Isaías 51

Écoutez-moi, vous qui poursuivez la justice, Qui cherchez l’Éternel! Portez les regards sur le rocher d’où vous avez été taillés, Sur le creux de la fosse d’où vous avez été tirés.

OIDME, los que seguís justicia, los que buscáis á Jehová: mirad á la piedra de donde fuisteis cortados, y á la caverna de la fosa de donde fuisteis arrancados.

Hearken to me, ye that follow after righteousness, ye that seek the LORD: look unto the rock whence ye are hewn, and to the hole of the pit whence ye are digged.

“Listen to me, you who follow after righteousness, you who seek the LORD. Look to the rock you were cut from, and to the quarry you were dug from.

Portez les regards sur Abraham votre père, Et sur Sara qui vous a enfantés; Car lui seul je l’ai appelé, Je l’ai béni et multiplié.

Mirad á Abraham vuestro padre, y á Sara que os parió; porque solo lo llamé, y bendíjelo, y multipliquélo.

Look unto Abraham your father, and unto Sarah that bare you: for I called him alone, and blessed him, and increased him.

Look to Abraham your father, and to Sarah who bore you; for when he was but one I called him, I blessed him, and made him many.

Ainsi l’Éternel a pitié de Sion, Il a pitié de toutes ses ruines; Il rendra son désert semblable à un Éden, Et sa terre aride à un jardin de l’Éternel. La joie et l’allégresse se trouveront au milieu d’elle, Les actions de grâces et le chant des cantiques.

Ciertamente consolará Jehová á Sión: consolará todas sus soledades, y tornará su desierto como paraíso, y su soledad como huerto de Jehová: hallarse ha en ella alegría y gozo, alabanza y voz de cantar.

For the LORD shall comfort Zion: he will comfort all her waste places; and he will make her wilderness like Eden, and her desert like the garden of the LORD; joy and gladness shall be found therein, thanksgiving, and the voice of melody.

For the LORD has comforted Zion. He has comforted all her waste places, and has made her wilderness like Eden, and her desert like the garden of the LORD. Joy and gladness will be found in them, thanksgiving, and the voice of melody.

Mon peuple, sois attentif! Ma nation, prête-moi l’oreille! Car la loi sortira de moi, Et j’établirai ma loi pour être la lumière des peuples.

Estad atentos á mí, pueblo mío, y oidme, nación mía; porque de mí saldrá la ley, y mi juicio descubriré para luz de pueblos.

Hearken unto me, my people; and give ear unto me, O my nation: for a law shall proceed from me, and I will make my judgment to rest for a light of the people.

“Listen to me, my people; and hear me, my nation, for a law will go out from me, and I will establish my justice for a light to the peoples.

Ma justice est proche, mon salut va paraître, Et mes bras jugeront les peuples; Les îles espéreront en moi, Elles se confieront en mon bras.

Cercana está mi justicia, salido ha mi salud, y mis brazos juzgarán á los pueblos: á mí esperarán las islas, y en mi brazo pondrán su esperanza.

My righteousness is near; my salvation is gone forth, and mine arms shall judge the people; the isles shall wait upon me, and on mine arm shall they trust.

My righteousness is near. My salvation has gone out, and my arms will judge the peoples. The islands will wait for me, and they will trust my arm.

Levez les yeux vers le ciel, et regardez en bas sur la terre! Car les cieux s’évanouiront comme une fumée, La terre tombera en lambeaux comme un vêtement, Et ses habitants périront comme des mouches; Mais mon salut durera éternellement, Et ma justice n’aura point de fin.

Alzad á los cielos vuestros ojos, y mirad abajo á la tierra: porque los cielos serán deshechos como humo, y la tierra se envejecerá como ropa de vestir, y de la misma manera perecerán sus moradores: mas mi salud será para siempre, mi justicia no perecerá.

Lift up your eyes to the heavens, and look upon the earth beneath: for the heavens shall vanish away like smoke, and the earth shall wax old like a garment, and they that dwell therein shall die in like manner: but my salvation shall be for ever, and my righteousness shall not be abolished.

Lift up your eyes to the heavens, and look at the earth beneath; for the heavens will vanish away like smoke, and the earth will wear out like a garment. Its inhabitants will die in the same way, but my salvation will be forever, and my righteousness will not be abolished.

Écoutez-moi, vous qui connaissez la justice, Peuple, qui as ma loi dans ton cœur! Ne craignez pas l’opprobre des hommes, Et ne tremblez pas devant leurs outrages.

Oidme, los que conocéis justicia, pueblo en cuyo corazón está mi ley. No temáis afrenta de hombre, ni desmayéis por sus denuestos.

Hearken unto me, ye that know righteousness, the people in whose heart is my law; fear ye not the reproach of men, neither be ye afraid of their revilings.

“Listen to me, you who know righteousness, the people in whose heart is my law. Don’t fear the reproach of men, and don’t be dismayed at their insults.

Car la teigne les dévorera comme un vêtement, Et la gerce les rongera comme de la laine; Mais ma justice durera éternellement, Et mon salut s’étendra d’âge en âge.

Porque como á vestidura los comerá polilla, como á lana los comerá gusano; mas mi justicia permanecerá perpetuamente, y mi salud por siglos de siglos.

For the moth shall eat them up like a garment, and the worm shall eat them like wool: but my righteousness shall be for ever, and my salvation from generation to generation.

For the moth will eat them up like a garment, and the worm will eat them like wool; but my righteousness will be forever, and my salvation to all generations.”

Réveille-toi, réveille-toi! Revêts-toi de force, bras de l’Éternel! Réveille-toi, comme aux jours d’autrefois, Dans les anciens âges! N’est-ce pas toi qui abattis l’Égypte, Qui transperças le monstre?

Despiértate, despiértate, vístete de fortaleza, oh brazo de Jehová; despiértate como en el tiempo antiguo, en los siglos pasados. ¿No eres tú el que cortó á Rahab, y el que hirió al dragón?

Awake, awake, put on strength, O arm of the LORD; awake, as in the ancient days, in the generations of old. Art thou not it that hath cut Rahab, and wounded the dragon?

Awake, awake, put on strength, arm of the LORD! Awake, as in the days of old, the generations of ancient times. Isn’t it you who cut Rahab in pieces, who pierced the monster?

N’est-ce pas toi qui mis à sec la mer, Les eaux du grand abîme, Qui frayas dans les profondeurs de la mer Un chemin pour le passage des rachetés?

¿No eres tú el que secó la mar, las aguas del grande abismo; el que al profundo de la mar tornó en camino, para que pasasen los redimidos?

Art thou not it which hath dried the sea, the waters of the great deep; that hath made the depths of the sea a way for the ransomed to pass over?

Isn’t it you who dried up the sea, the waters of the great deep; who made the depths of the sea a way for the redeemed to pass over?

Ainsi les rachetés de l’Éternel retourneront, Ils iront à Sion avec chants de triomphe, Et une joie éternelle couronnera leur tête; L’allégresse et la joie s’approcheront, La douleur et les gémissements s’enfuiront.

Cierto, tornarán los redimidos de Jehová, volverán á Sión cantando, y gozo perpetuo será sobre sus cabezas: poseerán gozo y alegría, y el dolor y el gemido huirán.

Therefore the redeemed of the LORD shall return, and come with singing unto Zion; and everlasting joy shall be upon their head: they shall obtain gladness and joy; and sorrow and mourning shall flee away.

Those ransomed by the LORD will return, and come with singing to Zion. Everlasting joy shall be on their heads. They will obtain gladness and joy. Sorrow and sighing shall flee away.

C’est moi, c’est moi qui vous console. Qui es-tu, pour avoir peur de l’homme mortel, Et du fils de l’homme, pareil à l’herbe?

Yo, yo soy vuestro consolador. ¿Quién eres tú para que tengas temor del hombre, que es mortal, del hijo del hombre, que por heno será contado?

I, even I, am he that comforteth you: who art thou, that thou shouldest be afraid of a man that shall die, and of the son of man which shall be made as grass;

“I, even I, am he who comforts you. Who are you, that you are afraid of man who shall die, and of the son of man who will be made as grass?

Et tu oublierais l’Éternel, qui t’a fait, Qui a étendu les cieux et fondé la terre! Et tu tremblerais incessamment tout le jour Devant la colère de l’oppresseur, Parce qu’il cherche à détruire! Où donc est la colère de l’oppresseur?

Y haste ya olvidado de Jehová tu Hacedor, que extendió los cielos y fundó la tierra; y todo el día temiste continuamente del furor del que aflige, cuando se disponía para destruir: mas ¿en dónde está el furor del que aflige?

And forgettest the LORD thy maker, that hath stretched forth the heavens, and laid the foundations of the earth; and hast feared continually every day because of the fury of the oppressor, as if he were ready to destroy? and where is the fury of the oppressor?

Have you forgotten the LORD your Maker, who stretched out the heavens, and laid the foundations of the earth? Do you live in fear continually all day because of the fury of the oppressor, when he prepares to destroy? Where is the fury of the oppressor?

Bientôt celui qui est courbé sous les fers sera délivré; Il ne mourra pas dans la fosse, Et son pain ne lui manquera pas.

El preso se da prisa para ser suelto, por no morir en la mazmorra, ni que le falte su pan.

The captive exile hasteneth that he may be loosed, and that he should not die in the pit, nor that his bread should fail.

The captive exile will speedily be freed. He will not die and go down into the pit. His bread won’t fail.

Je suis l’Éternel, ton Dieu, Qui soulève la mer et fais mugir ses flots. L’Éternel des armées est son nom.

Empero yo Jehová, que parto la mar, y suenan sus ondas, soy tu Dios, cuyo nombre es Jehová de los ejércitos.

But I am the LORD thy God, that divided the sea, whose waves roared: The LORD of hosts is his name.

For I am the LORD your God, who stirs up the sea so that its waves roar. the LORD of Armies is his name.

Je mets mes paroles dans ta bouche, Et je te couvre de l’ombre de ma main, Pour étendre de nouveaux cieux et fonder une nouvelle terre, Et pour dire à Sion: Tu es mon peuple!

Y en tu boca he puesto mis palabras, y con la sombra de mi mano te cubrí, para que plantase los cielos y fundase la tierra, y que dijese á Sión: Pueblo mío eres tú.

And I have put my words in thy mouth, and I have covered thee in the shadow of mine hand, that I may plant the heavens, and lay the foundations of the earth, and say unto Zion, Thou art my people.

I have put my words in your mouth and have covered you in the shadow of my hand, that I may plant the heavens, and lay the foundations of the earth, and tell Zion, ‘You are my people.’”

Réveille-toi, réveille-toi! Lève-toi, Jérusalem, Qui as bu de la main de l’Éternel la coupe de sa colère, Qui as bu, sucé jusqu’à la lie la coupe d’étourdissement!

Despierta, despierta, levántate, oh Jerusalem, que bebiste de la mano de Jehová el cáliz de su furor; las heces del cáliz de aturdimiento bebiste, y chupaste.

Awake, awake, stand up, O Jerusalem, which hast drunk at the hand of the LORD the cup of his fury; thou hast drunken the dregs of the cup of trembling, and wrung them out.

Awake, awake! Stand up, Jerusalem, you who have drunk from the LORD’s hand the cup of his wrath. You have drunken the bowl of the cup of staggering, and drained it.

Il n’y en a aucun pour la conduire De tous les fils qu’elle a enfantés, Il n’y en a aucun pour la prendre par la main De tous les fils qu’elle a élevés.

De todos los hijos que parió, no hay quien la gobierne; ni quien la tome por su mano de todos los hijos que crió.

There is none to guide her among all the sons whom she hath brought forth; neither is there any that taketh her by the hand of all the sons that she hath brought up.

There is no one to guide her among all the sons to whom she has given birth; and there is no one who takes her by the hand among all the sons whom she has brought up.

Ces deux choses te sont arrivées: Qui te plaindra? Le ravage et la ruine, la famine et l’épée. Qui suis-je pour te consoler?

Estas dos cosas te han acaecido; ¿quién se dolerá de ti? asolamiento y quebrantamiento, hambre y espada. ¿Quién te consolará?

These two things are come unto thee; who shall be sorry for thee? desolation, and destruction, and the famine, and the sword: by whom shall I comfort thee?

These two things have happened to you— who will grieve with you?— desolation and destruction, and famine and the sword. How can I comfort you?

Tes fils en défaillance gisaient à tous les coins de rues, Comme le cerf dans un filet, Chargés de la colère de l’Éternel, Des menaces de ton Dieu.

Tus hijos desmayaron, estuvieron tendidos en las encrucijadas de todos los caminos, como buey montaraz en la red, llenos del furor de Jehová, de la ira del Dios tuyo.

Thy sons have fainted, they lie at the head of all the streets, as a wild bull in a net: they are full of the fury of the LORD, the rebuke of thy God.

Your sons have fainted. They lie at the head of all the streets, like an antelope in a net. They are full of the LORD’s wrath, the rebuke of your God.

C’est pourquoi, écoute ceci, malheureuse, Ivre, mais non de vin!

Oye pues ahora esto, miserable, ebria, y no de vino:

Therefore hear now this, thou afflicted, and drunken, but not with wine:

Therefore now hear this, you afflicted, and drunken, but not with wine:

Ainsi parle ton Seigneur, l’Éternel, Ton Dieu, qui défend son peuple: Voici, je prends de ta main la coupe d’étourdissement, La coupe de ma colère; Tu ne la boiras plus!

Así dijo tu Señor Jehová, y tu Dios, el cual pleitea por su pueblo: He aquí he quitado de tu mano el cáliz de aturdimiento, la hez del cáliz de mi furor; nunca más lo beberás:

Thus saith thy Lord the LORD, and thy God that pleadeth the cause of his people, Behold, I have taken out of thine hand the cup of trembling, even the dregs of the cup of my fury; thou shalt no more drink it again:

Your Lord GOD, your God who pleads the cause of his people, says, “Behold, I have taken out of your hand the cup of staggering, even the bowl of the cup of my wrath. You will not drink it any more.

Je la mettrai dans la main de tes oppresseurs, Qui te disaient: Courbe-toi, et nous passerons! Tu faisais alors de ton dos comme une terre, Comme une rue pour les passants.

Y ponerlo he en mano de tus angustiadores, que dijeron á tu alma: Encórvate, y pasaremos. Y tú pusiste tu cuerpo como tierra, y como camino, á los que pasan.

But I will put it into the hand of them that afflict thee; which have said to thy soul, Bow down, that we may go over: and thou hast laid thy body as the ground, and as the street, to them that went over.

I will put it into the hand of those who afflict you, who have said to your soul, ‘Bow down, that we may walk over you;’ and you have laid your back as the ground, like a street to those who walk over.”