Isaiah 16
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Esaïe 16
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| And they will send ... to the mountain of the daughter of Zion. | Envoyez les agneaux au souverain du pays, Envoyez-les de Séla, par le désert, A la montagne de la fille de Sion. |
| For the daughters of Moab will be like wandering birds, like a place from which the young birds have gone in flight, at the ways across the Arnon. | Tel un oiseau fugitif, telle une nichée effarouchée, Telles seront les filles de Moab, au passage de l`Arnon. - |
| Give wise directions, make a decision; let your shade be as night in full day: keep safe those who are in flight; do not give up the wandering ones. | Donne conseil, fais justice, Couvre-nous en plein midi de ton ombre comme de la nuit, Cache ceux que l`on poursuit, Ne trahis pas le fugitif! |
| Let those who have been forced out of Moab have a resting-place with you; be a cover to them from him who is making waste their land: till the cruel ones are cut off, and wasting has come to an end, and those who take pleasure in crushing the poor are gone from the land. | Laisse séjourner chez toi les exilés de Moab, Sois pour eux un refuge contre le dévastateur! Car l`oppression cessera, la dévastation finira, Celui qui foule le pays disparaîtra. |
| Then a king's seat will be based on mercy, and one will be seated on it in the tent of David for ever; judging uprightly, and quick to do righteousness. | Et le trône s`affermira par la clémence; Et l`on y verra siéger fidèlement, dans la maison de David, Un juge ami du droit et zélé pour la justice. - |
| We have had word of the pride of Moab, how great it is; how he is lifted up in pride and passion: his high words about himself are false. | Nous entendons l`orgueil du superbe Moab, Sa fierté et sa hauteur, son arrogance et ses vains discours. |
| For this cause everyone in Moab will give cries of grief for Moab: crushed to the earth, they will be weeping for the men of Kir-hareseth. | C`est pourquoi Moab gémit sur Moab, tout gémit; Vous soupirez sur les ruines de Kir Haréseth, Profondément abattus. |
| For the fields of Heshbon are waste, the vine of Sibmah is dead; the lords of nations were overcome by the produce of her vines; her vine-plants went as far as Jazer, and came even to the waste land; her branches were stretched out to the sea. | Car les campagnes de Hesbon languissent; Les maîtres des nations ont brisé les ceps de la vigne de Sibma, Qui s`étendaient jusqu`à Jaezer, qui erraient dans le désert: Les rameaux se prolongeaient, et allaient au delà de la mer. |
| For this cause my sorrow for the vine of Sibmah will be like the weeping for Jazer: my eyes are dropping water on you, O Heshbon and Elealeh! For they are sounding the war-cry over your summer fruits and the getting in of your grain; | Aussi je pleure sur la vigne de Sibma, comme sur Jaezer; Je vous arrose de mes larmes, Hesbon, Élealé! Car sur votre récolte et sur votre moisson Est venu fondre un cri de guerre. |
| And all joy is gone; no longer are they glad for the fertile field; and in the vine-gardens there are no songs or sounds of joy: the crushing of grapes has come to an end, and its glad cry has been stopped. | La joie et l`allégresse ont disparu des campagnes; Dans les vignes, plus de chants, plus de réjouissances! Le vendangeur ne foule plus le vin dans les cuves; J`ai fait cesser les cris de joie. |
| For this cause the cords of my heart are sounding for Moab, and I am full of sorrow for Kir-heres. | Aussi mes entrailles frémissent sur Moab, comme une harpe, Et mon coeur sur Kir Harès. |
| And when Moab goes up to the high place, and makes prayer in the house of his god, it will have no effect. | On voit Moab, qui se fatigue sur les hauts lieux; Il entre dans son sanctuaire pour prier, et il ne peut rien obtenir. |
| This is the word which the Lord said about Moab in the past. | Telle est la parole que l`Éternel a prononcée dès longtemps sur Moab. |
| But now the Lord has said, In three years, the years of a servant working for payment, the glory of Moab, all that great people, will be turned to shame, and the rest of Moab will be very small and without honour. | Et maintenant l`Éternel parle, et dit: Dans trois ans, comme les années d`un mercenaire, La gloire de Moab sera l`objet du mépris, Avec toute cette grande multitude; Et ce qui restera sera peu de chose, presque rien. |
