Psaume 129:7

7 Dont le moissonneur ne remplit pas sa main, ni le lieur de gerbes ses bras;

Psaume 129:7 Meaning and Commentary

Psalms 129:7

Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand
Such grass never rises high enough to be mowed, nor is of that account to have such pains taken with it; nor the quantity so large as to fill a mower's hand, and carry it away in his arms;

nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom;
when corn is mowed or reaped, the binders come and gather it up in their arms, and bind it in sheaves, and then bring it into the barn; but nothing of this kind is done with grass on the housetops. This represents the insignificancy and worthlessness of wicked men; who, when the harvest comes, the end of the world, will not be gathered in by the reapers, the angels, into Christ's garner into heaven as the wheat, the righteous will; but like the tares and chaff will be cast into unquenchable fire, ( Matthew 3:12 ) ( Luke 3:17 ) .

Psaume 129:7 In-Context

5 Tous ceux qui haïssent Sion seront rendus honteux et repoussés en arrière.
6 Ils seront comme l'herbe des toits, qui sèche avant qu'elle monte en tuyau;
7 Dont le moissonneur ne remplit pas sa main, ni le lieur de gerbes ses bras;
8 Et dont les passants ne disent pas: La bénédiction de l'Éternel soit sur vous! Nous vous bénissons au nom de l'Éternel!
The Ostervald translation is in the public domain.