Psalms 144
1 I praise Yahweh, who is [like an overhanging] rock [under which I] ([get refuge/am protected])! He trains my hands so that I can use them to fight battles; he trains my fingers so that I can [shoot arrows in a war].
De David. Bendito sea Yahvé, mi piedra; Él adiestra mis manos para la pelea, mis dedos para la guerra;
2 He is the one who protects me; he is [like] a fortress [DOU] in which I am safe, he protects me [like] [protect soldiers] [MET], and he gives me refuge. He defeats [other] nations and [then] puts them under my power.
Él es mi alcázar y mi libertador, el broquel con que me cubro; Él es quien me somete los pueblos.
3 Yahweh, [we] people are [very insignificant/unimportant], so why (are you concerned/do you care about us) [RHQ]? [It is amazing to me that] you pay attention to humans.
Yahvé ¿qué es el hombre para que de él te ocupes, el hijo de hombre para que pienses en él?
4 [The time that we live is as short] as [SIM] a puff of wind; our time to live disappears like a shadow does.
El hombre es semejante al soplo del viento; sus días, como sombra que pasa.
5 Yahweh, (tear open/open up) the sky and come down! Touch the mountains in order that smoke will pour out from them!
Oh Yahvé, inclina tus cielos y desciende; toca los montes y humearán.
6 Cause lightning to flash with the result that [your enemies] will run away! Shoot your arrows [at them] and cause them to (run away/scatter).
Arroja tu rayo y dispérsalos, asesta tus flechas y desconciértalos.
7 [It is as though my enemies surround me like] a flood; reach your hand down from heaven and rescue me from them [SYN]. They are men from other countries
Extiende tu mano desde lo alto y arrebátame sálvame de las muchas aguas, del poder de gente extranjera,
8 who [SYN] [always] tell lies. [Even in a courtroom where they swear to tell the truth] they tell lies.
que con la boca habla mentiras, y con la diestra jura en falso.
9 God, I will sing a new song to you, and I will play my ten-stringed harp [while I sing] to you.
Quiero cantarte, oh Dios, un cántico nuevo, con el salterio de diez cuerdas te cantaré:
10 You enable kings to defeat [their enemies]; and you rescued me, your servant David, from [being killed by] my enemies’ swords.
“El que da la victoria a los reyes, que salvó a David, su siervo, de la fatal espada,
11 [So I ask you to] save me from [being killed by] the swords [that those] evil [people carry]. Rescue me from the power [MTY] of those foreigners who [SYN] [always] tell lies, and [who raise] their right hands [in courtrooms when they solemnly declare that they will tell the truth].
me ha salvado y me ha librado de la mano de gente extranjera, que con la boca habla mentiras y con la diestra jura en falso.
12 I wish/hope that our young sons will grow up to be like strong plants [SIM], and I wish/hope that our daughters will [grow up to] be [straight and tall] like the pillars [SIM] that stand in the corners of palaces.
Nuestros hijos son como plantas que crecen en la flor de su edad; nuestras hijas, como columnas de ángulo, talladas para adorno de un palacio.
13 I wish/hope that our barns will be full of many different crops. I wish/hope that the sheep in our fields will give birth to tens of thousands of baby lambs.
Nuestros graneros están llenos, rebosantes de toda clase de frutos. Nuestras ovejas, mil veces fecundas, se multiplican a miríadas en nuestros campos;
14 I wish/hope that our cows will give birth to many calves without having any miscarriages or deaths when they are born (OR, that no enemies will break through our city walls and take us (into exile/to their own countries)). I wish/hope that [there will not be a time when the people in] our streets cry out in distress [because foreign armies are invading].
nuestros bueyes son robustos. No hay brechas ni salidas en nuestros muros ni llanto en nuestras plazas.”
15 If good things like that happen to a nation, the people will be very happy. The people whose God is Yahweh are the ones who will be happy!
Dichoso el pueblo que tanto tiene; dichoso el pueblo cuyo Dios es Yahvé.
