The Book of Psalms — Liber Psalmorum
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Psalm 39
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Vulgate><Douay-Rheims><Knox Bible
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In finem. Psalmus ipsi David.
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Unto the end, a psalm for David himself.
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(To the choir-master. Of David. A psalm.)
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Exspectans exspectavi Dominum, et intendit mihi.
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With expectation I have waited for the Lord, and he was attentive to me.
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Patiently I waited for the Lord’s help, and at last he turned his look towards me;
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Et exaudivit preces meas, et eduxit me de lacu miseriæ et de luto fæcis. Et statuit super petram pedes meos, et direxit gressus meos.
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And he heard my prayers, and brought me out of the pit of misery and the mire of dregs. And he set my feet upon a rock, and directed my steps.
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he listened to my plea, drew me up out of a deadly pit, where the mire had settled deep, and gave me a foothold on the rock, with firm ground to tread.
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Et immisit in os meum canticum novum, carmen Deo nostro. Videbunt multi, et timebunt, et sperabunt in Domino.
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And he put a new canticle into my mouth, a song to our God. Many shall see, and shall fear: and they shall hope in the Lord.
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He has framed a new music on my lips, a song of praise to our God, to fill all that stand by with reverence, and with trust in the Lord.
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Beatus vir cujus est nomen Domini spes ejus, et non respexit in vanitates et insanias falsas.
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Blessed is the man whose trust is in the name of the Lord; and who hath not had regard to vanities, and lying follies.
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Happy is the man whose trust is there bestowed, who shuns the rites of strange gods, the lure of lies.
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Multa fecisti tu, Domine Deus meus, mirabilia tua; et cogitationibus tuis non est qui similis sit tibi. Annuntiavi et locutus sum: multiplicati sunt super numerum.
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Thou hast multiplied thy wonderful works, O Lord my God: and in thy thoughts there is no one like to thee. I have declared and I have spoken they are multiplied above number.
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O Lord my God, how long is the story of thy marvellous deeds! Was ever care like thine? How should I tell the tale of those mercies, past all numbering?
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Sacrificium et oblationem noluisti; aures autem perfecisti mihi. Holocaustum et pro peccato non postulasti;
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Sacrifice and oblation thou didst not desire; but thou hast pierced ears for me. Burnt offering and sin offering thou didst not require:
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No sacrifice, no offering was thy demand; enough that thou hast given me an ear ready to listen. Thou hast not found any pleasure in burnt-sacrifices, in sacrifices for sin.
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tunc dixi: Ecce venio. In capite libri scriptum est de me,
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then said I, Behold I come. In the head of the book it is written of me
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See then, I said, I am coming to fulfil what is written of me, where the book lies unrolled;
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ut facerem voluntatem tuam. Deus meus, volui, et legem tuam in medio cordis mei.
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that I should do thy will: O my God, I have desired it, and thy law in the midst of my heart.
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to do thy will, O my God, is all my desire, to carry out that law of thine which is written in my heart.
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Annuntiavi justitiam tuam in ecclesia magna; ecce labia mea non prohibebo: Domine, tu scisti.
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I have declared thy justice in a great church, lo, I will not restrain my lips: O Lord, thou knowest it.
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And I told the story of thy just dealings before a great throng; be witness, Lord, that I do not seal my lips.
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Justitiam tuam non abscondi in corde meo; veritatem tuam et salutare tuum dixi; non abscondi misericordiam tuam et veritatem tuam a concilio multo.
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I have not hid thy justice within my heart: I have declared thy truth and thy salvation. I have not concealed thy mercy and thy truth from a great council.
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Thy just dealings are no secret hidden away in my heart; I boast of thy faithful protection, proclaim that mercy, that faithfulness of thine for all to hear it.
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Tu autem, Domine, ne longe facias miserationes tuas a me; misericordia tua et veritas tua semper susceperunt me.
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Withhold not thou, O Lord, thy tender mercies from me: thy mercy and thy truth have always upheld me.
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Lord, do not withhold thy pity from me; let thy mercy and faithfulness be now, as ever, my shield.
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Quoniam circumdederunt me mala quorum non est numerus; comprehenderunt me iniquitates meæ, et non potui ut viderem. Multiplicatæ sunt super capillos capitis mei, et cor meum dereliquit me.
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For evils without number have surrounded me; my iniquities have overtaken me, and I was not able to see. They are multiplied above the hairs of my head: and my heart hath forsaken me.
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I am beset with evils past numbering, overtaken by my sins; they fill my prospect, countless as the hairs on my head; my courage fails me.
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Complaceat tibi, Domine, ut eruas me; Domine, ad adjuvandum me respice.
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Be pleased, O Lord to deliver me: look down, O Lord, to help me.
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Deign, Lord, to set me free; Lord, give heed and help.
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Confundantur et revereantur simul, qui quærunt animam meam ut auferant eam; convertantur retrorsum et revereantur, qui volunt mihi mala.
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Let them be confounded and ashamed together, that seek after my soul to take it away. Let them be turned backward and be ashamed that desire evils to me.
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Disappointment and shame be theirs, who lay plots against my life; may they slink away covered with confusion, who now rejoice over my downfall.
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Ferant confestim confusionem suam, qui dicunt mihi: Euge, euge!
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Let them immediately bear their confusion, that say to me: ’T is well, ’t is well.
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Joy, joy! is their cry; dumb-stricken let them stand, their hopes belied.
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Exsultent et lætentur super te omnes quærentes te; et dicant semper: Magnificetur Dominus, qui diligunt salutare tuum.
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Let all that seek thee rejoice and be glad in thee: and let such as love thy salvation say always: The Lord be magnified.
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Rejoicing and triumph for all the souls that look to thee; Praise to the Lord, will ever be their song, who now long for thy aid.
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Ego autem mendicus sum et pauper; Dominus sollicitus est mei. Adjutor meus et protector meus tu es; Deus meus, ne tardaveris.
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But I am a beggar and poor: the Lord is careful for me. Thou art my helper and my protector: O my God, be not slack.
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I, so helpless, so destitute, and the Lord is concerned for me! Thou art my champion and my refuge; do not linger, my God, do not linger on the way.