Psalms 51

NEW JERUSALEM	LXX
1 [For the choirmaster Of David When the prophet Nathan had come to him because he had gone toBathsheba] Have mercy on me, O God, in your faithful love, in your great tenderness wipe away my offences;	1 εις το τελος συνεσεως τω δαυιδ
2 wash me clean from my guilt, purify me from my sin.	2 εν τω ελθειν δωηκ τον ιδουμαιον και αναγγειλαι τω σαουλ και ειπειν αυτω ηλθεν δαυιδ εις τον οικον αβιμελεχ
3 For I am wel aware of my offences, my sin is constantly in mind.	3 τι εγκαυχα εν κακια ο δυνατος ανομιαν ολην την ημεραν
4 Against you, you alone, I have sinned, I have done what you see to be wrong, that you may show yoursaving justice when you pass sentence, and your victory may appear when you give judgement,	4 αδικιαν ελογισατο η γλωσσα σου ωσει ξυρον ηκονημενον εποιησας δολον
5 remember, I was born guilty, a sinner from the moment of conception.	5 ηγαπησας κακιαν υπερ αγαθωσυνην αδικιαν υπερ το λαλησαι δικαιοσυνην διαψαλμα
6 But you delight in sincerity of heart, and in secret you teach me wisdom.	6 ηγαπησας παντα τα ρηματα καταποντισμου γλωσσαν δολιαν
7 Purify me with hyssop till I am clean, wash me til I am whiter than snow.	7 δια τουτο ο θεος καθελει σε εις τελος εκτιλαι σε και μεταναστευσαι σε απο σκηνωματος και το ριζωμα σου εκ γης ζωντων διαψαλμα
8 Let me hear the sound of joy and gladness, and the bones you have crushed wil dance.	8 και οψονται δικαιοι και φοβηθησονται και επ' αυτον γελασονται και ερουσιν
9 Turn away your face from my sins, and wipe away al my guilt.	9 ιδου ανθρωπος ος ουκ εθετο τον θεον βοηθον αυτου αλλ' επηλπισεν επι το πληθος του πλουτου αυτου και εδυναμωθη επι τη ματαιοτητι αυτου
10 God, create in me a clean heart, renew within me a resolute spirit,	10 εγω δε ωσει ελαια κατακαρπος εν τω οικω του θεου ηλπισα επι το ελεος του θεου εις τον αιωνα και εις τον αιωνα του αιωνος
11 do not thrust me away from your presence, do not take away from me your spirit of holiness.	11 εξομολογησομαι σοι εις τον αιωνα οτι εποιησας και υπομενω το ονομα σου οτι χρηστον εναντιον των οσιων σου
12 Give me back the joy of your salvation, sustain in me a generous spirit.
13 I shal teach the wicked your paths, and sinners will return to you.
14 Deliver me from bloodshed, God, God of my salvation, and my tongue wil acclaim your savingjustice.
15 Lord, open my lips, and my mouth wil speak out your praise.
16 Sacrifice gives you no pleasure, burnt offering you do not desire.
17 Sacrifice to God is a broken spirit, a broken, contrite heart you never scorn.
18 In your graciousness do good to Zion, rebuild the wal s of Jerusalem.
19 Then you wil delight in upright sacrifices,-burnt offerings and whole oblations -- and young bul s will be offered on your altar.