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Giovedi, 9 luglio 2026 - Santa Veronica Giuliani ( Letture di oggi)

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1 ܘܐܦ ܥܠ ܗܕܐ ܢܬܬܙܝܥ ܠܒܗ ܘܢܙܘܥ ܡܢ ܕܘܟܬܗ1 At this, my very heart quakes and leaps out of its place.
2 ܫܡܥܘ ܡܫܡܥ ܩܠܗ ܒܪܘܓܙܐ ܕܝܢܐ ܕܢ̇ܦܩ ܡܢ ܦܘܡܗ2 Listen, oh listen, to the blast of his voice and the sound that issues from his mouth.
3 ܬܚܝܬ ܟܠܗܘܢ ܫܡܝܐ ܢܫܒܚܘܢܗ ܘܢܘܗܪܗ ܥܠ ܟܢ̈ܦܝܗ̇ ܕܐܪܥܐ3 His lightning is hurled across the heaven, it strikes to the extremities of earth.
4 ܒܐܬܪܗ ܢܪܥܡ ܒܩܠܐ ܕܓܐܝܘܬܗ ܘܠܐ ܢܥܩܒ ܐܢܘܢ ܡܛܠ ܕܢܫܡܥܘܢ ܩܠܗ4 After it comes a roaring sound, God thunders with majestic voice. He does not check his thunderboltsuntil his voice resounds no more.
5 ܘܢܪܥܡ ܐܠܗܐ ܒܩܠܗ ܬܕܡܪ̈ܬܐ ܥ̇ܒܕ ܘܪ̈ܘܪܒܬܐ ܘܠܐ ܡܬܝܕܥ5 Yes, certainly God shows us marvels and does great deeds that we cannot understand.
6 ܡܛܠ ܕܠܬܠܓܐ ܐܡܪ ܗܘܝ ܐܪܥܐ ܘܡܛܪܐ ܘܪܒܝܥܐ ܪܒܐ6 When he says to the snow, 'Fal on the earth!' to the showers, 'Now rain hard!'
7 ܒܝܕ ܟܘܠ ܐܢܫ ܚܬܡ ܕܢܘܕܥ ܠܟܘܠ ܐܢܫ ܥܒ̇ܕܘ̈ܗܝ7 he brings al human activity to a standstil , for everyone to acknowledge his work.
8 ܘܬܥܘܠ ܚܝܘܬܐ ܒܟܡܐܢܐ ܘܬܫܪܐ ܒܡܪܒܘܥܝܬܗ̇8 The animals go back to their dens and take shelter in their lairs.
9 ܡܢ ܬܘ̈ܘܢܐ ܬܐܬܐ ܟܘܟܝܬܐ ܘܡܢ ܙܪܝܦܬܐ ܩܘܪܫܐ9 The storm wind comes from the Mansion of the South, and the north winds usher in the cold.
10 ܘܡܢ ܢܫܡܬܗ ܕܐܠܗܐ ܢܬܝܗܒ ܓܠܝܕܐ ܘܣܘܓܐܐ ܕܡ̈ܝܐ ܡܚܬ10 At the breath of God, ice comes next, the surface of the waters hardens over.
11 ܘܪܟܝܟܐܝܬ ܡܬܡܬ̈ܚܢ ܥܢ̈ܢܐ ܘܦܪܣ ܥܢ̈ܢܐ ܕܢܘܗܪܗ11 He weighs the clouds down with moisture, and the storm clouds radiate his lightning.
12 ܘܗܘ ܡܬܟܪܟ ܘܡܬܗܦܟ ܠܡܥܒܕ ܡܚܫ̈ܒܢ ܟܠ ܕܦ̇ܩܕ ܠܗܘܢ ܥܠ ܐ̈ܦܝ ܬܒܝܠ ܐܪܥܗ12 He himself guides their wheeling motion presiding over their seasonal changes. They carry out hisorders to the letter al over this earthly world.
13 ܐܢ ܠܫ̈ܠܝܛܢܐ ܘܐܢ ܠܐܪܥܐ ܘܐܢ ܠܚܣܝܕܐ ܕܡܫܬܟܚ ܒܗ̇13 Whether to punish earth's peoples or as a work of faithful love, he despatches them.
14 ܨܘܬ ܗܕܐ ܐܝܘܒ ܘܫܡܥ ܘܐܬܒܝܢ ܬܕܡܪ̈ܬܗ ܕܐܠܗܐ14 Listen to this, Job, without flinching and reflect on the marvel ous works of God.
15 ܗܐ ܝ̇ܕܥ ܐܢܬ ܡܕܡ ܕܣܡ ܐܠܗܐ ܥܠܝܗܘܢ ܘܓܠܐ ܢܘܗܪܐ ܕܥܢ̈ܢܘܗܝ15 Do you know how God controls them or how his clouds make the lightning flash?
16 ܝ̇ܕܥ ܐܢܬ ܡܦܩܐ ܕܥܢ̈ܢܐ ܘܬܕܡܪ̈ܬܐ ܕܕܠܐ ܡܘܡ ܒܐܝܕܥܬܐ16 Do you know how he balances the clouds -- a miracle of consummate skil ?
17 ܠܒ̈ܘܫܝܟ ܢܚܡܘܢ ܘܬܫ̇ܢܐ ܐܪܥܐ ܡܢ ܬܝܡܢܐ17 When your clothes are hot to your body and the earth lies stil under the south wind,
18 ܘܬܪܩܘܥ ܥܡܗ ܠܪܩܝܥܐ ܬܩܝܦܐ ܠܡܣܡܟܘ ܐܟܚܕܐ18 can you, like him, stretch out the sky, tempered like a mirror of cast metal?
19 ܐܘܕܥܝܢܝ ܡܢܐ ܐܡܪ ܠܗ ܘܠܐ ܢܣܬܬܪ ܡܢ ܩܕܡ ܚܫܘܟܐ19 Teach me what we should say to him: but better discuss no further, since we are in the dark.
20 ܘܐܫܬܥܐ ܠܗ ܡܕܡ ܕܐܡܪ ܘܐܢ ܢܐܡܪ ܓܒܪܐ ܢܬܒܠܥ20 Does he take note when I speak? When human beings give orders, does he take it in?
21 ܘܗܫܐ ܠܐ ܚܙܘ ܢܘܗܪܐ ܢܗܝܪ ܗܘ ܒܪܩܝܥܐ ܕܫܡܝܐ ܘܪܘܚܐ ܬܥܒܪ ܘܬܕܟܐ ܐܢܘܢ21 There are times when the light vanishes, behind darkening clouds; then comes the wind, sweepingthem away.
22 ܡܢ ܓܪܒܝܐ ܕܗܒܐ ܢܐܬܐ ܘܡܢ ܐܠܗܐ ܢܘܗܪܐ ܚܣܝܢܐ22 and brightness spreads from the north. God is clothed in fearful splendour:
23 ܣܓܝ ܚܝܠܐ ܘܕܝܢܐ ܘܪܒ ܙܟܝ̈ܝܢ ܠܐ ܢܥܢܐ23 he, Shaddai, is far beyond our reach. Supreme in power, in equity, excel ing in saving justice, yet nooppressor-
24 ܡܛܠ ܗܢܐ ܢܕܚܠܘܢ ܐܢ̈ܫܝܢ ܘܢܙܘܥܘܢ ܡܢܗ ܟܠܗܘܢ ܚ̈ܟܝܡܝ ܠܒܐ24 no wonder then that people fear him: everyone thoughtful holds him in awe!