Salmi 143

BIBBIA CEI 2008	CATHOLIC PUBLIC DOMAIN
1 Salmo. Di Davide.Signore, ascolta la mia preghiera!Per la tua fedeltà, porgi l’orecchio alle mie supplichee per la tua giustizia rispondimi.	1 A Psalm of David versus Goliath. Blessed is the Lord, my God, who trains my hands for the battle and my fingers for the war.
2 Non entrare in giudizio con il tuo servo:davanti a te nessun vivente è giusto.	2 My mercy and my refuge, my supporter and my deliverer, my protector and him in whom I have hoped: he subdues my people under me.
3 Il nemico mi perseguita,calpesta a terra la mia vita;mi ha fatto abitare in luoghi tenebrosicome i morti da gran tempo.	3 O Lord, what is man that you have become known to him? Or the son of man that you consider him?
4 In me viene meno il respiro,dentro di me si raggela il mio cuore.	4 Man has been made similar to vanity. His days pass by like a shadow.
5 Ricordo i giorni passati,ripenso a tutte le tue azioni,medito sulle opere delle tue mani.	5 O Lord, incline your heavens and descend. Touch the mountains, and they will smoke.
6 A te protendo le mie mani,sono davanti a te come terra assetata.	6 Send a flash of lightning, and you will scatter them. Shoot your arrows, and you will set them in disarray.
7 Rispondimi presto, Signore:mi viene a mancare il respiro.Non nascondermi il tuo volto:che io non sia come chi scende nella fossa.	7 Send forth your hand from on high: rescue me, and free me from many waters, from the hand of the sons of foreigners.
8 Al mattino fammi sentire il tuo amore,perché in te confido.Fammi conoscere la strada da percorrere,perché a te s’innalza l’anima mia.	8 Their mouth has been speaking vain things, and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity.
9 Liberami dai miei nemici, Signore,in te mi rifugio.	9 To you, O God, I will sing a new song. On the psaltery, with an instrument of ten strings, I will sing psalms to you.
10 Insegnami a fare la tua volontà,perché sei tu il mio Dio.Il tuo spirito buonomi guidi in una terra piana.	10 He gives salvation to kings. He has redeemed your servant David from the malignant sword.
11 Per il tuo nome, Signore, fammi vivere;per la tua giustizia, liberami dall’angoscia.	11 Rescue me, and deliver me from the hand of the sons of foreigners. Their mouth has been speaking vain things, and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity.
12 Per la tua fedeltà stermina i miei nemici,distruggi quelli che opprimono la mia vita,perché io sono tuo servo.	12 Their sons are like new plantings in their youth. Their daughters are dressed up: adorned all around like the idols of a temple.
	13 Their cupboards are full: overflowing from one thing into another. Their sheep bear young, brought forth in abundance.
	14 Their cattle are fat. There is no ruined wall or passage, nor anyone crying out in their streets.
	15 They have called the people that has these things: blessed. But blessed is the people whose God is the Lord.