no herd in the cattle-house:
18 Toutefois, je veux me réjouir en l’Éternel, Je veux me réjouir dans le Dieu de mon salut.
Still, I will be glad in the Lord, my joy will be in the God of my salvation.
19 L’Éternel, le Seigneur, est ma force; Il rend mes pieds semblables à ceux des biches, Et il me fait marcher sur mes lieux élevés. Au chef des chantres. Avec instruments à cordes.
The Lord God is my strength, and he makes my feet like roes' feet, guiding me on my high places. For the chief music-maker on corded instruments.
