Salmos 129

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

A song of ascents. “Often since my youth they have attacked me,” let Israel say.

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

“Often since my youth they have attacked me, yet they have not defeated me.

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

The plowers plowed on my back; they made their furrows long.

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

Yahweh is righteous; he has cut the ropes of the wicked.”

5 Retrocedan confundidos cuantos odian a Sión.

May they all be put to shame and turned back, those who hate Zion.

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

May they be like the grass on the housetops that withers before it grows up,

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

that cannot fill the reaper's hand or the chest of the one who binds bundles of grain together.

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

May those who pass by not say, “May the blessing of Yahweh be on you; we bless you in the name of Yahweh.”