Néhémie 2:1

1 Et il arriva au mois de Nisan, la vingtième année du roi Artaxerxès, comme le vin était devant lui, que je pris le vin et le présentai au roi. Or, devant lui, je n'étais jamais triste.

Néhémie 2:1 Meaning and Commentary

Nehemiah 2:1

And it came to pass in the month Nisan; in the twentieth
year of Artaxerxes
It was still but in the twentieth year of his reign; for though Nisan or March was the first month of the year with the Jews, and from whence the reigns of their kings were dated {l}; yet, with other nations, Tisri or September was the beginning of the reigns of their kings F13; so that Chisleu or November being since, see ( Nehemiah 1:1 ) , it was no more in Nisan or March than the twentieth of the said king's reign, and was three or four months after Nehemiah had first heard of the distress of his people; which time he either purposely spent in fasting and prayer on that account, or until now his turn did not come about to exercise his office, in waiting upon the king as his cupbearer: but now it was

that wine was before him;
the king; it was brought and set in a proper place, from whence it might be taken for his use:

and I took up the wine, and gave it to the king;
according to Xenophon {n}, the cupbearer with the Persians and Medes used to take the wine out of the vessels into the cup, and pour some of it into their left hand, and sup it up, that, if there was any poison in it, the king might not be harmed, and then he delivered it to him upon three fingers {o}:

now I had not been before time sad in his presence;
but always pleasant and cheerful, so that the sadness of his countenance was the more taken notice of.


FOOTNOTES:

F12 Misn. Roshhashanah, c. 1. sect. 3.
F13 T. Bab. Rashhashanah, fol. 3. 1.
F14 Cyropaedia, l. 1. c. 11.
F15 Vid. Heliodor. Ethiopic. l. 7. c. 27.

Néhémie 2:1 In-Context

1 Et il arriva au mois de Nisan, la vingtième année du roi Artaxerxès, comme le vin était devant lui, que je pris le vin et le présentai au roi. Or, devant lui, je n'étais jamais triste.
2 Mais le roi me dit: Pourquoi as-tu mauvais visage, puisque tu n'es point malade? Cela ne vient que de quelque tristesse de cœur. Alors je craignis fort;
3 Et je répondis au roi: Que le roi vive à jamais! Comment n'aurais-je pas mauvais visage, quand la ville, lieu des tombeaux de mes pères, demeure désolée, et que ses portes ont été consumées par le feu?
4 Et le roi me dit: Que me demandes-tu? Alors je priai le Dieu des cieux;
5 Puis je dis au roi: Si le roi le trouve bon, et si ton serviteur t'est agréable, envoie-moi en Juda, vers la ville des tombeaux de mes pères, pour la rebâtir.
The Ostervald translation is in the public domain.