Salmos 107

Moab the pot of my hope. Over Edom I will stretch out my shoe: the aliens are become my friends.

Los que moraban en tinieblas y sombra de muerte, aprisionados en aflicción y en hierros;

Such as sit in darkness and in the shadow of death, being bound in affliction and iron;

Some sat in darkness and in the shadow of death, being bound in affliction and iron,