Salmos 70

1 Al maestro de coro. De David. En memoria. Ven a librarme, Dios mío, apresúrate, Yahvé, a socorrerme.

TO THE OVERSEER. BY DAVID. “TO CAUSE TO REMEMBER.” O God, [hurry] to deliver me, O YHWH, hurry to help me.

2 Confundidos y sonrojados queden los que buscan mi vida; vuelvan la espalda cubiertos de vergüenza los que se gozan de mis males.

Let them be ashamed and confounded Who are seeking my soul, Let them be turned backward and blush Who are desiring my evil.

3 Retrocedan llenos de confusión los que me dicen: “¡aja! ¡aja!”.

Let them turn back because of their shame, Who are saying, “Aha, aha.”

4 Mas alégrense en Ti y regocíjense todos los que te buscan; y los que aman tu auxilio digan siempre: “Dios es grande.”

Let all those seeking You rejoice and be glad in You, And let those loving Your salvation Continually say, “God is magnified.”

5 Yo soy miserable y doliente; mas Tú, oh Dios, ven en mi socorro. Mi amparo y mi libertador eres Tú; oh Yahvé, no tardes.

And I [am] poor and needy, O God, hurry to me, You [are] my help and my deliverer, O YHWH, do not linger!