Psalms 129

1 A Song of Ascents. Many times they have afflicted me from my youth up. Let Israel now say:

Muchas veces me persiguieron desde mi juventud. Que [lo] diga ahora Israel:

2 many times they have afflicted me from my youth up, yet they have not prevailed against me.

Muchas veces me persiguieron desde mi juventud, Pero no prevalecieron contra mí.

3 The ploughers ploughed on my back. They made their furrows long.

Los aradores araron sobre mi espalda. Hicieron largos surcos.

4 The LORD is righteous. He has cut apart the cords of the wicked.

Yavé es justo, Cortó las cuerdas de los perversos.

5 Let them be disappointed and turned backward, all those who hate Zion.

Sean avergonzados y vueltos atrás Todos los que aborrecen a Sion.

6 Let them be as the grass on the housetops, which withers before it grows up,

Sean como [la] hierba de las azoteas Que se marchita antes de crecer,

7 with which the reaper doesn’t fill his hand, nor he who binds sheaves, his bosom.

Con la cual el cosechero no llena su mano, Ni el regazo el que ata manojos.

8 Neither do those who go by say, “The blessing of the LORD be on you. We bless you in the LORD’s name.”

Ni le dicen los que pasan: La bendición de Yavé sea sobre ustedes, Los bendecimos en el Nombre de Yavé.