Psalm 119
Psalmus 119
Ad Dóminum cum tribulárer clamávi: * et exaudívit me.
Dómine, líbera ánimam meam a lábiis iníquis, * et a lingua dolósa.
Quid detur tibi, aut quid apponátur tibi * ad linguam dolósam?
Sagíttae poténtis acútae, * cum carbónibus desolatóriis.
Heu mihi, quia incolátus meus prolongátus est: habitávi cum habitántibus Cedar: * multum íncola fuit ánima mea.
Cum his, qui odérunt pacem, eram pacíficus: * cum loquébar illis, impugnábant me gratis.
Glória Patri, et Fílio, * et Spirítui Sancto.
Sicut erat in princípio, et nunc, et semper, * et in sáecula saeculórum. Amen.
Psalm 119
In my trouble I cried to the Lord: * and he heard me.
O Lord, deliver my soul from wicked lips, * and a deceitful tongue.
What shall be given to thee, or what shall be added to thee, * to a deceitful tongue?
The sharp arrows of the mighty, * with coals that lay waste.
Woe is me, that my sojourning is prolonged! I have dwelt with the inhabitants of Cedar: * my soul hath been long a sojourner.
With them that hated peace I was peaceable: * when I spoke to them they fought against me without cause.
Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, * and to the Holy Ghost.
As it was in the beginning, is now, * and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.
