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In Dómino confído : quómodo dícitis ánimæ meæ: * Tránsmigra in montem
sicut passer?
2 Quóniam ecce peccatóres intendérunt arcum, paravérunt sagíttas
suas in pháretra, * ut sagíttent in obscúro rectos corde.
3 Quóniam quæ perfecísti, destruxérunt: * justus autem quid fecit? |
In the Lord do
I put
my trust : how say ye then to my soul, * that she should flee as a bird
unto the hill?
2 For lo, the ungodly bend their bow, and make ready their
arrows within the quiver, * that they may shoot in the dark at them which are
true of heart.
3 For they have destroyed the things which thou hast made : * and what hath the
righteous done? |
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4 Dóminus
in templo sancto suo, * Dóminus in cælo sedes ejus.
5 Oculi ejus in páuperem respíciunt: * pálpebræ ejus
intérrogant fílios hóminum.
6 Dóminus intérrogat justum et ímpium: * qui autem díligit
iniquitátem, odit ánimam suam.
7 Pluet super peccatóres láqueos: * ignis, et sulphur, et spíritus
procellárum pars cálicis eórum.
8 Quóniam justus Dóminus, et justítias diléxit: * æquitátem vidit
vultus ejus. |
4 The Lord is in his holy temple; * the
Lord's seat is in heaven.
5 His eyes consider the poor, * and his eyelids try the
children of men.
6 The Lord trieth the righteous and the wicked : * but he
that delighteth in wickedness, abhoreth his own soul.
7 Upon the ungodly he shall rain snares, * fire and brimstone,
storm and tempest shall be their portion to drink.
8 For the Lord is righteous and loveth righteousness; * his
countenance hath beholden the thing that is just. |