Salmos 129

1 Cántico gradual. Mucho me han combatido desde mi mocedad, exclame ahora Israel;

“A psalm of the steps, or the goings up.” Much have they afflicted me from my youth, May Israel now say;

2 mucho me combatieron desde mi mocedad, mas no concluyeron conmigo.

Much have they afflicted me from my youth, Yet have they not prevailed against me.

3 Sobre mis espaldas araron los aradores; abrieron largos surcos;

The ploughers ploughed up my back; They made long their furrows;

4 mas Yahvé, el Justo, ha cortado las coyundas de los impíos.

But the LORD was righteous; He cut asunder the cords of the wicked.

5 Retrocedan confundidos cuantos odian a Sión.

Let all be driven back with shame Who hate Zion!

6 Sean como la hierba de los tejados, que se seca antes de crecer.

Let them be as grass upon the house-tops, Which withereth before one pulleth it up;

7 No llena de ella su mano el segador, ni su regazo el que hace gavillas.

With which the reaper filleth not his hand, Nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom!

8 No dicen los transeúntes: “La bendición de Yahvé sea sobre vosotros.” “Os bendecimos en el Nombre de Yahvé.”

And they who pass by do not say, “The blessing of the LORD be upon you! We bless you in the name of the LORD!”