In finem, in carminibus. Psalmus David.

(To the choir-master. On stringed instruments. A psalm. Of David. )

Unto the end, in verses. A psalm for David.

Cum invocarem exaudivit me Deus justitiæ meæ, in tribulatione dilatasti mihi. Miserere mei, et exaudi orationem meam.

When I call on thy name, listen to me, O God, and grant redress; still, in time of trouble, thou hast brought me relief; have pity on me now, and hear my prayer.

When I called upon him, the God of my justice heard me: when I was in distress, thou hast enlarged me. Have mercy on me: and hear my prayer.

Filii hominum, usquequo gravi corde? ut quid diligitis vanitatem, et quæritis mendacium?

Great ones of the world, will your hearts always be hardened, will you never cease setting your heart on shadows, following a lie?

O ye sons of men, how long will you be dull of heart? why do you love vanity, and seek after lying?

Et scitote quoniam mirificavit Dominus sanctum suum; Dominus exaudiet me cum clamavero ad eum.

To the souls he loves, be sure the Lord shews wondrous favour; whenever I call on his name, the Lord will hear me.

Know ye also that the Lord hath made his holy one wonderful: the Lord will hear me when I shall cry unto him.

Irascimini, et nolite peccare; quæ dicitis in cordibus vestris, in cubilibus vestris compungimini.

Tremble, and sin no more; take thought, as you lie awake, in the silence of your hearts.

Be ye angry, and sin not: the things you say in your hearts, be sorry for them upon your beds.

Sacrificate sacrificium justitiæ, et sperate in Domino. Multi dicunt: Quis ostendit nobis bona?

Offer sacrifices with due observance, and put your trust in the Lord. There are many that cry out for a sight of better times;

Offer up the sacrifice of justice, and trust in the Lord: many say, Who sheweth us good things?

Signatum est super nos lumen vultus tui, Domine: dedisti lætitiam in corde meo.

do thou, then, Lord, shew us the sunshine of thy favour.

The light of thy countenance, O Lord, is signed upon us: thou hast given gladness in my heart.

A fructu frumenti, vini, et olei sui, multiplicati sunt.

Never did rich harvests of corn and wine bring gladness like the gladness thou puttest into my heart.

By the fruit of their corn, their wine, and oil, they are multiplied:

In pace in idipsum dormiam, et requiescam;

Even as I lie down, sleep comes, and with sleep tranquillity;

In peace in the self same I will sleep, and I will rest:

quoniam tu, Domine, singulariter in spe constituisti me.

what need, Lord, of aught but thyself to bring me confidence?

For thou, O Lord, singularly hast settled me in hope.