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Giovedi, 2 maggio 2024 - Sant´ Atanasio ( Letture di oggi)

Psalms 141


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KING JAMES BIBLENEW AMERICAN BIBLE
1 LORD, I cry unto thee: make haste unto me; give ear unto my voice, when I cry unto thee.1 A psalm of David. LORD, I call to you; come quickly to help me; listen to my plea when I call.
2 Let my prayer be set forth before thee as incense; and the lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice.2 Let my prayer be incense before you; my uplifted hands an evening sacrifice.
3 Set a watch, O LORD, before my mouth; keep the door of my lips.3 Set a guard, LORD, before my mouth, a gatekeeper at my lips.
4 Incline not my heart to any evil thing, to practise wicked works with men that work iniquity: and let me not eat of their dainties.4 Do not let my heart incline to evil, or yield to any sin. I will never feast upon the fine food of evildoers.
5 Let the righteous smite me; it shall be a kindness: and let him reprove me; it shall be an excellent oil, which shall not break my head: for yet my prayer also shall be in their calamities.5 Let the just strike me; that is kindness; let them rebuke me; that is oil for my head. All this I shall not refuse, but will pray despite these trials.
6 When their judges are overthrown in stony places, they shall hear my words; for they are sweet.6 When their leaders are cast over the cliff, all will learn that my prayers were heard.
7 Our bones are scattered at the grave's mouth, as when one cutteth and cleaveth wood upon the earth.7 As when a farmer plows a field into broken clods, so their bones will be strewn at the mouth of Sheol.
8 But mine eyes are unto thee, O GOD the Lord: in thee is my trust; leave not my soul destitute.8 My eyes are upon you, O GOD, my Lord; in you I take refuge; do not strip me of life.
9 Keep me from the snares which they have laid for me, and the gins of the workers of iniquity.9 Guard me from the trap they have set for me, from the snares of evildoers.
10 Let the wicked fall into their own nets, whilst that I withal escape.10 Into their own nets let all the wicked fall, while I make good my own escape.