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Les Psaumes

- chapitre 88 -

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1Au maître-chantre. Cantique. Psaume des enfants de Coré, sur la cithare. Maskil (cantique) d'Héman l'Ezrachite. Éternel, Dieu de ma délivrance, je crie jour et nuit devant toi.O Jehovah, the God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before thee.Cantico. Salmo dei figli di Kore. Al maestro del coro. Da cantarsi mestamente. Cantico di HemanA song of praise from the Korah family. To the director. About a painful sickness. A maskil from Heman the Ezrahite. Lord God, you are my Savior. I have been praying to you day and night.
2Que ma prière parvienne en ta présence; incline ton oreille à mon cri.Let my prayer enter into thy presence; Incline thine ear unto my cry.Giunga fino a te la mia preghiera, tendi l'orecchio al mio grido,Please pay attention to my prayers. Listen to my prayers for mercy.
3Car mon âme est rassasiée de maux, et ma vie touche au séjour des morts.For my soul is full of troubles, And my life draweth nigh unto Sheol.perché l'anima mia è sazia di male, e la mia vita è giunta fino allo Sceol.My soul has had enough of this pain! I will soon die.
4Je suis compté parmi ceux qui descendent dans la fosse; je suis comme un homme sans vigueur,I am reckoned with them that go down into the pit; I am as a man that hath no help,Sono ormai annoverato fra quelli che scendono nella fossa, sono come un uomo che non ha più forza.People already treat me like a dead man, like a man too weak to live.
5Gisant parmi les morts, tel que les blessés à mort, qui sont couchés dans le tombeau, dont tu ne te souviens plus, et qui sont séparés de ta main.Cast off among the dead, Like the slain that lie in the grave, Whom thou rememberest no more, And they are cut off from thy hand.Sono abbandonato fra i morti come gli uccisi che giacciono nel sepolcro, di cui tu non ti ricordi più e che sono recisi e allontanati dalla tua mano.Look for me among the dead people. I am like a dead body lying in the grave, one of the dead people you forgot, cut off from you and your care.
6Tu m'as mis dans la fosse la plus basse, dans les lieux ténébreux, dans les abîmes.Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, In dark places, in the deeps.Tu mi hai posto nella più profonda fossa, in luoghi tenebrosi, negli abissi.You put me in that hole in the ground. Yes, you put me in that dark place.
7Ta colère pèse sur moi, et tu m'accables de tous tes flots. (Sélah.)Thy wrath lieth hard upon me, And thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves. SelahSu di me si è abbattuta la tua ira, e tu mi hai travolto con tutti i tuoi flutti. (Sela)God, you were angry at me, and you punished me. SELAH
8Tu as éloigné de moi ceux que je connais; tu m'as rendu pour eux un objet d'horreur; je suis enfermé et je ne puis sortir.Thou hast put mine acquaintance far from me; Thou hast made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.Tu mi hai privato dei miei amici, mi hai reso per loro un oggetto abominevole; sono rinchiuso e non posso uscire.My friends have left me. They all avoid me like a person no one wants to touch. I am locked in the house and I can’t go out.
9Mon oeil se consume par l'affliction; je t'invoque, ô Éternel, tous les jours; j'étends mes mains vers toi.Mine eye wasteth away by reason of affliction: I have called daily upon thee, O Jehovah; I have spread forth my hands unto thee.Il mio occhio si strugge dal dolore; ti invoco ogni giorno, o Eterno, e tendo le mie mani verso di te.My eyes hurt from crying about all my suffering. Lord, I pray to you constantly! I lift my arms in prayer to you.
10Feras-tu quelque merveille pour les morts? Ou les trépassés se lèveront-ils pour te louer? (Sélah.)Wilt thou show wonders to the dead? Shall they that are decreased arise and praise thee? SelahFarai forse dei prodigi per i morti? Risorgeranno i defunti a lodarti? (Sela)Lord, do you do miracles for dead people? Do ghosts rise up and praise you? No! SELAH
11Annoncera-t-on ta bonté dans le tombeau, et ta fidélité dans l'abîme?Shall thy lovingkindness be declared in the grave? Or thy faithfulness in Destruction?Si celebrerà la tua benignità nel sepolcro e la tua fedeltà nel luogo di distruzione?Dead people in their graves can’t talk about your love. Dead people in the world of the dead can’t talk about your loyalty.
12Connaîtra-t-on tes merveilles dans les ténèbres, et ta justice dans la terre d'oubli?Shall thy wonders be known in the dark? And thy righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?Saranno le tue meraviglie conosciute nelle tenebre e la tua giustizia nella terra dell'oblìo?Dead people lying in darkness can’t see the amazing things you do. Dead people in the World of the Forgotten can’t talk about your goodness.
13Et moi, Éternel, je crie à toi; ma prière te prévient dès le matin.But unto thee, O Jehovah, have I cried; And in the morning shall my prayer come before thee.Ma io grido a te, o Eterno, e la mia preghiera ti viene incontro al mattino.Lord, I am asking you to help me! Early each morning I pray to you.
14Éternel, pourquoi rejettes-tu mon âme, et me caches-tu ta face?Jehovah, why castest thou off my soul? Why hidest thou thy face from me?Perché mi respingi, o Eterno perché mi nascondi il tuo volto?Lord, why have you abandoned me? Why do you refuse to listen to me?
15Je suis affligé et comme expirant dès ma jeunesse; je suis chargé de tes terreurs, je suis éperdu.I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: While I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.Sono stato afflitto e moribondo fin dalla giovinezza; ho sofferto i tuoi terrori e sono smarrito.Since I was young, I was weak and sick. I have suffered your anger, I am helpless.
16Tes fureurs ont passé sur moi; tes épouvantes me tuent.Thy fierce wrath is gone over me; Thy terrors have cut me off.Sopra di me è passata la tua ardente ira; i tuoi terrori mi hanno annientato,Lord, you were angry at me, and the punishment is killing me.
17Elles m'environnent comme des eaux chaque jour; elles m'enveloppent toutes à la fois.They came round about me like water all the day long; They compassed me about together.mi hanno circondato come acque tutto il giorno e tutti assieme mi hanno sommerso.The aches and pains are always with me. I feel like I am drowning in my aches and pains.
18Tu as éloigné de moi amis et compagnons; ceux que je connais, ce sont les ténèbres.Lover and friend hast thou put far from me, And mine acquaintance into darkness. Psalm 89 Maschil of Ethan the Ezrahite.Hai allontanato da me amici e conoscenti; i miei amici più intimi sono le tenebre.And Lord, you forced all my friends and loved ones to leave me. Only darkness stayed to be with me.

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