Salmos 43

Unto the end, for the sons of Core, to give understanding.

JÚZGAME, oh Dios, y aboga mi causa: líbrame de gente impía, del hombre de engaño é iniquidad.

Judge me, O God, and plead my cause against an ungodly nation: O deliver me from the deceitful and unjust man.

Vindicate me, God, and plead my cause against an ungodly nation. Oh, deliver me from deceitful and wicked men.

We have heard, O God, with our ears: our fathers have declared to us, The work thou hast wrought in their days, and in the days of old.

Pues que tú eres el Dios de mi fortaleza, ¿por qué me has desechado? ¿por qué andaré enlutado por la opresión del enemigo?

For thou art the God of my strength: why dost thou cast me off? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

For you are the God of my strength. Why have you rejected me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

Thy hand destroyed the Gentiles, and thou plantedst them: thou didst afflict the people and cast them out.

Envía tu luz y tu verdad: éstas me guiarán, me conducirán al monte de tu santidad, y á tus tabernáculos.

O send out thy light and thy truth: let them lead me; let them bring me unto thy holy hill, and to thy tabernacles.

Oh, send out your light and your truth. Let them lead me. Let them bring me to your holy hill, to your tents.

For they got not the possession of the land by their own sword: neither did their own arm save them. But thy right hand and thy arm, and the light of thy countenance: because thou wast pleased with them.

Y entraré al altar de Dios, al Dios alegría de mi gozo; y alabaréte con arpa, oh Dios, Dios mío.

Then will I go unto the altar of God, unto God my exceeding joy: yea, upon the harp will I praise thee, O God my God.

Then I will go to the altar of God, to God, my exceeding joy. I will praise you on the harp, God, my God.

Thou art thyself my king and my God, who commandest the saving of Jacob.

¿Por qué te abates, oh alma mía, y por qué te conturbas en mí? Espera á Dios; porque aun le tengo de alabar; es él salvamento delante de mí, y el Dios mío.

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.

Why are you in despair, my soul? Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God! For I shall still praise him: my Savior, my helper, and my God.

Through thee we will push down our enemies with the horn: and through thy name we will despise them that rise up against us.

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For I will not trust in my bow: neither shall my sword save me.

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But thou hast saved us from them that afflict us: and hast put them to shame that hate us.

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In God shall we glory all the day long: and in thy name we will give praise for ever.

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But now thou hast cast us off, and put us to shame: and thou , O God, wilt not go out with our armies.

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Thou hast made us turn our back to our enemies: and they that hated us plundered for themselves.

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Thou hast given us up like sheep to be eaten: thou hast scattered us among the nations.

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Thou hast sold thy people for no price: and there was no reckoning in the exchange of them.

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Thou hast made us a reproach to our neighbours, a scoff and derision to them that are round about us.

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Thou hast made us a byword among the Gentiles: a shaking of the head among the people.

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All the day long my shame is before me: and the confusion of my face hath covered me,

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At the voice of him that reproacheth and detracteth me: at the face of the enemy and persecutor.

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All these things have come upon us, yet we have not forgotten thee: and we have not done wickedly in thy covenant.

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And our heart hath not turned back: neither hast thou turned aside our steps from thy way.

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For thou hast humbled us in the place of affliction: and the shadow of death hath covered us.

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If we have forgotten the name of our God, and if we have spread forth our hands to a strange god:

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Shall not God search out these things: for he knoweth the secrets of the heart. Because for thy sake we are killed all the day long: we are counted as sheep for the slaughter.

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Arise, why sleepest thou, O Lord? arise, and cast us not off to the end.

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Why turnest thou thy face away? and forgettest our want and our trouble?

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For our soul is humbled down to the dust: our belly cleaveth to the earth.

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Arise, O Lord, help us and redeem us for thy name's sake.

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