Zacharie 11
1 Liban, ouvre tes portes, et que le feu dévore tes cèdres!
Let your doors be open, O Lebanon, so that fire may be burning among your cedars.
2 Cyprès, gémis, car le cèdre tombe, ceux qui s'élèvent sont dévastés; gémissez, chênes de Basan, car la forêt inaccessible tombe!
Give a cry of grief, O fir-tree, for the fall of the cedar, because the great ones have been made low: give cries of grief, O you oaks of Bashan, for the strong trees of the wood have come down.
3 Écoutez! les bergers gémissent, car leur gloire est anéantie. Écoutez! les lions rugissent, car la parure du Jourdain est anéantie.
The sound of the crying of the keepers of the flock! for their glory is made waste: the sound of the loud crying of the young lions! for the pride of Jordan is made waste.
4 Ainsi parle l'Éternel, mon Dieu: Sois le pasteur des brebis à tuer,
This is what the Lord my God has said: Take care of the flock of death;
5 que leurs acheteurs égorgent sans être coupables, et dont les vendeurs disent: « Loué soit l'Éternel, car je me suis enrichi! » et que les pasteurs n'épargnent point.
Whose owners put them to death and have no sense of sin; and those who get a price for them say, May the Lord be praised for I have much wealth: and the keepers of the flock have no pity for them.
6 Car je n'épargnerai plus les habitants du pays, dit l'Éternel; et voici, je vais livrer les hommes aux mains les uns des autres, et aux mains de leur Roi, et ils extermineront le pays, et je ne délivrerai pas de leurs mains. –
For I will have no more pity for the people of the land, says the Lord; but I will give up everyone into his neighbour's hand and into the hand of his king: and they will make the land waste, and I will not keep them safe from their hands.
7 Et je fus le pasteur des brebis à tuer, à cause de leur misère extrême. Et je pris deux houlettes: à l'une je donnai le nom de Grâce, et à l'autre le nom d'Union, et je fis paître les brebis.
So I took care of the flock of death, for those who made profit out of the flock; and I took for myself two rods, naming one Beautiful, and the other Bands; and I took care of the flock.
8 Et je détruisis les trois pasteurs en un mois; et j'étais las d'eux, et ils avaient aussi de l'aversion pour moi.
And in one month I put an end to the three keepers of the flock; for my soul was tired of them, and their souls were disgusted with me.
9 Alors je dis: Je ne veux pas être votre pasteur. Meure qui doit mourir, et périsse qui doit périr, et que les survivantes dévorent la chair l'une de l'autre!
And I said, I will not take care of you: If death comes to any, let death be its fate; if any is cut off, let it be cut off; and let the rest take one another's flesh for food.
10 Et je pris ma houlette Grâce et la brisai, pour rompre mon alliance conclue par moi avec tous les peuples.
And I took my rod Beautiful, cutting it in two, so that the Lord's agreement, which he had made with all the peoples, might be broken.
11 Et elle fut rompue en ce jour-là, et par là les plus malheureuses brebis qui regardèrent vers moi, comprirent que c'était la parole de l'Éternel.
And it was broken on that day: and the sheep-traders, who were watching me, were certain that it was the word of the Lord.
12 Et je leur dis: S'il vous semble bon, donnez-moi mon salaire; sinon, n'en faites rien! Et ils me pesèrent mon salaire, trente sicles d'argent.
And I said to them, If it seems good to you, give me my payment; and if not, do not give it. So they gave me my payment by weight, thirty shekels of silver.
13 Et l'Éternel me dit: Jette-le au potier, ce prix magnifique auquel ils m'évaluent. Et je pris les trente sicles d'argent et les jetai dans la maison de l'Éternel pour le potier.
And the Lord said to me, Put it into the store-house, the price at which I was valued by them. And I took the thirty shekels of silver and put them into the store-house in the house of the Lord.
14 Et je brisai ma seconde houlette Union, pour rompre la fraternité entre Juda et Israël.
Then I took my other rod, the one named Bands, cutting it in two, so that the relation of brothers between Judah and Israel might be broken.
15 Et l'Éternel me dit: Prends encore l'équipement d'un pasteur insensé;
And the Lord said to me, Take again the instruments of a foolish keeper of sheep.
16 car voici, je susciterai un pasteur dans le pays, qui ne s'inquiétera pas des brebis perdues, n'ira pas à la recherche de celles qui s'égarent, et ne guérira pas les blessées, et ne sustentera pas les saines, et mangera la chair des grasses, et entr'ouvrira leur sabot.
For see, I will put a sheep-keeper over the land, who will have no care for that which is cut off, and will not go in search of the wanderers, or make well what is broken, and he will not give food to that which is ill, but he will take for his food the flesh of the fat, and let their feet be broken.
17 Malheur au méchant pasteur qui abandonne ses brebis! que l'épée fonde sur son bras et sur son œil droit! que son bras sèche, et que son œil droit s'éteigne.
A curse on the foolish keeper who goes away from the flock! the sword will be on his arm and on his right eye: his arm will become quite dry and his eye will be made completely dark.
