1Mucho me han angustiado desde mi juventud —que lo repita ahora Israel—,2mucho me han angustiado desde mi juventud, pero no han logrado vencerme.3Sobre la espalda me pasaron el arado, abriéndome en ella profundos[1] surcos.4Pero el SEÑOR, que es justo, me libró de las ataduras de los impíos.5Que retrocedan avergonzados todos los que odian a Sión.6Que sean como la hierba en el techo, que antes de crecer se marchita;7que no llena las manos del segador ni el regazo del que cosecha.8Que al pasar nadie les diga: «La bendición del SEÑOR sea con vosotros; os bendecimos en el nombre del SEÑOR».
Psalm 129
English Standard Version
They Have Afflicted Me from My Youth
1A Song of Ascents. “Greatly[1] have they afflicted me from my youth”— let Israel now say— (2Mo 1,14; Ri 3,8; Ri 3,14; Ri 4,3; Ri 6,2; Ri 10,8; Ps 120,1; Ps 124,1; Jes 47,12; Jer 2,2; Jer 22,21; Hos 2,15)2“Greatly have they afflicted me from my youth, yet they have not prevailed against me. (Ps 129,1; 2Kor 4,8)3The plowers plowed upon my back; they made long their furrows.” (Jes 50,6; Jes 51,23; Mi 3,12)4The Lord is righteous; he has cut the cords of the wicked. (Ps 2,3)5May all who hate Zion be put to shame and turned backward! (Ps 35,4)6Let them be like the grass on the housetops, which withers before it grows up, (2Kön 19,26; Hi 8,12; Ps 37,2; Jes 37,27)7with which the reaper does not fill his hand nor the binder of sheaves his arms,8nor do those who pass by say, “The blessing of the Lord be upon you! We bless you in the name of the Lord!” (Rut 2,4; Ps 118,26)