Isaiah 63
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Esaïe 63
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| Who is this who comes from Edom, with blood-red robes from Bozrah? he whose clothing is fair, stepping with pride in his great strength? I whose glory is in the right, strong for salvation. | Qui est celui-ci qui vient d`Édom, De Botsra, en vêtements rouges, En habits éclatants, Et se redressant avec fierté dans la plénitude de sa force? -C`est moi qui ai promis le salut, Qui ai le pouvoir de délivrer. - |
| Why is your clothing red, and why are your robes like those of one who is crushing the grapes? | Pourquoi tes habits sont-ils rouges, Et tes vêtements comme les vêtements de celui qui foule dans la cuve? - |
| I have been crushing the grapes by myself, and of the peoples there was no man with me: in my wrath and in my passion, they were crushed under my feet; and my robes are marked with their life-blood, and all my clothing is red. | J`ai été seul à fouler au pressoir, Et nul homme d`entre les peuples n`était avec moi; Je les ai foulés dans ma colère, Je les ai écrasés dans ma fureur; Leur sang a jailli sur mes vêtements, Et j`ai souillé tous mes habits. |
| For the day of punishment is in my heart, and the year for the payment of the price for my people has come. | Car un jour de vengeance était dans mon coeur, Et l`année de mes rachetés est venue. |
| And I saw that there was no helper, and I was wondering that no one gave them support: so my arm did the work of salvation, and my wrath was my support. | Je regardais, et personne pour m`aider; J`étais étonné, et personne pour me soutenir; Alors mon bras m`a été en aide, Et ma fureur m`a servi d`appui. |
| And in my passion the peoples were crushed under my feet, and broken in my wrath, and I put down their strength to the earth. | J`ai foulé des peuples dans ma colère, Je les ai rendus ivres dans ma fureur, Et j`ai répandu leur sang sur la terre. |
| I will give news of the mercies of the Lord, and his great acts, even all the things the Lord has done for us, in his great grace to the house of Israel; even all he has done for us in his unnumbered mercies. | Je publierai les grâces de l`Éternel, les louanges de l`Éternel, D`après tout ce que l`Éternel a fait pour nous; Je dirai sa grande bonté envers la maison d`Israël, Qu`il a traitée selon ses compassions et la richesse de son amour. |
| For he said, Truly they are my people, children who will not be false: so he was their saviour out of all their trouble. | Il avait dit: Certainement ils sont mon peuple, Des enfants qui ne seront pas infidèles! Et il a été pour eux un sauveur. |
| It was no sent one or angel, but he himself who was their saviour: in his love and in his pity he took up their cause, and he took them in his arms, caring for them all through the years. | Dans toutes leurs détresses ils n`ont pas été sans secours, Et l`ange qui est devant sa face les a sauvés; Il les a lui-même rachetés, dans son amour et sa miséricorde, Et constamment il les a soutenus et portés, aux anciens jours. |
| But they went against him, causing grief to his holy spirit: so he was turned against them, and made war on them. | Mais ils ont été rebelles, ils ont attristé son esprit saint; Et il est devenu leur ennemi, il a combattu contre eux. |
| Then the early days came to their minds, the days of Moses his servant: and they said, Where is he who made the keeper of his flock come up from the sea? where is he who put his holy spirit among them, | Alors son peuple se souvint des anciens jours de Moïse: Où est celui qui les fit monter de la mer, Avec le berger de son troupeau? Où est celui qui mettait au milieu d`eux son esprit saint; |
| He who made the arm of his glory go at the right hand of Moses, by whom the waters were parted before them, to make himself an eternal name; | Qui dirigea la droite de Moïse, Par son bras glorieux; Qui fendit les eaux devant eux, Pour se faire un nom éternel; |
| He who made them go through the deep waters, like a horse in the waste land? | Qui les dirigea au travers des flots, Comme un coursier dans le désert, Sans qu`ils bronchassent? |
| Like the cattle which go down into the valley, they went without falling, the spirit of the Lord guiding them: so you went before your people, to make yourself a great name. | Comme la bête qui descend dans la vallée, L`esprit de l`Éternel les a menés au repos. C`est ainsi que tu as conduit ton peuple, Pour te faire un nom glorieux. |
| Let your eyes be looking down from heaven, from your holy and beautiful house: where is your deep feeling, the working of your power? do not keep back the moving of your pity and your mercies: | Regarde du ciel, et vois, De ta demeure sainte et glorieuse: Où sont ton zèle et ta puissance? Le frémissement de tes entrailles et tes compassions Ne se font plus sentir envers moi. |
| For you are our father, though Abraham has no knowledge of us, and Israel gives no thought to us: you, O Lord, are our father; from the earliest days you have taken up our cause. | Tu es cependant notre père, Car Abraham ne nous connaît pas, Et Israël ignore qui nous sommes; C`est toi, Éternel, qui es notre père, Qui, dès l`éternité, t`appelles notre sauveur. |
| O Lord, why do you send us wandering from your ways, making our hearts hard, so that we have no fear of you? Come back, because of your servants, the tribes of your heritage. | Pourquoi, ô Éternel, nous fais-tu errer loin de tes voies, Et endurcis-tu notre coeur contre ta crainte? Reviens, pour l`amour de tes serviteurs, Des tribus de ton héritage! |
| Why have evil men gone over your holy place, so that it has been crushed under the feet of our haters? | Ton peuple saint n`a possédé le pays que peu de temps; Nos ennemis ont foulé ton sanctuaire. |
| We have become as those who were never ruled by you, on whom your name was not named. | Nous sommes depuis longtemps comme un peuple que tu ne gouvernes pas, Et qui n`est point appelé de ton nom... |
