Psalms 101

CATHOLIC PUBLIC DOMAIN	NEW AMERICAN BIBLE
1 The prayer of the pauper, when he was anxious, and so he poured out his petition in the sight of the Lord.	1 A psalm of David. I sing of love and justice; to you, LORD, I sing praise.
2 O Lord, hear my prayer, and let my outcry reach you.	2 I follow the way of integrity; when will you come to me? I act with integrity of heart within my royal court.
3 Do not turn your face away from me. In whatever day that I am in trouble, incline your ear to me. In whatever day that I will call upon you, heed me quickly.	3 I do not allow into my presence anyone who speaks perversely. Whoever acts shamefully I hate; no such person can be my friend.
4 For my days have faded away like smoke, and my bones have dried out like firewood.	4 I shun the devious of heart; the wicked I do not tolerate.
5 I have been cut down like hay, and my heart has withered, for I had forgotten to eat my bread.	5 Whoever slanders another in secret I reduce to silence. Haughty eyes and arrogant hearts I cannot endure.
6 Before the voice of my groaning, my bone has adhered to my flesh.	6 I look to the faithful of the land; they alone can be my companions. Those who follow the way of integrity, they alone can enter my service.
7 I have become like a pelican in solitude. I have become like a night raven in a house.	7 No one who practices deceit can hold a post in my court. No one who speaks falsely can be among my advisors.
8 I have kept vigil, and I have become like a solitary sparrow on a roof.	8 Each morning I clear the wicked from the land, and rid the LORD'S city of all evildoers.
9 All day long my enemies reproached me, and those who praised me swore oaths against me.
10 For I chewed on ashes like bread, and I mixed weeping into my drink.
11 By the face of your anger and indignation, you lifted me up and threw me down.
12 My days have declined like a shadow, and I have dried out like hay.
13 But you, O Lord, endure for eternity, and your memorial is from generation to generation.
14 You will rise up and take pity on Zion, for it is time for its mercy, for the time has come.
15 For its stones have pleased your servants, and they will take pity on its land.
16 And the Gentiles will fear your name, O Lord, and all the kings of the earth your glory.
17 For the Lord has built up Zion, and he will be seen in his glory.
18 He has noticed of the prayer of the humble, and he has not despised their petition.
19 Let these things be written in another generation, and the people who will be created will praise the Lord.
20 For he has gazed from his high sanctuary. From heaven, the Lord has beheld the earth.
21 So may he hear the groans of those in shackles, in order that he may release the sons of the slain.
22 So may they announce the name of the Lord in Zion and his praise in Jerusalem:
23 while the people convene, along with kings, in order that they may serve the Lord.
24 He responded to him in the way of his virtue: Declare to me the brevity of my days.
25 Do not call me back in the middle of my days: your years are from generation to generation.
26 In the beginning, O Lord, you founded the earth. And the heavens are the work of your hands.
27 They will perish, but you remain. And all will grow old like a garment. And, like a blanket, you will change them, and they will be changed.
28 Yet you are ever yourself, and your years will not decline.
29 The sons of your servants will live, and their offspring will be guided aright in every age.