(A song for worship.)
A Prayer for Protection
1 Since the time I was young,
enemies have often attacked!
Let everyone in Israel say:
2 “Since the time I was young,
enemies have often attacked!
But they have not defeated me,
3 though my back is like a field
that has just been plowed.”
4 The Lord always does right,
and he has set me free
from the ropes
of those cruel people.
5 I pray that all who hate
the city of Zion
will be made ashamed
and forced to turn and run.
6 May they be like grass
on the flat roof of a house,
grass that dries up
as soon as it sprouts.
7 Don't let them be like wheat
gathered in bundles.
8 And don't let anyone
who passes by say to them,
“The Lord bless you!
I give you my blessing
in the name of the Lord.”
Ps 124Ps 122:6-9. La 3:59-66.
1 Cantique des degrés.
Ils m’ont assez opprimé dès ma jeunesse,
Qu’Israël le dise!
2 Ils m’ont assez opprimé dès ma jeunesse,
Mais ils ne m’ont pas vaincu.
3 Des laboureurs ont labouré mon dos,
Ils y ont tracé de longs sillons.
4 L’Éternel est juste:
Il a coupé les cordes des méchants.
5 Qu’ils soient confondus et qu’ils reculent,
Tous ceux qui haïssent Sion!
6 Qu’ils soient comme l’herbe des toits,
Qui sèche avant qu’on l’arrache!
7 Le moissonneur n’en remplit point sa main,
Celui qui lie les gerbes n’en charge point son bras,
8 Et les passants ne disent point:
Que la bénédiction de l’Éternel soit sur vous!
Nous vous bénissons au nom de l’Éternel!
