Psalms 70

1 To the Chief Musician. David’s. To call to Remembrance. [Be pleased] O God, to rescue me, O Yahweh, to help me—make haste.

Oh ʼElohim, apresúrate a librarme. Apresúrate, oh Yavé, a socorrerme.

2 Let them turn pale and then at once blush, Who are seeking my life, —Let them draw back, and be confounded, Who are taking pleasure in my misfortune;

Sean avergonzados y humillados Los que buscan mi vida, Sean vueltos atrás y confundidos Los que desean mi mal.

3 Let them turn back, on account of their own shame, Who are saying, Aha! Aha!

Sean vueltos atrás a causa de su vergüenza Los que dicen: ¡Ea, ea!

4 Let all them be glad and rejoice in thee, Yea, let them, who are seekers of thee, —say continually, God be magnified! Who are lovers of thy salvation.

Regocíjense y alégrense en Ti todos los que te buscan. Y aquellos que aman tu salvación digan siempre: ¡Engrandecido sea ʼElohim!

5 But, I, being humbled and needy, O God, haste to me, —My help and my deliverer, art thou, O Yahweh do not tarry.

Pero yo estoy afligido y menesteroso. Oh ʼElohim, apresúrate a mí. Tú eres mi Ayudador y mi Libertador. Oh Yavé, no demores.