Psalms 129

1 A Song of the going up. Great have been my troubles from the time when I was young (let Israel now say);

Mucho me han angustiado desde mi juventud, díga lo ahora Israel;

2 Great have been my troubles from the time when I was young, but my troubles have not overcome me.

Mucho me han angustiado desde mi juventud: mas no prevalecieron contra mí.

3 The ploughmen were ploughing on my back; long were the wounds they made.

Sobre mis espaldas araron gañanes: hicieron luengos surcos:

4 The Lord is true: the cords of the evil-doers are broken in two.

Mas Jehová justo, cortó las coyundas de los impíos.

5 Let all the haters of Zion be shamed and turned back.

Serán avergonzados, y vueltos atrás, todos los que aborrecen a Sión.

6 Let them be like the grass on the house-tops, which is dry before it comes to full growth.

Serán como la yerba de los tejados: que antes que salga, se seca;

7 He who gets in the grain has no use for it; and they do not make bands of it for the grain-stems.

De la cual no hinchió su mano segador; ni su brazo el que hace gavillas.

8 And those who go by do not say, The blessing of the Lord be on you; we give you blessing in the name of the Lord.

Ni dijeron los que pasaron: Bendición de Jehová sea sobre vosotros: os bendecimos en nombre de Jehová.