Salmos 31

1Al maestro de coro. Salmo de David.

2En Ti, Yahvé, me refugio; no quede yo nunca confundido; sálvame con tu justicia.

3Inclina a mí tu oído, apresúrate a librarme. Sé para mí la roca de seguridad, la fortaleza donde me salves.

4Porque Tú eres mi peña y mi baluarte, y por la gloria de tu nombre, cuidarás de mí y me conducirás.

5Tú me sacarás de la red, que ocultamente me tendieron, porque eres mi protector.

6En tus manos encomiendo mi espíritu. ¡Tú me redimirás, oh Yahvé, Dios fiel!

7Aborreces a los que dan culto a vanos ídolos, mas yo pongo mi confianza en Yahvé.

8Rebosaré de gozo y alegría por tu compasión; pues Tú ves mi miseria, y has socorrido a mi alma en sus angustias;

9nunca me entregaste en manos del enemigo, sino que afianzaste mis pies en lugar espacioso.

10Ten piedad de mí, Yahvé, porque estoy conturbado; mis ojos decaen de tristeza, mi alma y mi cuerpo desfallecen juntamente.

11Porque mi vida se va acabando entre dolores y mis años entre gemidos. Mi vigor ha flaqueado en la aflicción, y se han debilitado mis huesos.

12He venido a ser objeto de oprobio para todos mis enemigos, de burla para mis vecinos y de horror para mis amigos: los que me encuentran por la calle se apartan de mí;

13como si hubiera muerto, se ha borrado mi recuerdo de sus corazones; he llegado a ser como una vasija rota.

14Oigo el hablar malévolo de muchos, y esparcir el espanto en torno mío. Mientras a una se conjuran contra mí, han pensado en quitarme la vida.

15Pero yo confío en Ti, Yahvé; digo: “Tú eres mi Dios.”

16Mi destino está en tu mano; sácame del poder de mis enemigos y de mis perseguidores.

17Muestra a tu siervo tu rostro sereno; sálvame por tu misericordia.

18Oh Yahvé, no tenga yo que avergonzarme por haberte invocado; avergonzados queden los impíos y reducidos al silencio del abismo.

19Enmudezcan esos labios mentirosos que, con soberbia y menosprecio, hablan inicuamente contra el justo.

20¡Oh cuán grande, Señor, es la bondad que reservas para los que te temen, y concedes a quienquiera recurre a Ti delante de los hombres!

21Tú proteges a cada uno con tu propio rostro, frente a la conspiración de los hombres; en tu tienda los escondes del azote de las lenguas.

22Bendito sea Yahvé, porque en ciudad fuerte ha mostrado su admirable misericordia para conmigo.

23Verdad que yo, en mi perturbación, llegué a decir: “Separado estoy de tu vista”; mas Tú oíste la voz de mi súplica cuando grité hacia Ti.

24Amad a Yahvé, todos sus santos, pues Yahvé protege a los fieles, mientras retribuye plenamente a los que obran con soberbia.

25¡Animaos y confortad vuestro corazón, todos los que esperáis en Yahvé!

1In finem. Psalmus David, pro extasi.

2[In te, Domine, speravi; non confundar in æternum: in justitia tua libera me.

3Inclina ad me aurem tuam; accelera ut eruas me. Esto mihi in Deum protectorem, et in domum refugii, ut salvum me facias:

4quoniam fortitudo mea et refugium meum es tu; et propter nomen tuum deduces me et enutries me.

5Educes me de laqueo hoc quem absconderunt mihi, quoniam tu es protector meus.

6In manus tuas commendo spiritum meum; redemisti me, Domine Deus veritatis.

7Odisti observantes vanitates supervacue; ego autem in Domino speravi.

8Exsultabo, et lætabor in misericordia tua, quoniam respexisti humilitatem meam; salvasti de necessitatibus animam meam.

9Nec conclusisti me in manibus inimici: statuisti in loco spatioso pedes meos.

10Miserere mei, Domine, quoniam tribulor; conturbatus est in ira oculus meus, anima mea, et venter meus.

11Quoniam defecit in dolore vita mea, et anni mei in gemitibus. Infirmata est in paupertate virtus mea, et ossa mea conturbata sunt.

12Super omnes inimicos meos factus sum opprobrium, et vicinis meis valde, et timor notis meis; qui videbant me foras fugerunt a me.

13Oblivioni datus sum, tamquam mortuus a corde; factus sum tamquam vas perditum:

14quoniam audivi vituperationem multorum commorantium in circuitu. In eo dum convenirent simul adversum me, accipere animam meam consiliati sunt.

15Ego autem in te speravi, Domine; dixi: Deus meus es tu;

16in manibus tuis sortes meæ: eripe me de manu inimicorum meorum, et a persequentibus me.

17Illustra faciem tuam super servum tuum; salvum me fac in misericordia tua.

18Domine, non confundar, quoniam invocavi te. Erubescant impii, et deducantur in infernum;

19muta fiant labia dolosa, quæ loquuntur adversus justum iniquitatem, in superbia, et in abusione.

20Quam magna multitudo dulcedinis tuæ, Domine, quam abscondisti timentibus te; perfecisti eis qui sperant in te in conspectu filiorum hominum !

21Abscondes eos in abscondito faciei tuæ a conturbatione hominum; proteges eos in tabernaculo tuo, a contradictione linguarum.

22Benedictus Dominus, quoniam mirificavit misericordiam suam mihi in civitate munita.

23Ego autem dixi in excessu mentis meæ: Projectus sum a facie oculorum tuorum: ideo exaudisti vocem orationis meæ, dum clamarem ad te.

24Diligite Dominum, omnes sancti ejus, quoniam veritatem requiret Dominus, et retribuet abundanter facientibus superbiam.

25Viriliter agite, et confortetur cor vestrum, omnes qui speratis in Domino.]

1Unto the end, a psalm for David, in an ecstasy.

2In thee, O Lord, have I hoped, let me never be confounded: deliver me in thy justice.

3Bow down thy ear to me: make haste to deliver me. Be thou unto me a God, a protector, and a house of refuge, to save me.

4For thou art my strength and my refuge; and for thy name’s sake thou wilt lead me, and nourish me.

5Thou wilt bring me out of this snare, which they have hidden for me: for thou art my protector.

6Into thy hands I commend my spirit: thou hast redeemed me, O Lord, the God of truth.

7Thou hast hated them that regard vanities, to no purpose. But I have hoped in the Lord:

8I will be glad and rejoice in thy mercy. For thou best regarded my humility, thou hast saved my soul out of distresses.

9And thou hast not shut me up in the hands of the enemy: thou hast set my feet in a spacious place.

10Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am afflicted: my eye is troubled with wrath, my soul, and my belly:

11For my life is wasted with grief: and my years in sighs. My strength is weakened through poverty and my bones are disturbed.

12I am become a reproach among all my enemies, and very much to my neighbours; and a fear to my acquaintance. They that saw me without fled from me.

13I am forgotten as one dead from the heart. I am become as a vessel that is destroyed.

14For I have heard the blame of many that dwell round about. While they assembled together against me, they consulted to take away my life.

15But I have put my trust in thee, O Lord: I said: Thou art my God.

16My lots are in thy hands. Deliver me out of the hands of my enemies; and from them that persecute me.

17Make thy face to shine upon thy servant; save me in thy mercy.

18Let me not be confounded, O Lord, for I have called upon thee. Let the wicked be ashamed, and be brought down to hell.

19Let deceitful lips be made dumb. Which speak iniquity against the just, with pride and abuse.

20O how great is the multitude of thy sweetness, O Lord, which thou hast hidden for them that fear thee! Which thou hast wrought for them that hope in thee, in the sight of the sons of men.

21Thou shalt hide them in the secret of thy face, from the disturbance of men. Thou shalt protect them in thy tabernacle from the contradiction of tongues.

22Blessed be the Lord, for he hath shewn his wonderful mercy to me in a fortified city.

23But I said in the excess of my mind: I am cast away from before thy eyes. Therefore thou hast heard the voice of my prayer, when I cried to thee.

24O love the Lord, all ye his saints: for the Lord will require truth, and will repay them abundantly that act proudly.

25Do ye manfully, and let your heart be strengthened, all ye that hope in the Lord.