F rom the uttermost part of the earth have we heard songs. Glory to the righteous! But I said, “I pine away! I pine away! woe is me!” The treacherous have dealt treacherously. Yes, the treacherous have dealt very treacherously.
Desde lo último de la tierra oímos que se canta: «¡Gloria al Justo!» Y yo digo: «¡Ay de mí! ¡Qué desdicha, qué desdicha! ¡Los traidores traicionan! ¡Y sólo saben traicionar!»
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