Psalms 70

1 Unto the end, a psalm for David, to bring to remembrance that the Lord saved him. O God, come to my assistance; O Lord, make haste to help me.

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

2 Let them be confounded and ashamed that seek my soul:

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

3 Let them be turned backward, and blush for shame that desire evils to me: Let them be presently turned away blushing for shame that say to me: Tis well, tis well.

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

4 Let all that seek thee rejoice and be glad in thee; and let such as love thy salvation say always: The Lord be magnified.

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

5 But I am needy and poor; O God, help me. Thou art my helper and my deliverer: O Lord, make no delay.

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