Psalms 87

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¹ A Canticle Psalm to the sons of Korah. Unto the end. For Mahalath, to answer the understanding of Heman the Ezrahite.	¹ Des fils de Coré, Psaume cantique. Ses fondements sont sur les saintes montagnes. *
² O Lord, God of my salvation: I have cried out, day and night, in your presence.	² Le Seigneur aime les portes de Sion plus que toutes les tentes de Jacob.
³ Let my prayer enter in your sight. Incline your ear to my petition.	³ On a dit de toi des choses glorieuses, * ô cité de Dieu.
⁴ For my soul has been filled with evils, and my life has drawn near to Hell.	⁴ Je me souviendrai de Rahab et de Babylone, * qui Me connaissent. Voici que les étrangers, et Tyr, et le peuple d'Ethiopie * sont là, eux aussi.
⁵ I am considered to be among those who will descend into the pit. I have become like a man without assistance,	⁵ Ne dira-t-on pas à Sion: Un grand nombre d'hommes sont nés en elle, * et le Très-Haut Lui-même l'a fondée?
⁶ idle among the dead. I am like the wounded sleeping in sepulchers, whom you no longer remember, and who have been repelled by your hand.	⁶ Le Seigneur notera dans la description des peuples et des princes * ceux qui auront été en elle.
⁷ They have lain me in the lower pit: in dark places and in the shadow of death.	⁷ Ils sont tous dans la joie, * ceux qui habitent en toi.
⁸ Your fury has been confirmed over me. And you have brought all your waves upon me.
⁹ You have sent my acquaintances far from me. They have set me as an abomination to themselves. I was handed over, yet I did not depart.
¹⁰ My eyes languished before destitution. All day long, I cried out to you, O Lord. I stretched out my hands to you.
¹¹ Will you perform wonders for the dead? Or will physicians raise to life, and so confess to you?
¹² Could anyone declare your mercy in the sepulcher, or your truth from within perdition?
¹³ Will your wonders be known in the darkness, or your justice in the land of oblivion?
¹⁴ And I have cried out to you, O Lord, and in early morning, my prayer will come before you.
¹⁵ Lord, why do you reject my prayer? Why do you turn your face away from me?
¹⁶ I am poor, and I have been amid hardships from my youth. And, though I have been exalted, I am humbled and disturbed.
¹⁷ Your wrath has crossed into me, and your terrors have disturbed me.
¹⁸ They have surrounded me like water, all day long. They have surrounded me, all at once.
¹⁹ Friend and neighbor, and my acquaintances, you have sent far away from me, away from misery.