Psalms 60

1 Unto the end, for them that shall be changed, for the inscription of a title, to David himself, for doctrine, When he set fire to Mesopotamia of Syria and Sobal and Joab returned and slew of Edom, in the vale of the saltpits, twelve thousand men. O God, thou hast cast us off, and hast destroyed us; thou hast been angry, and hast had mercy on us.

Oh ʼElohim, Tú nos rechasaste. Tú nos desechaste, rompiste nuestras defensas. Te airaste. Vuelve a nosotros.

2 Thou hast moved the earth, and hast troubled it: heal thou the breaches thereof, for it has been moved.

Hiciste temblar la tierra, la agrietaste. Repara sus grietas, porque se tambalea.

3 Thou hast shewn thy people hard things; thou hast made us drink wine of sorrow.

Hiciste sufrir a tu pueblo cosas duras. Nos hiciste beber vino de aturdimiento.

4 Thou hast given a warning to them that fear thee: that they may flee from before the bow: That thy beloved may be delivered.

Pero a tus fieles diste un estandarte Para que sea desplegado por causa de la verdad. (Selah)

5 Save me with thy right hand, and hear me.

Sálvanos con tu mano derecha, y respóndenos, Para que sean librados tus amados.

6 God hath spoken in his holy place: I will rejoice, and I will divide Sichem; and will mete out the vale of tabernacles.

ʼElohim respondió desde su Santuario: ¡Yo me alegraré! Repartiré a Siquem, Y mediré el valle de Sucot.

7 Galaad is mine, and Manasses is mine: and Ephraim is the strength of my head. Juda is my king:

Mío es Galaad y mío es Manasés, Efraín es el casco de mi cabeza, Judá, mi cetro,

8 Moab is the pot of my hope. Into Edom will I stretch out my shoe: to me the foreigners are made subject.

Moab, vasija para lavarme. Sobre Edom echaré mi sandalia, Y sobre Filistea lanzaré mi grito de victoria.

9 Who will bring me into the strong city? who will lead me into Edom?

¿Quién me conducirá a la ciudad fortificada? ¿Quién me guiará a Edom?

10 Wilt not thou, O God, who hast cast us off? and wilt not thou, O God, go out with our armies?

¿No eres Tú, oh ʼElohim, Quien nos rechazaste Y no sales con nuestros ejércitos, oh ʼElohim?

11 Give us help from trouble: for vain is the salvation of man.

Socórrenos ante el adversario, Porque vana es la liberación del hombre.

12 Through God we shall do mightily: and he shall bring to nothing them that afflict us.

Con ʼElohim haremos proezas. Él pisoteará a nuestros adversarios.