In finem, ipsi Idithun. Canticum David.

(To the choir-master, Idithun. A psalm. Of David.)

Unto the end, for Idithun himself, a canticle of David.

Dixi: Custodiam vias meas: ut non delinquam in lingua mea. Posui ori meo custodiam, cum consisteret peccator adversum me.

It was my resolve to live watchfully, and never use my tongue amiss; still, while I was in the presence of sinners, I kept my mouth gagged,

I said: I will take heed to my ways: that I sin not with my tongue. I have set a guard to my mouth, when the sinner stood against me.

Obmutui, et humiliatus sum, et silui a bonis; et dolor meus renovatus est.

dumb and patient, impotent for good. But indignation came back,

I was dumb, and was humbled, and kept silence from good things: and my sorrow was renewed.

Concaluit cor meum intra me; et in meditatione mea exardescet ignis.

and my heart burned within me, the fire kindled by my thoughts,

My heart grew hot within me: and in my meditation a fire shall flame out.

Locutus sum in lingua mea: Notum fac mihi, Domine, finem meum, et numerum dierum meorum quis est, ut sciam quid desit mihi.

so that at last I kept silence no longer.Lord, warn me of my end, and how few my days are; teach me to know my own insufficiency.

I spoke with my tongue: O Lord, make me know my end. And what is the number of my days: that I may know what is wanting to me.

Ecce mensurabiles posuisti dies meos, et substantia mea tamquam nihilum ante te. Verumtamen universa vanitas, omnis homo vivens.

See how thou hast measured my years with a brief span, how my life is nothing in thy reckoning! Nay, what is any man living but a breath that passes?

Behold thou hast made my days measurable: and my substance is as nothing before thee. And indeed all things are vanity: every man living.

Verumtamen in imagine pertransit homo; sed et frustra conturbatur: thesaurizat, et ignorat cui congregabit ea.

Truly man walks the world like a shadow; with what vain anxiety he hoards up riches, when he cannot tell who will have the counting of them!

Surely man passeth as an image: yea, and he is disquieted in vain. He storeth up: and he knoweth not for whom he shall gather these things.

Et nunc quæ est exspectatio mea: nonne Dominus? et substantia mea apud te est.

What hope then is mine, Lord? In thee alone I trust.

And now what is my hope? is it not the Lord? and my substance is with thee.

Ab omnibus iniquitatibus meis erue me: opprobrium insipienti dedisti me.

Clear me of that manifold guilt which makes me the laughing-stock of fools,

Deliver thou me from all my iniquities: thou hast made me a reproach to the fool.

Obmutui, et non aperui os meum, quoniam tu fecisti;

tongue-tied and uncomplaining, because I know that my troubles come from thee;

I was dumb, and I opened not my mouth, because thou hast done it.

amove a me plagas tuas.

spare me this punishment; I faint under thy powerful hand.

Remove thy scourges from me. The strength of thy hand hath made me faint in rebukes:

A fortitudine manus tuæ ego defeci in increpationibus: propter iniquitatem corripuisti hominem. Et tabescere fecisti sicut araneam animam ejus: verumtamen vane conturbatur omnis homo.

When thou dost chasten man to punish his sins, gone is all he loved, as if the moth had fretted it away; a breath that passes, and no more.

thou hast corrected man for iniquity. And thou hast made his soul to waste away like a spider: surely in vain is any man disquieted.

Exaudi orationem meam, Domine, et deprecationem meam; auribus percipe lacrimas meas. Ne sileas, quoniam advena ego sum apud te, et peregrinus sicut omnes patres mei.

Listen, Lord, to my prayer, let my cry reach thy hearing, and my tears win answer. What am I in thy sight but a passer-by, a wanderer, as all my fathers were?

Hear my prayer, O Lord, and my supplication: give ear to my tears. Be not silent: for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner as all my fathers were.

Remitte mihi, ut refrigerer priusquam abeam et amplius non ero.

Thy frown relax, give me some breath of comfort, before I go away and am known no more.

O forgive me, that I may be refreshed, before I go hence, and be no more.