SCRUTATIO

Domenica, 5 luglio 2026 - Sant´Elisabetta di Portogallo ( Letture di oggi)

Salmi ܡܙܡܘܪܐ 38


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PeshittaCATHOLIC PUBLIC DOMAIN
1 Unto the end. For Jeduthun himself. A Canticle of David.
2 ܡܪܝܐ ܠܐ ܒܪܘܓܙܟ ܬܟܣܢܝ ܐܦ ܠܐ ܒܚܡܬܟ ܬܪܕܝܢܝ2 I said, “I will keep to my ways, so that I will not offend with my tongue.” I posted a guard at my mouth, when a sinner took up a position against me.
3 ܡܛܘܠ ܕܓܐܪ̈ܝܟ ܐܬܩܒܥܘ ܒܝ ܘܐܬܬܢܝܚܬ ܐܝܕܟ ܥܠܝ3 I was silenced and humbled, and I was quiet before good things, and my sorrow was renewed.
4 ܘܠܝܬ ܫܠܡܐ ܠܒܣܪܝ ܡܢ ܩܕܡ ܚܡܬܟ ܘܠܝܬ ܫܠܡܐ ܠܓܪ̈ܡܝ ܡܢ ܩܕܡ ܚ̈ܛܗܝ4 My heart grew hot within me, and, during my meditation, a fire would flare up.
5 ܡܛܠ ܕܣ̈ܟܠܘܬܝ ܥܒܪ ܠܪܝܫܝ ܘܐܝܟ ܡܘܒܠܐ ܝܩܝܪܬܐ ܝܩܪ ܠܝ5 I spoke with my tongue, “O Lord, make me know my end, and what the number of my days will be, so that I may know what is lacking to me.”
6 ܣܪ̈ܝ ܘܐܬ̈ܡܣܝ ܚܒܪ̈ܬܝ ܘܡܢ ܩܕܡ ܣ̈ܟܠܘܬܝ6 Behold, you have made my days measurable, and, before you, my substance is as nothing. Yet truly, all things are vanity: every living man.
7 ܙܥܬ ܛܒ ܘܟܠܗ ܝܘܡܐ ܒܟܡܝܪܘܬܐ ܗܠܟܬ7 So then, truly man passes by like an image; even so, he is disquieted in vain. He stores up, and he knows not for whom he will gather these things.
8 ܡܛܠ ܕܩܘܪ̈ܨܠܝ ܐܬܡܠܝܘ ܙܘܥܬܐ ܘܠܝܬ ܫܠܡܐ ܠܒܣܪܝ8 And now, what is it that awaits me? Is it not the Lord? And my substance is with you.
9 ܙܥܬ ܘܐܬܕܘܝܬ ܛܒ ܘܢܗܓ ܗܘܝܬ ܡܢ ܢܗܡܬܗ ܕܠܒܝ9 Rescue me from all my iniquities. You have handed me over as reproach to the foolish.
10 ܡܪܝܐ ܩܕܡܝܟ ܗܝ ܟܠܗ̇ ܪܓܬܝ ܘܬܐܢܚ̈ܬܝ ܡܢܟ ܠܐ ܡܛܫ̈ܝܢ10 I was silenced, and I did not open my mouth, because it was you who acted.
11 ܠܒܝ ܐܬܗܦܟ ܘܚܝܠܝ ܫܒܩܢܝ ܘܢܘܗܪܐ ܕܥܝܢ̈ܝ ܠܐ ܗܘܐ ܠܘܬܝ11 Remove your scourges from me.
12 ܪ̈ܚܡܝ ܘܚܒܪ̈ܝ ܠܘܩܒܠ ܟܐܒܝ ܩܡܘ ܘܩܪ̈ܝܒܝ ܒܪܘܚܩܐ ܩܝܡܝܢ ܗܘܘ12 I fall short at corrections from the strength of your hand. For you have chastised man for iniquity. And you have made his soul shrink away like a spider. Nevertheless, it is in vain that any man be disquieted.
13 ܘܐܚܕܘܢܝ ܐܝܠܝܢ ܕܒܥܝܢ ܠܢܦܫܝ ܘܨܒܝܢ ܠܒܝܫܬܝ ܘܡܠܠܘ ܫܘܩܪܐ ܘܢܟܠܐ ܝܘܡܐ ܟܠܗ ܪܢܝܢ ܗܘܘ13 O Lord, heed my prayer and my supplication. Pay attention to my tears. Do not be silent. For I am a newcomer with you, and a sojourner, just as all my fathers were.
14 ܐܢܐ ܕܝܢ ܐܝܟ ܚܪܫܐ ܠܐ ܫܡܥ ܗܘܝܬ ܘܐܝܟ ܕܘܓܐ ܠܐ ܦܬܚܬ ܦܘܡܝ14 Forgive me, so that I may be refreshed, before I will go forth and be no more.
15 ܘܗܘܝܬ ܐܝܟ ܓܒܪܐ ܕܠܐ ܫܡܥ ܘܠܝܬ ܡܟܣܢܘܬܐ ܒܦܘܡܗ
16 ܡܛܠ ܕܠܟ ܣܟܝܬ ܡܪܝܐ ܘܥܢܝܬܢܝ ܡܪܝܐ ܐܠܗܝ
17 ܡܛܘܠ ܕܐܡܪܬ ܕܠܐ ܢܚܕܘܢ ܠܝ ܘܠܐ ܢܬܬܪܝܡܘܢ ܥܠܝ ܒܙܘܥܬܐ ܕܪ̈ܓܠܝ
18 ܡܛܠ ܕܐܢܐ ܠܚܫܐ ܡܛܝܒ ܐܢܐ ܘܟܐܒܝ ܠܘܩܒܠܝ ܒܟܠܙܒܢ
19 ܡܛܘܠ ܕܐܚܘܝܟ ܣ̈ܟܠܘܬܝ ܘܐܬܕܟܐ ܡܢ ܚ̈ܛܗܝ
20 ܒ̈ܥܠܕܒܒܝ ܐܬܥܫܢܘ ܘܚܙܘ ܘܣܓܝܘ ܣܢܐ̈ܝ ܕܫܘܩܪܐ
21 ܦܪܥܘܢܝ ܒܝܫܬܐ ܚܠܦ ܛܒܬܐ ܘܣܩܪܘܢܝ ܥܠ ܕܒܥܝܬ ܛܒܬܐ
22 ܠܐ ܬܫܒܩܢܝ ܡܪܝܐ ܐܠܗܝ ܘܠܐ ܬܪܚܩ ܡܢܝ