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BIBBIA RICCIOTTI | DOUAI-RHEIMS |
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1 - Alleluia! Di Aggeo e Zaccaria. | 1 Blessed be the Lord my God, who teacheth my hands to fight, and my fingers to war. |
2 loda, anima mia, il Signore! Loderò il Signore per [tutta] la mia vita, inneggerò al mio Dio finch'io sarò. Non confidate ne' principi, | 2 My mercy, and my refuge: my support, and my deliverer: My protector, and I have hoped in him: who subdueth my people under me. |
3 in uomini in cui non è salvezza. | 3 Lord, what is man, that thou art made known to him? or the son of man, that thou makest account of him? |
4 Se ne va il suo spirito, ed ei torna alla sua terra: in quel giorno periscono tutti i suoi disegni! | 4 Man is like to vanity: his days pass away like a shadow. |
5 Beato chi nel Dio di Giacobbe ha il suo aiuto, la cui speranza è nel Signore suo Dio: | 5 Lord, bow down thy heavens and descend: touch the mountains and they shall smoke. |
6 il quale fece il cielo e la terra, il mare e quanto è in essi: | 6 Send forth lightning, and thou shalt scatter them: shoot out thy arrows, and thou shalt trouble them. |
7 il quale mantiene fede in eterno, fa giustizia agli oppressi, dà nutrimento agli affamati. | 7 Put forth thy hand from on high, take me out, and deliver me from many waters: from the hand of strange children: |
8 Il Signore scioglie i prigionieri, il Signore dà la vista ai ciechi, il Signore solleva gli abbattuti, il Signore ama i giusti, | 8 Whose mouth hath spoken vanity: and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity. |
9 il Signore custodisce i forestieri, l'orfano e la vedova soccorre, e le vie degli empi scompiglia. | 9 To thee, O God, I will sing a new canticle: on the psaltery and an instrument of ten strings I will sing praises to thee. |
10 Regnerà il Signore nè secoli, il tuo Dio, o Sion, di generazione in generazione. [Alleluia!] | 10 Who givest salvation to kings: who hast redeemed thy servant David from the malicious sword: |
11 Deliver me, And rescue me out of the hand of strange children; whose mouth hath spoken vanity: and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity: | |
12 Whose sons are as new plants in their youth: Their daughters decked out, adorned round about after the similitude of a temple: | |
13 Their storehouses full, flowing out of this into that. Their sheep fruitful in young, abounding in their goings forth: | |
14 their oxen fat. There is no breach of wall, nor passage, nor crying out in their streets. | |
15 They have called the people happy, that hath these things: but happy is that people whose God is the Lord. |