Psalms 60

1 For the Chief Musician. To the tune of “The Lily of the Covenant.” A teaching poem by David, when he fought with Aram Naharaim and with Aram Zobah, and Joab returned, and killed twelve thousand of Edom in the Valley of Salt. God, you have rejected us. You have broken us down. You have been angry. Restore us, again.

Dios, desechástenos, disipástenos; airástete, vuélvete a nosotros.

2 You have made the land tremble. You have torn it. Mend its fractures, for it quakes.

Hiciste temblar la tierra, abrístela; sana sus quebraduras, porque titubea.

3 You have shown your people hard things. You have made us drink the wine that makes us stagger.

Hiciste ver a tu pueblo duras cosas: hicístenos beber vino de temblor.

4 You have given a banner to those who fear you, that it may be displayed because of the truth. (Selah)

Has dado a los que te temen una bandera que alcen por amor de la verdad. (Selah)

5 So that your beloved may be delivered, save with your right hand, and answer us.

Para que se escapen tus amados: salva con tu diestra, y óyeme.

6 God has spoken from his sanctuary: “I will triumph. I will divide Shechem, and measure out the valley of Succoth.

Dios habló en su santidad: Yo me alegraré: partiré a Siquem, y mediré al valle de Socot.

7 Gilead is mine, and Manasseh is mine. Ephraim also is the defense of my head. Judah is my scepter.

Mío es Galaad, y mío es Manasés: y Efraím es la fortaleza de mi cabeza; Judá mi legislador;

8 Moab is my wash basin. I will throw my sandal on Edom. I shout in triumph over Philistia.”

Moab, la olla de mi lavatorio: sobre Edom echaré mi zapato; sobre mí triunfa, o! Palestina.

9 Who will bring me into the strong city? Who has led me to Edom?

¿Quién me llevará a la ciudad fortalecida? ¿quién me llevará hasta Idumea?

10 Haven’t you, God, rejected us? You don’t go out with our armies, God.

Ciertamente tú, o! Dios, que nos habías desechado; y no salías, o! Dios, con nuestros ejércitos.

11 Give us help against the adversary, for the help of man is vain.

Dános socorro contra el enemigo, que vana es la salud de los hombres.

12 Through God we will do valiantly, for it is he who will tread down our adversaries.

En Dios haremos proezas; y él pisará nuestros enemigos.