Psalms 129

1 Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth, may Israel now say:

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

2 Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth: yet they have not prevailed against me.

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

3 The plowers plowed upon my back: they made long their furrows.

Sobre mis espaldas araron los aradores; abrieron largos surcos;

4 The LORD is righteous: he has cut asunder the cords of the wicked.

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

5 Let them all be confounded and turned back that hate Zion.

Retrocedan confundidos cuantos odian a Sión.

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

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

7 Wherewith the mower fills not his hand; nor he that binds sheaves his bosom.

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

8 Neither do they which go by say, The blessing of the LORD be upon you: we bless you in the name of the LORD.

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