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Domenica, 5 maggio 2024 - Beato Nunzio Sulprizio ( Letture di oggi)

Psalms 39


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1 For the leader, for Jeduthun. A psalm of David.1 Unto the end, for Idithun himself, a canticle of David.
2 I said, "I will watch my ways, lest I sin with my tongue; I will set a curb on my mouth."2 I said: I will take heed to my ways : that I sin not with my tongue. I have set guard to my mouth, when the sinner stood against me.
3 Dumb and silent before the wicked, I refrained from any speech. But my sorrow increased;3 I was dumb, and was humbled, and kept silence from good things : and my sorrow was renewed.
4 my heart smoldered within me. In my thoughts a fire blazed up, and I broke into speech:4 My heart grew hot within me : and in my meditation a fire shall flame out.
5 LORD, let me know my end, the number of my days, that I may learn how frail I am.5 I spoke with my tongue : O Lord, make me know my end. And what is the number of my days : that I may know what is wanting to me.
6 You have given my days a very short span; my life is as nothing before you. All mortals are but a breath. Selah6 Behold thou hast made my days measurable : and my substance is as nothing before thee. And indeed all things are vanity : every man living.
7 Mere phantoms, we go our way; mere vapor, our restless pursuits; we heap up stores without knowing for whom.7 Surely man passeth as an image : yea, and he is disquieted in vain. He storeth up : and he knoweth not for whom he shall gather these things.
8 And now, Lord, what future do I have? You are my only hope.8 And now what is my hope? is it not the Lord? and my substance is with thee.
9 From all my sins deliver me; let me not be the taunt of fools.9 Deliver thou me from all my iniquities : thou hast made me a reproach to the fool.
10 I was silent and did not open my mouth because you were the one who did this.10 I was dumb, and I opened not my mouth, because thou hast done it.
11 Take your plague away from me; I am ravaged by the touch of your hand.11 Remove thy scourges from me. The strength of thy hand hath made me faint in rebukes:
12 You rebuke our guilt and chasten us; you dissolve all we prize like a cobweb. All mortals are but a breath. Selah12 thou hast corrected man for iniquity. And thou hast made his soul to waste away like a spider : surely in vain is any man disquieted.
13 Listen to my prayer, LORD, hear my cry; do not be deaf to my weeping! I sojourn with you like a passing stranger, a guest, like all my ancestors.13 Hear my prayer, O Lord, and my supplication : give ear to my tears. Be not silent : for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner as all my fathers were.
14 Turn your gaze from me, that I may find peace before I depart to be no more.14 O forgive me, that I may be refreshed, before I go hence, and be no more.