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Martedi, 7 maggio 2024 - Santa Flavia ( Letture di oggi)

Psalms 16


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KING JAMES BIBLECATHOLIC PUBLIC DOMAIN
1 Preserve me, O God: for in thee do I put my trust.1 A Prayer of David. Lord, listen to my justice, attend to my supplication. Pay attention to my prayer, which is not from deceitful lips.
2 O my soul, thou hast said unto the LORD, Thou art my Lord: my goodness extendeth not to thee;2 Let my judgment proceed from your presence. Let your eyes behold fairness.
3 But to the saints that are in the earth, and to the excellent, in whom is all my delight.3 You have tested my heart and visited it by night. You have examined me by fire, and iniquity has not been found in me.
4 Their sorrows shall be multiplied that hasten after another god: their drink offerings of blood will I not offer, nor take up their names into my lips.4 Therefore, may my mouth not speak the works of men. I have kept to difficult ways because of the words of your lips.
5 The LORD is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup: thou maintainest my lot.5 Perfect my steps in your paths, so that my footsteps may not be disturbed.
6 The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places; yea, I have a goodly heritage.6 I have cried out because you, O God, have listened to me. Incline your ear to me and heed my words.
7 I will bless the LORD, who hath given me counsel: my reins also instruct me in the night seasons.7 Make your mercies wonderful, for you save those who hope in you.
8 I have set the LORD always before me: because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.8 From those who resist your right hand, preserve me like the pupil of your eye. Protect me under the shadow of your wings,
9 Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoiceth: my flesh also shall rest in hope.9 from the face of the impious who have afflicted me. My enemies have surrounded my soul.
10 For thou wilt not leave my soul in hell; neither wilt thou suffer thine Holy One to see corruption.10 They have concealed their fatness; their mouth has been speaking arrogantly.
11 Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore.11 They have cast me out, and now they have surrounded me. They have cast their eyes down to the earth.
12 They have taken me, like a lion ready for the prey, and like a young lion dwelling in hiding.
13 Rise up, O Lord, arrive before him and displace him. Deliver my soul from the impious one: your spear from the enemies of your hand.
14 Lord, divide them from the few of the earth in their life. Their gut has been filled from your hidden stores. They have been filled with sons, and they have bequeathed to their little ones the remainder.
15 But as for me, I will appear before your sight in justice. I will be satisfied when your glory appears.