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129 Cántico gradual. MUCHO me han angustiado desde mi juventud, Puede decir ahora Israel;

Mucho me han angustiado desde mi juventud; Mas no prevalecieron contra mí.

Sobre mis espaldas araron los aradores: Hicieron largos surcos.

Jehová es justo; Cortó las coyundas de los impíos.

Serán avergonzados y vueltos atrás Todos los que aborrecen á Sión.

Serán como la hierba de los tejados, Que se seca antes que crezca:

De la cual no hinchió segador su mano, Ni sus brazos el que hace gavillas.

Ni dijeron los que pasaban: Bendición de Jehová sea sobre vosotros; Os bendecimos en el nombre de Jehová.

Psalm 129

A Song of [a]Ascents.

Many a time and much have they afflicted me from my youth up—let Israel now say—

Many a time and much have they afflicted me from my youth up, yet they have not prevailed against me.

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

The Lord is [uncompromisingly] righteous; He has cut asunder the thick cords by which the wicked [enslaved us].

Let them all be put to shame and turned backward who hate Zion.

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

With which the mower fills not his hand, nor the binder of sheaves his bosom—

While those who go by do not say, The blessing of the Lord be upon you! We bless you in the name of the Lord!

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 129:1 See Psalm 120 title footnote.

Psalm 129

A song of ascents.

“They have greatly oppressed(A) me from my youth,”(B)
    let Israel say;(C)
“they have greatly oppressed me from my youth,
    but they have not gained the victory(D) over me.
Plowmen have plowed my back
    and made their furrows long.
But the Lord is righteous;(E)
    he has cut me free(F) from the cords of the wicked.”(G)

May all who hate Zion(H)
    be turned back in shame.(I)
May they be like grass on the roof,(J)
    which withers(K) before it can grow;
a reaper cannot fill his hands with it,(L)
    nor one who gathers fill his arms.
May those who pass by not say to them,
    “The blessing of the Lord be on you;
    we bless you(M) in the name of the Lord.”

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

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

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

The Lord is righteous: he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.

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

Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, which withereth afore it groweth up:

Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand; nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom.

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