Psalms 143

KING JAMES BIBLE	VULGATA
1 Hear my prayer, O LORD, give ear to my supplications: in thy faithfulness answer me, and in thy righteousness.	1 Psalmus David. Adversus Goliath. Benedictus Dominus Deus meus, qui docet manus meas ad prælium, et digitos meos ad bellum.
2 And enter not into judgment with thy servant: for in thy sight shall no man living be justified.	2 Misericordia mea et refugium meum ; susceptor meus et liberator meus ; protector meus, et in ipso speravi, qui subdit populum meum sub me.
3 For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath smitten my life down to the ground; he hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead.	3 Domine, quid est homo, quia innotuisti ei ? aut filius hominis, quia reputas eum ?
4 Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.	4 Homo vanitati similis factus est ; dies ejus sicut umbra prætereunt.
5 I remember the days of old; I meditate on all thy works; I muse on the work of thy hands.	5 Domine, inclina cælos tuos, et descende ; tange montes, et fumigabunt.
6 I stretch forth my hands unto thee: my soul thirsteth after thee, as a thirsty land. Selah.	6 Fulgura coruscationem, et dissipabis eos ; emitte sagittas tuas, et conturbabis eos.
7 Hear me speedily, O LORD: my spirit faileth: hide not thy face from me, lest I be like unto them that go down into the pit.	7 Emitte manum tuam de alto : eripe me, et libera me de aquis multis, de manu filiorum alienorum :
8 Cause me to hear thy lovingkindness in the morning; for in thee do I trust: cause me to know the way wherein I should walk; for I lift up my soul unto thee.	8 quorum os locutum est vanitatem, et dextera eorum dextera iniquitatis.
9 Deliver me, O LORD, from mine enemies: I flee unto thee to hide me.	9 Deus, canticum novum cantabo tibi ; in psalterio decachordo psallam tibi.
10 Teach me to do thy will; for thou art my God: thy spirit is good; lead me into the land of uprightness.	10 Qui das salutem regibus, qui redemisti David servum tuum de gladio maligno,
11 Quicken me, O LORD, for thy name's sake: for thy righteousness' sake bring my soul out of trouble.	11 eripe me, et erue me de manu filiorum alienorum, quorum os locutum est vanitatem, et dextera eorum dextera iniquitatis.
12 And of thy mercy cut off mine enemies, and destroy all them that afflict my soul: for I am thy servant.	12 Quorum filii sicut novellæ plantationes in juventute sua ; filiæ eorum compositæ, circumornatæ ut similitudo templi.
	13 Promptuaria eorum plena, eructantia ex hoc in illud ; oves eorum f?tosæ, abundantes in egressibus suis ;
	14 boves eorum crassæ. Non est ruina maceriæ, neque transitus, neque clamor in plateis eorum.
	15 Beatum dixerunt populum cui hæc sunt ; beatus populus cujus Dominus Deus ejus.