< Psalms 129 >

1 A Song of Ascents. Many a time, have they harassed me from my youth, well may Israel say:
Cántico gradual. Mucho me han combatido desde mi mocedad, exclame ahora Israel;
2 Many a time, have they harassed me from youth, yet have they not prevailed against me.
mucho me combatieron desde mi mocedad, mas no concluyeron conmigo.
3 Upon my back, have ploughmen ploughed, They have lengthened their furrow!
Sobre mis espaldas araron los aradores; abrieron largos surcos;
4 Yahweh, is righteous, He hath cut asunder the cords of the lawless.
mas Yahvé, el Justo, ha cortado las coyundas de los impíos.
5 Let all who hate Zion, be ashamed and shrink back:
Retrocedan confundidos cuantos odian a Sión.
6 Let them become like the grass of housetops, which, before it is pulled up, hath withered;
Sean como la hierba de los tejados, que se seca antes de crecer.
7 Wherewith no reaper, hath filled his hand, nor binder, his bosom:
No llena de ella su mano el segador, ni su regazo el que hace gavillas.
8 Neither have the passers-by ever said, The blessing of Yahweh, be unto you, —We have blessed you in the Name of Yahweh.
No dicen los transeúntes: “La bendición de Yahvé sea sobre vosotros.” “Os bendecimos en el Nombre de Yahvé.”

< Psalms 129 >