Salmos 70

1Al maestro de coro. De David. En memoria.

2Ven a librarme, Dios mío, apresúrate, Yahvé, a socorrerme.

3Confundidos y sonrojados queden los que buscan mi vida; vuelvan la espalda cubiertos de vergüenza los que se gozan de mis males.

4Retrocedan llenos de confusión los que me dicen: “¡aja! ¡aja!”.

5Mas alégrense en Ti y regocíjense todos los que te buscan; y los que aman tu auxilio digan siempre: “Dios es grande.”

6Yo soy miserable y doliente; mas Tú, oh Dios, ven en mi socorro. Mi amparo y mi libertador eres Tú; oh Yahvé, no tardes.

1In finem. Psalmus David in rememorationem, quod salvum fecerit eum Dominus.

2[Deus, in adjutorium meum intende; Domine, ad adjuvandum me festina.

3Confundantur, et revereantur, qui quærunt animam meam.

4Avertantur retrorsum, et erubescant, qui volunt mihi mala; avertantur statim erubescentes qui dicunt mihi: Euge, euge !

5Exsultent et lætentur in te omnes qui quærunt te; et dicant semper: Magnificetur Dominus, qui diligunt salutare tuum.

6Ego vero egenus et pauper sum; Deus, adjuva me. Adjutor meus et liberator meus es tu; Domine, ne moreris.]

1Unto the end, a psalm for David, to bring to remembrance that the Lord saved him.

2O God, come to my assistance; O Lord, make haste to help me.

3Let them be confounded and ashamed that seek my soul:

4Let them be turned backward, and blush for shame that desire evils to me: Let them be presently turned away blushing for shame that say to me: Tis well, tis well.

5Let all that seek thee rejoice and be glad in thee; and let such as love thy salvation say always: The Lord be magnified.

6But I am needy and poor; O God, help me. Thou art my helper and my deliverer: O Lord, make no delay.