Psalms 13

DOUAI-RHEIMS	CATHOLIC PUBLIC DOMAIN
1 Unto the end, a psalm for David. How long, O Lord, wilt thou forget me unto the end? how long dost thou turn away thy face from me?	1 Unto the end. A Psalm of David. The fool has said in his heart, “There is no God.” They were corrupted, and they have become abominable in their studies. There is no one who does good; there is not even one.
2 How long shall I take counsels in my soul, sorrow in my heart all the day?	2 The Lord has looked down from heaven upon the sons of men, to see if there were any who were considering or seeking God.
3 How long shall my enemy be exalted over me?	3 They have all gone astray; together they have become useless. There is no one who does good; there is not even one.
4 Consider, and hear me, O Lord my God. Enlighten my eyes that I never sleep in death:	4 Their throat is an open sepulcher. With their tongues, they have been acting deceitfully; the venom of asps is under their lips. Their mouth is full of curses and bitterness.
5 lest at any time my enemy say: I have prevailed against him. They that trouble me will rejoice when I am moved:	5 Their feet are swift to shed blood. Grief and unhappiness are in their ways; and the way of peace, they have not known.
6 but I have trusted in thy mercy. My heart shall rejoice in thy salvation: I will sing to the Lord, who giveth me good things: yea I will sing to the name of the Lord the most high.	6 There is no fear of God before their eyes.
	7 Who will grant the salvation of Israel from Zion? When the Lord turns away the captivity of his people, Jacob will exult, and Israel will rejoice.