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Prayer for the Downfall of Israel’s Enemies

A Song of Ascents.

129 “Sorely have they afflicted me from my youth,”
    let Israel now say—
“Sorely have they afflicted me from my youth,
    yet they have not prevailed against me.
The plowers plowed upon my back;
    they made long their furrows.”
The Lord is righteous;
    he has cut the cords of the wicked.
May all who hate Zion
    be put to shame and turned backward!
Let them be like the grass on the housetops,
    which withers before it grows up,
with which the reaper does not fill his hand
    or the binder of sheaves his bosom,
while those who pass by do not say,
    “The blessing of the Lord be upon you!
    We bless you in the name of the Lord!”

Psalm 129

A pilgrimage song.

129 From youth, people have constantly attacked me—
    let Israel now repeat!—
    from youth people have constantly attacked me—
    but they haven’t beaten me!
They plowed my back like farmers;
    they made their furrows deep.
But the Lord is righteous—
    God cut me free from the ropes of the wicked!

Let everyone who hates Zion be ashamed, thoroughly frustrated.
    Let them be like grass on a roof
    that dies before it can be pulled up,
    which won’t fill the reaper’s hand
        or fill the harvester’s arms.
Let no one who passes by say to them:
    “May the Lord’s blessing be on you!
        We bless you in the Lord’s name!”

Affligé mais non abattu

129 Cantique pour la route vers la demeure de l’Eternel[a].

Depuis ma jeunesse[b], ╵on m’a souvent combattu.
Qu’Israël le dise :
« Depuis ma jeunesse ╵on m’a souvent combattu,
mais on n’a pas pu ╵l’emporter sur moi. »
On a labouré mon dos,
on y a tracé ╵de très longs sillons.
L’Eternel est juste
et il a brisé les liens ╵imposés par les méchants.

Qu’ils soient dans la honte ╵et qu’ils battent en retraite,
tous ceux qui ont de la haine ╵pour Sion.
Qu’ils soient comme l’herbe ╵poussant sur les toits
et qui se dessèche ╵avant qu’on l’arrache[c],
dont le moissonneur ╵n’emplit pas sa main,
dont celui qui lie les gerbes ╵n’emplit pas son sac.
Et que les passants ╵ne leur disent pas :
« Que l’Eternel vous bénisse !
Nous vous bénissons ╵de la part de l’Eternel. »

Footnotes

  1. 129.1 Voir note 120.1.
  2. 129.1 C’est le peuple d’Israël personnifié qui parle. La jeunesse du peuple (cf. Os 11.1 ; Ez 23.3) fait allusion au séjour en Egypte où Israël fut opprimé.
  3. 129.6 En Israël, les toits plats étaient rendus imperméables par une couche de terre mêlée de cendres ou de sable, tassée au rouleau. La pluie y faisait pousser des plantes que le soleil desséchait vite car elles n’avaient pas de racines profondes (Es 37.27).

Psalm 129

A song of ascents.

“They have greatly oppressed(A) me from my youth,”(B)
    let Israel say;(C)
“they have greatly oppressed me from my youth,
    but they have not gained the victory(D) over me.
Plowmen have plowed my back
    and made their furrows long.
But the Lord is righteous;(E)
    he has cut me free(F) from the cords of the wicked.”(G)

May all who hate Zion(H)
    be turned back in shame.(I)
May they be like grass on the roof,(J)
    which withers(K) before it can grow;
a reaper cannot fill his hands with it,(L)
    nor one who gathers fill his arms.
May those who pass by not say to them,
    “The blessing of the Lord be on you;
    we bless you(M) in the name of the Lord.”