Psalms 129

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

Mucho me han angustiado desde mi juventud, díga lo ahora Israel;

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

Mucho me han angustiado desde mi juventud: mas no prevalecieron contra mí.

3 The plowers plowed on my back. They made their furrows long.

Sobre mis espaldas araron gañanes: hicieron luengos surcos:

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

Mas Jehová justo, cortó las coyundas de los impíos.

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

Serán avergonzados, y vueltos atrás, todos los que aborrecen a Sión.

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

Serán como la yerba de los tejados: que antes que salga, se seca;

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

De la cual no hinchió su mano segador; ni su brazo el que hace gavillas.

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

Ni dijeron los que pasaron: Bendición de Jehová sea sobre vosotros: os bendecimos en nombre de Jehová.