Psalms 31

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1 For the leader. A psalm of David.	1 Ipsi David intellectus. Beati quorum remissæ sunt iniquitates, et quorum tecta sunt peccata.
2 In you, LORD, I take refuge; let me never be put to shame. In your justice deliver me;	2 Beatus vir cui non imputavit Dominus peccatum, nec est in spiritu ejus dolus.
3 incline your ear to me; make haste to rescue me! Be my rock of refuge, a stronghold to save me.	3 Quoniam tacui, inveteraverunt ossa mea, dum clamarem tota die.
4 You are my rock and my fortress; for your name's sake lead and guide me.	4 Quoniam die ac nocte gravata est super me manus tua, conversus sum in ærumna mea, dum configitur spina.
5 Free me from the net they have set for me, for you are my refuge.	5 Delictum meum cognitum tibi feci, et injustitiam meam non abscondi. Dixi : Confitebor adversum me injustitiam meam Domino ; et tu remisisti impietatem peccati mei.
6 Into your hands I commend my spirit; you will redeem me, LORD, faithful God.	6 Pro hac orabit ad te omnis sanctus in tempore opportuno. Verumtamen in diluvio aquarum multarum, ad eum non approximabunt.
7 You hate those who serve worthless idols, but I trust in the LORD.	7 Tu es refugium meum a tribulatione quæ circumdedit me ; exsultatio mea, erue me a circumdantibus me.
8 I will rejoice and be glad in your love, once you have seen my misery, observed my distress.	8 Intellectum tibi dabo, et instruam te in via hac qua gradieris ; firmabo super te oculos meos.
9 You will not abandon me into enemy hands, but will set my feet in a free and open space.	9 Nolite fieri sicut equus et mulus, quibus non est intellectus. In camo et freno maxillas eorum constringe, qui non approximant ad te.
10 Be gracious to me, LORD, for I am in distress; with grief my eyes are wasted, my soul and body spent.	10 Multa flagella peccatoris ; sperantem autem in Domino misericordia circumdabit.
11 My life is worn out by sorrow, my years by sighing. My strength fails in affliction; my bones are consumed.	11 Lætamini in Domino, et exsultate, justi ; et gloriamini, omnes recti corde.
12 To all my foes I am a thing of scorn, to my neighbors, a dreaded sight, a horror to my friends. When they see me in the street, they quickly shy away.
13 I am forgotten, out of mind like the dead; I am like a shattered dish.
14 I hear the whispers of the crowd; terrors are all around me. They conspire against me; they plot to take my life.
15 But I trust in you, LORD; I say, "You are my God."
16 My times are in your hands; rescue me from my enemies, from the hands of my pursuers.
17 Let your face shine on your servant; save me in your kindness.
18 Do not let me be put to shame, for I have called to you, LORD. Put the wicked to shame; reduce them to silence in Sheol.
19 Strike dumb their lying lips, proud lips that attack the just in contempt and scorn.
20 How great is your goodness, Lord, stored up for those who fear you. You display it for those who trust you, in the sight of all the people.
21 You hide them in the shelter of your presence, safe from scheming enemies. You keep them in your abode, safe from plotting tongues.
22 Blessed be the LORD, who has shown me wondrous love, and been for me a city most secure.
23 Once I said in my anguish, "I am shut out from your sight." Yet you heard my plea, when I cried out to you.
24 Love the LORD, all you faithful. The LORD protects the loyal, but repays the arrogant in full.
25 Be strong and take heart, all you who hope in the LORD.