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Domenica, 28 aprile 2024 - San Luigi Maria Grignion da Montfort ( Letture di oggi)

Psalms 39


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NEW JERUSALEMKING JAMES BIBLE
1 [For the choirmaster For Jeduthun Psalm Of David] I said, 'I wil watch how I behave so that I do notsin by my tongue. I will keep a muzzle on my mouth as long as any sinner is near.'1 I said, I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue: I will keep my mouth with a bridle, while the wicked is before me.
2 I stayed dumb, silent, speechless, but the sinner's prosperity redoubled my torment.2 I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred.
3 My heart had been smouldering within me, but at the thought of this it flared up and the words camebursting out,3 My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: then spake I with my tongue,
4 'Yahweh, let me know my fate, how much longer I have to live. Show me just how frail I am.4 LORD, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; that I may know how frail I am.
5 'Look, you have given me but a hand's breadth or two of life, the length of my life is as nothing to you.Every human being that stands on earth is a mere puff of wind,5 Behold, thou hast made my days as an handbreadth; and mine age is as nothing before thee: verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity. Selah.
6 every human being that walks only a shadow; a mere puff of wind is the wealth stored away -- noknowing who wil profit from it.'6 Surely every man walketh in a vain shew: surely they are disquieted in vain: he heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.
7 So now, Lord, what am I to hope for? My hope is in you.7 And now, Lord, what wait I for? my hope is in thee.
8 Save me from al my sins, do not make me the butt of fools.8 Deliver me from all my transgressions: make me not the reproach of the foolish.
9 I keep silence, I speak no more since you yourself have been at work.9 I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because thou didst it.
10 Take your scourge away from me. I am worn out by the blows you deal me.10 Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
11 You correct human beings by punishing sin, like a moth you eat away all their desires -- a humanbeing is a mere puff of wind.11 When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: surely every man is vanity. Selah.
12 Yahweh, hear my prayer, listen to my cry for help, do not remain deaf to my weeping. For I am astranger in your house, a nomad like al my ancestors.12 Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear unto my cry; hold not thy peace at my tears: for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were.
13 Turn away your gaze that I may breathe freely before I depart and am no more!13 O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.