Salmi 6

NOVA VULGATA	DOUAI-RHEIMS
1 Magistro chori. Fidibus. Super octavam. Psalmus. David.	1 Unto the end, in verses, a psalm for David, for the octave.
2 Domine, ne in furore tuo arguas me neque in ira tua corripias me.	2 O Lord, rebuke me not in thy indignation, nor chastise me in thy wrath.
3 Miserere mei, Domine, quoniam infirmus sum; sana me, Domine, quoniam conturbata sunt ossa mea.	3 Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am weak: heal me, O Lord, for my bones are troubled.
4 Et anima mea turbata est valde, sed tu, Domine, usquequo?	4 And my soul is troubled exceedingly: but thou, O Lord, how long?
5 Convertere, Domine, eripe animam meam; salvum me fac propter misericordiam tuam.	5 Turn to me, O Lord, and deliver my soul: O save me for thy mercy's sake.
6 Quoniam non est in morte, qui memor sit tui; in inferno autem quis confitebitur tibi?	6 For there is no one in death, that is mindful of thee: and who shall confess to thee in hell?
7 Laboravi in gemitu meo, lavabam per singulas noctes lectum meum; lacrimis meis stratum meum rigabam.	7 I have laboured in my groanings, every night I will wash my bed: I will water my couch with my tears.
8 Turbatus est a maerore oculus meus, inveteravi inter omnes inimicos meos.	8 My eye is troubled through indignation: I have grown old amongst all my enemies.
9 Discedite a me, omnes, qui operamini iniquitatem, quoniam exaudivit Dominus vocem fletus mei.	9 Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity: for the Lord hath heard the voice of my weeping.
10 Exaudivit Dominus deprecationem meam, Dominus orationem meam suscepit.	10 The Lord hath heard my supplication: the Lord hath received my prayer.
11 Erubescant et conturbentur vehementer omnes inimici mei; convertantur et erubescant valde velociter.	11 Let all my enemies be ashamed, and be very much troubled: let them be turned back, and be ashamed very speedily.