The Book of Psalms — Liber Psalmorum
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Psalm 7
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Knox Bible><Vulgate><Douay-Rheims
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(A lament of David’s, which he sang to the Lord because of Chus, the Benjamite.)
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Psalmus David, quem cantavit Domino pro verbis Chusi, filii Jemini.
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The psalm of David, which he sung to the Lord, for the words of Chusi, the son of Jemini. (2 Kings 16.)
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O Lord my God, my confidence is in thee; save me from all my pursuers, and grant me deliverance:
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Domine Deus meus, in te speravi; salvum me fac ex omnibus persequentibus me, et libera me:
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O Lord, my God, in thee have I put my trust: save me from all them that persecute me, and deliver me.
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else must I fall a helpless prey to the lion, be torn in pieces, with none to bring me aid.
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nequando rapiat ut leo animam meam, dum non est qui redimat, neque qui salvum faciat.
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Lest at any time he seize upon my soul like a lion, while there is no one to redeem me, nor to save.
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O Lord my God, if I too have been at fault, if these hands are stained with guilt;
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Domine Deus meus, si feci istud, si est iniquitas in manibus meis,
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O Lord, my God, if I have done this thing, if there be iniquity in my hands:
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if I have been a false friend, and not rather spared even those that wronged me,
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si reddidi retribuentibus mihi mala, decidam merito ab inimicis meis inanis.
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If I have rendered to them that repaid me evils, let me deservedly fall empty before my enemies.
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then indeed let some enemy overtake me with his relentless pursuit, trample me to earth, and level my pride with the dust!
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Persequatur inimicus animam meam, et comprehendat; et conculcet in terra vitam meam, et gloriam meam in pulverem deducat.
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Let the enemy pursue my soul, and take it, and tread down my life, on the earth, and bring down my glory to the dust.
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Lord, rise up in thy anger, countervail the malice of my enemies; bestir thyself, O Lord my God, in defence of the laws thou thyself hast given us.
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Exsurge, Domine, in ira tua, et exaltare in finibus inimicorum meorum: et exsurge, Domine Deus meus, in præcepto quod mandasti,
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Rise up, O Lord, in thy anger: and be thou exalted in the borders of my enemies. And arise, O Lord, my God, in the precept which thou hast commanded:
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All the nations will gather about thee, if thou wilt come back to thy throne and rule them,
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et synagoga populorum circumdabit te: et propter hanc in altum regredere:
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and a congregation of people shall surround thee. And for their sakes return thou on high.
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the Lord judging the nations! Give me redress, Lord, in my uprightness, in all the innocence of my heart.
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Dominus judicat populos. Judica me, Domine, secundum justitiam meam, et secundum innocentiam meam super me.
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The Lord judgeth the people. Judge me, O Lord, according to my justice, and according to my innocence in me.
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Surely thou wilt put an end to the wrong-doing of the wicked, and prosper the innocent; no thought or desire of ours can escape the scrutiny of thy divine justice.
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Consumetur nequitia peccatorum, et diriges justum, scrutans corda et renes, Deus.
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The wickedness of sinners shall be brought to nought: and thou shalt direct the just: the searcher of hearts and reins is God.
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From the Lord, refuge of true hearts, my protection comes.
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Justum adjutorium meum a Domino, qui salvos facit rectos corde.
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Just is my help from the Lord: who saveth the upright of heart.
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God judges ever true; day by day his indignation mounts up;
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Deus judex justus, fortis, et patiens; numquid irascitur per singulos dies?
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God is a just judge, strong and patient: is he angry every day?
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if they do not repent, his sword will flash bright; he has bent and aimed his bow;
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Nisi conversi fueritis, gladium suum vibrabit; arcum suum tetendit, et paravit illum.
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Except you will be converted, he will brandish his sword: he hath bent his bow, and made it ready.
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deadly are the weapons he is preparing for them; he has barbed his arrows with fire.
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Et in eo paravit vasa mortis, sagittas suas ardentibus effecit.
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And in it he hath prepared the instruments of death, he hath made ready his arrows for them that burn.
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Here was a heart pregnant with malice, that conceived only spite, and gave birth only to empty promise!
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Ecce parturiit injustitiam; concepit dolorem, et peperit iniquitatem.
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Behold he hath been in labour with injustice; he hath conceived sorrow, and brought forth iniquity.
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Here was one who dug a pit and sunk it deep, and fell into a snare of his own setting!
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Lacum aperuit, et effodit eum; et incidit in foveam quam fecit.
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He hath opened a pit and dug it: and he is fallen into the hole he made.
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All his spite will recoil on himself, all his violence will fall his own head.
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Convertetur dolor ejus in caput ejus, et in verticem ipsius iniquitas ejus descendet.
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His sorrow shall be turned on his own head: and his iniquity shall come down upon his crown.
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I will ever thank the Lord for his just retribution, singing praises to the name of the Lord, the most High.
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Confitebor Domino secundum justitiam ejus, et psallam nomini Domini altissimi.
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I will give glory to the Lord according to his justice: and will sing to the name of the Lord the most high.