Salmos 141

I cried out to you, O Lord. I said: You are my hope, my portion in the land of the living.

Serán derribados en lugares peñascosos sus jueces, y oirán mis palabras, que son suaves.

When their judges are overthrown in stony places, they shall hear my words; for they are sweet.

Their judges are thrown down by the sides of the rock. They will hear my words, for they are well spoken.