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Lunedi, 13 maggio 2024 - Beata Vergine Maria di Fatima ( Letture di oggi)

Psalms 59


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CATHOLIC PUBLIC DOMAINDOUAI-RHEIMS
1 Unto the end. For those who will be changed, with the inscription of a title, of David himself, for instruction:1 Unto the end, destroy not, for David for an inscription of It title, when Saul sent and watched his house to kill him.
2 when he set fire to Mesopotamia of Syria and Sobal, and Joab turned back and struck Idumea, in the valley of the salt pits, twelve thousand men.2 Deliver me from my enemies, O my God; and defend me from them that rise up against me.
3 O God, you have rejected us, and you have ruined us. You became angry, and yet you have been merciful to us.3 Deliver me from them that work iniquity, and save me from bloody men.
4 You have moved the earth, and you have disturbed it. Heal its breaches, for it has been moved.4 For behold they have caught my soul: the mighty have rushed in upon me:
5 You have revealed to your people difficulties. You have made us drink the wine of remorse.5 Neither is it my iniquity, nor my sin, O Lord: without iniquity have I run, and directed my steps.
6 You have given a warning sign to those who fear you, so that they may flee from before the face of the bow, so that your beloved may be delivered.6 Rise up thou to meet me, and behold: even thou, O Lord, the God of hosts, the God of Israel. Attend to visit all the nations: have no mercy on all them that work iniquity.
7 Save me with your right hand, and hear me.7 They shall return at evening, and shall suffer hunger like dogs: and shall go round about the city.
8 God has spoken in his holy place: I will rejoice, and I will divide Shechem, and I will measure the steep valley of the tabernacles.8 Behold they shall speak with their mouth, and a sword is in their lips: for who, say they, hath heard us ?
9 Gilead is mine, and Manasseh is mine. And Ephraim is the strength of my head. Judah is my king.9 But thou, O Lord, shalt laugh at them: thou shalt bring all the nations to nothing.
10 Moab is the cooking pot of my hope. Into Idumea, I will extend my shoe. To me, the foreigners have been made subject.10 I will keep my strength to thee: for thou art my protector:
11 Who will lead me into the fortified city? Who will lead me all the way to Idumea?11 my God, his mercy shall prevent me.
12 Will not you, O God, who has rejected us? And will not you, O God, go out with our armies?12 God shall let me see over my enemies: slay them not, lest at any time my people forget. Scatter them by thy power; and bring them down, O Lord, my protector:
13 Grant us help from tribulation. For salvation from man is empty.13 For the sin of their mouth, and the word of their lips: and let them be taken in their pride. And for their cursing and lying they shall be talked of,
14 In God, we will act virtuously. And those who trouble us, he will lead to nothing.14 when they are consumed: when they are consumed by thy wrath, and they shall be no more. And they shall know that God will rule Jacob, and all the ends of the earth.
15 They shall return at evening and shall suffer hunger like dogs: and shall go round about the city.
16 They shall be scattered abroad to eat, and shall murmur if they be not filled.
17 But I will sing thy strength: and will extol thy mercy in the morning. For thou art become my support, and my refuge, in the day of my trouble.
18 Unto thee, O my helper, will I sing, for thou art God my defence: my God my mercy.