¶ From the uttermost part of the earth we have heard psalms, Glory to the righteous one. But I said, My leanness, my leanness, woe unto me! The treacherous dealers have dealt treacherously; yea, the treacherous dealers have dealt very treacherously.
Desde los confines de la tierra oímos cánticos: “Gloria al Justo.” Pero yo digo: “¡Pobre de mí! ¡Pobre de mí! ¡Ay de mí! Los traidores obran con perfidia, Con mucha perfidia obran los traidores.”
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