<\/title>\n <style>\n .table {\n border-collapse: collapse;\n }\n .table td {\n border: 1px solid #ccc;\n }\n .table td {\n padding: 0.3rem;\n width: 50%;\n }\n <\/style>\n<\/head>\n<body>\n<table cellspacing=\"0\" cellpadding=\"0\" class=\"table\">\n <tr>\n <td id=\"ps6\" valign=\"top\"> \n PSALMUS 6 (PENITENTIALIS) – Homo afflictus Domini clementiam implorat<\/strong> \n \n Domine, ne in furore tuo arguas me, * \n neque in ira tua corripias me. \n Miserere mei, Domine, quoniam infirmus sum; * \n sana me, Domine, \n quoniam conturbata sunt ossa mea. \n \n Et anima mea turbata est valde, * \n sed tu, Domine, usquequo? \n Convertere, Domine, eripe animam meam; * \n salvum me fac propter misericordiam tuam. \n \n Quoniam non est in morte, qui memor sit tui, * \n in inferno autem quis confitebitur tibi? \n \n Laboravi in gemitu meo,\u2020 \n lavabam per singulas noctes lectum meum; * \n lacrimis meis stratum meum rigabam. \n \n Turbatus est a maerore oculus meus, * \n inveteravi inter omnes inimicos meos. \n \n Discedite a me omnes, qui operamini iniquitatem, * \n quoniam exaudivit Dominus vocem fletus mei. \n \n Exaudivit Dominus deprecationem meam, * \n Dominus orationem meam suscepit. \n Erubescant et conturbentur vehementer \n omnes inimici mei; * \n convertantur et erubescant valde velociter. \n <\/p><\/td>\n <td valign=\"top\"> \n PSALM 6 – A suffering man cries to God for mercy<\/strong> \n \n Lord, do not reprove me in your anger: \u2020 \n punish me not in your rage. * \n Have mercy on me, Lord, I have no strength; \n Lord, heal me, my body is racked; * \n my soul is racked with pain. \n \n But you, O Lord\u2026 how long? * \n Return, Lord, rescue my soul. \n Save me in your merciful love, \u2020 \n for in death no one remembers you; * \n from the grave, who can give you praise? \n \n I am exhausted with my groaning; \u2020 \n every night I drench my pillow with tears; * \n I bedew my bed with weeping. \n My eye wastes away with grief; * \n I have grown old surrounded by my foes. \n \n Leave me, all you who do evil; * \n for the Lord has heard my weeping. \n The Lord has heard my plea; * \n The Lord will accept my prayer. \n All my foes will retire in confusion, * \n foiled and suddenly confounded. \n <\/strong><\/p><\/td>\n <\/tr>\n <tr>\n <td id=\"ps31\" valign=\"top\"> \n PSALMUS 31 <\/strong>(32) <\/strong>(PENITENTIALIS) – Beatus, cui remissa est iniquitas<\/strong> \n \n Beatus, cui remissa est iniquitas * \n et obtectum est peccatum. \n Beatus vir, cui non imputavit Dominus delictum, * \n nec est in spiritu eius dolus. \n \n Quoniam tacui, inveteraverunt ossa mea, * \n dum rugirem tota die. \n Quoniam die ac nocte gravata est super me manus tua, * \n immutatus est vigor meus in ardoribus aestatis. \n \n Peccatum meum cognitum tibi feci * \n et delictum meum non abscondi. \n Dixi: \u00abConfitebor adversum me \n iniquitatem meam Domino\u00bb. * \n Et tu remisisti impietatem peccati mei. \n \n Propter hoc orabit ad te omnis sanctus * \n in tempore opportuno. \n Et in diluvio aquarum multarum * \n ad eum non approximabunt. \n \n Tu es refugium meum, \n a tribulatione conservabis me; * \n exsultationibus salutis circumdabit me. \n \n Intellectum tibi dabo \n et instruam te in via, qua gradieris; * \n firmabo super te oculos meos. \n \n Nolite fieri sicut equus et mulus, * \n quibus non est intellectus; \n in camo et freno si accedis ad constringendum, * \n non approximant ad te. \n \n Multi dolores impii, * \n sperantem autem in Domino \n misericordia circumdabit. \n Laetamini in Domino et exsultate, iusti, * \n et gloriamini, omnes recti corde. \n <\/em><\/p><\/td>\n <td valign=\"top\"> \n PSALM <\/strong>31 (32) – They are happy whose sins are forgiven<\/strong> \n \n Happy the man whose offense is forgiven, * \n whose sin is remitted. \n O happy the man to whom the Lord \n imputes no guilt, * \n in whose spirit is no guile. \n \n I kept it secret and my frame was wasted. \u2020 \n I groaned all the day long, * \n for night and day your hand was heavy upon me. \n Indeed my strength was dried up * \n as by the summer’s heat. \n \n But now I have acknowledged my sins; * \n my guilt I did not hide. \n I said: “I will confess * \n my offense to the Lord.” \n And you, Lord, have forgiven * \n the guilt of my sin. \n \n So let every good man pray to you * \n in the time of need. \n The floods of water may reach high * \n but him they shall not reach. \n You are my hiding place, O Lord; \u2020 \n you save me from distress. * \n You surround me with cries of deliverance. \n \n I will instruct you and teach you * \n the way you should go; \n I will give you counsel * \n with my eye upon you. \n \n Be not like horse and mule, unintelligent, \u2020 \n needing bridle and bit * \n else they will not approach you. \n Many sorrows has the wicked \u2020 \n but he who trusts in the Lord, * \n loving mercy surrounds him. \n \n Rejoice, rejoice in the Lord, * \n exult, you just! \n O come, ring out your joy, * \n all you upright of heart. \n <\/strong><\/p><\/td>\n <\/tr>\n <tr>\n <td id=\"ps37\" valign=\"top\"> \n PSALMUS 37 <\/strong>(38) <\/strong>(PENITENTIALIS) – Obsecratio peccatoris in extremo periculo constituti<\/strong> \n \n Domine, ne in furore tuo arguas me, * \n neque in ira tua corripias me, \n quoniam sagittae tuae infixae sunt mihi, * \n et descendit super me manus tua. \n \n Non est sanitas in carne mea a facie indignationis tuae, * \n non est pax ossibus meis a facie peccatorum meorum. \n Quoniam iniquitates meae supergressae sunt caput meum * \n et sicut onus grave gravant me nimis. \n \n Putruerunt et corrupti sunt livores mei * \n a facie insipientiae meae. \n Inclinatus sum et incurvatus nimis; * \n tota die contristatus ingrediebar. \n \n Quoniam lumbi mei impleti sunt ardoribus, * \n et non est sanitas in carne mea. \n Afflictus sum et humiliatus sum nimis, * \n rugiebam a gemitu cordis mei. \n \n Domine, ante te omne desiderium meum, * \n et gemitus meus a te non est absconditus. \n \n Palpitavit cor meum, dereliquit me virtus mea, * \n et lumen oculorum meorum, \n et ipsum non est mecum. \n \n Amici mei et proximi mei \n procul a plaga mea steterunt, * \n et propinqui mei de longe steterunt. \n \n Et laqueos posuerunt, \n qui quaerebant animam meam,\u2020 \n et, qui requirebant mala mihi, \n locuti sunt insidias * \n et dolos tota die meditabantur. \n \n Ego autem tamquam surdus non audiebam * \n et sicut mutus non aperiens os suum; \n et factus sum sicut homo non audiens * \n et non habens in ore suo redargutiones. \n \n Quoniam in te, Domine, speravi, * \n tu exaudies, Domine Deus meus. \n \n Quia dixi: \u00abNequando supergaudeant mihi; * \n dum commoventur pedes mei, \n magnificantur super me\u00bb. \n \n Quoniam ego in lapsum paratus sum, * \n et dolor meus in conspectu meo semper. \n Quoniam iniquitatem meam annuntiabo * \n et sollicitus sum de peccato meo. \n \n Inimici autem mei vivunt et confirmati sunt, * \n et multiplicati sunt, qui oderunt me inique. \n Retribuentes mala pro bonis detrahebant mihi * \n pro eo quod sequebar bonitatem. \n \n Ne derelinquas me, Domine; * \n Deus meus, ne discesseris a me. \n Festina in adiutorium meum, * \n Domine, salus mea. \n <\/em><\/p><\/td>\n <td valign=\"top\"> \n PSALM <\/strong>37 (38) – A sinner in extreme danger prays earnestly to God<\/strong> \n \n O Lord, do not rebuke me in your anger; * \n do not punish me, Lord, in your rage. \n Your arrows have sunk deep in me; * \n your hand has come down upon me. \n \n Through your anger all my body is sick: * \n through my sin, there is no health in my limbs. \n My guilt towers higher than my head; * \n it is a weight too heavy to bear. \n \n My wounds are foul and festering, * \n the result of my own folly. \n I am bowed and brought to my knees. * \n I go mourning all the day long. \n \n All my frame burns with fever; * \n all my body is sick. \n Spent and utterly crushed, * \n I cry aloud in anguish of heart. \n \n O Lord, you know all my longing: * \n my groans are not hidden from you. \n My heart throbs, my strength is spent; * \n the very light has gone from my eyes. \n \n My friends avoid me like a leper; * \n those closest to me stand afar off. \n Those who plot against my life lay snares; \u2020 \n those who seek my ruin speak of harm, * \n planning treachery all the day long. \n \n But I am like the deaf who cannot hear, * \n like the dumb unable to speak. \n I am like a man who hears nothing, * \n in whose mouth is no defense. \n \n I count on you, O Lord: * \n it is you, Lord God, who will answer. \n I pray: “Do not let them mock me, * \n those who triumph if my foot should slip.” \n \n For I am on the point of falling * \n and my pain is always before me. \n I confess that I am guilty * \n and my sin fills me with dismay. \n \n My wanton enemies are numberless * \n and my lying foes are many. \n They repay me evil for good * \n and attack me for seeking what is right. \n \n O Lord, do not forsake me! * \n My God, do not stay afar off! \n Make haste and come to my help, * \n O Lord, my God, my savior! \n <\/strong><\/p><\/td>\n <\/tr>\n <tr>\n <td id=\"ps50\" valign=\"top\"> \n PSALMUS 50 <\/strong>(51) <\/strong>(PENITENTIALIS) – MISERERE mei, Deus \n <\/strong> \n Miserere mei, Deus, * \n secundum misericordiam tuam; \n et secundum multitudinem miserationum tuarum * \n dele iniquitatem meam. \n \n Amplius lava me ab iniquitate mea, * \n et a peccato meo munda me. \n Quoniam iniquitatem meam ego cognosco, * \n et peccatum meum contra me est semper. \n \n Tibi, tibi soli peccavi, * \n et malum coram te feci, \n ut iustus inveniaris in sententia tua * \n et aequus in iudicio tuo. \n \n Ecce enim in iniquitate generatus sum, * \n et in peccato concepit me mater mea. \n Ecce enim veritatem in corde dilexisti * \n et in occulto sapientiam manifestasti mihi. \n \n Asperges me hyssopo, et mundabor; * \n lavabis me, et super nivem dealbabor. \n Audire me facies gaudium et laetitiam, * \n et exsultabunt ossa, quae contrivisti. \n \n Averte faciem tuam a peccatis meis, * \n et omnes iniquitates meas dele. \n Cor mundum crea in me, Deus, * \n et spiritum firmum innova in visceribus meis. \n \n Ne proicias me a facie tua, * \n et spiritum sanctum tuum ne auferas a me. \n Redde mihi laetitiam salutaris tui, * \n et spiritu promptissimo confirma me. \n \n Docebo iniquos vias tuas, * \n et impii ad te convertentur. \n Libera me de sanguinibus, Deus, Deus salutis me, * \n et exsultabit lingua mea iustitiam tuam. \n \n Domine, labia mea aperies, * \n et os meum annuntiabit laudem tuam. \n Non enim sacrificio delectaris, * \n holocaustum, si offeram, non placebit. \n \n Sacrificium Deo spiritus contribulatus, * \n cor contritum et humiliatum, Deus, non despicies. \n Benigne fac, Domine, in bona voluntate tua Sion, * \n ut aedificentur muri Ierusalem. \n \n Tunc acceptabis sacrificium iustitiae, oblationes et holocausta; * \n tunc imponent super altare tuum vitulos. \n <\/p><\/td>\n <td valign=\"top\"> \n PSALM 50 (51) – O God, have mercy on me<\/strong> \n \n Have mercy on me, God, in your kindness. * \n In your compassion blot out my offense. \n O wash me more and more from my guilt * \n and cleanse me from my sin. \n \n My offenses truly I know them; * \n my sin is always before me \n Against you, you alone, have I sinned; * \n what is evil in your sight I have done. \n \n That you may be justified when you give sentence * \n and be without reproach when you judge, \n O see, in guilt I was born, * \n a sinner was I conceived. \n \n Indeed you love truth in the heart; * \n then in the secret of my heart teach me wisdom. \n O purify me, then I shall be clean; * \n O wash me, I shall be whiter than snow. \n \n Make me hear rejoicing and gladness, * \n that the bones you have crushed may revive. \n From my sins turn away your face * \n and blot out all my guilt. \n \n A pure heart create for me, O God, * \n put a steadfast spirit within me. \n Do not cast me away from your presence, * \n nor deprive me of your holy spirit. \n \n Give me again the joy of your help; * \n with a spirit of fervor sustain me, \n that I may teach transgressors your ways * \n and sinners may return to you. \n \n O rescue me, God, my helper, * \n and my tongue shall ring out your goodness. \n O Lord, open my lips * \n and my mouth shall declare your praise. \n \n For in sacrifice you take no delight, * \n burnt offering from me you would refuse, \n my sacrifice, a contrite spirit, * \n a humbled, contrite heart you will not spurn. \n \n In your goodness, show favor to Zion: * \n rebuild the walls of Jerusalem. \n Then you will be pleased with lawful sacrifice, * \n holocausts offered on your altar. \n <\/strong><\/p><\/td>\n <\/tr>\n <tr>\n <td id=\"ps101\" valign=\"top\"> \n PSALMUS 101 <\/strong>(102) <\/strong>(PENITENTIALIS) – Exsulis vota et preces<\/strong> \n \n Domine, exaudi orationem meam, * \n et clamor meus ad te veniat. \n \n Non abscondas faciem tuam a me;\u2020 \n in quacumque die tribulor, * \n inclina ad me aurem tuam. \n In quacumque die invocavero te, * \n velociter exaudi me. \n \n Quia defecerunt sicut fumus dies mei, * \n et ossa mea sicut cremium aruerunt. \n Percussum est ut fenum et aruit cor meum, * \n etenim oblitus sum comedere panem meum. \n \n A voce gemitus mei * \n adhaesit os meum carni meae. \n Similis factus sum pellicano solitudinis, * \n factus sum sicut nycticorax in ruinis. \n \n Vigilavi * \n et factus sum sicut passer solitarius in tecto. \n Tota die exprobrabant mihi inimici mei, * \n exardescentes in me per me iurabant. \n \n Quia cinerem tamquam panem manducabam * \n et potum meum cum fletu miscebam, \n a facie irae et increpationis tuae, * \n quia elevans allisisti me. \n \n Dies mei sicut umbra declinaverunt, * \n et ego sicut foenum arui. \n \n Tu autem, Domine, in aeternum permanes, * \n et memoriale tuum \n in generationem et generationem. \n \n Tu exsurgens misereberis Sion,\u2020 \n quia tempus miserendi eius, * \n quia venit tempus, \n \n quoniam placuerunt servis tuis lapides eius * \n et pulveris eius miserentur. \n \n Et timebunt gentes nomen tuum, Domine, * \n et omnes reges terrae gloriam tuam, \n quia aedificavit Dominus Sion * \n et apparuit in gloria sua. \n \n Respexit in orationem inopum * \n et non sprevit precem eorum. \n \n Scribantur haec pro generatione altera, * \n et populus, qui creabitur, laudabit Dominum. \n \n Quia prospexit de excelso sanctuario suo, * \n Dominus de caelo in terram aspexit, \n ut audiret gemitus compeditorum, * \n ut solveret filios mortis; \n \n ut annuntient in Sion nomen Domini * \n et laudem eius in Ierusalem, \n cum congregati fuerint populi in unum * \n et regna, ut serviant Domino. \n \n Humiliavit in via virtutem meam, * \n abbreviavit dies meos. \n \n Dicam: \u00abDeus meus,\u2020 \n ne auferas me in dimidio dierum meorum; * \n in generationem et generationem sunt anni tui. \n \n Initio terram fundasti; * \n et opera manuum tuarum sunt caeli. \n \n Ipsi peribunt, tu autem permanes;\u2020 \n et omnes sicut vestimentum veterascent, * \n et sicut opertorium mutabis eos, et mutabuntur. \n \n Tu autem idem ipse es, * \n et anni tui non deficient. \n Filii servorum tuorum habitabunt, * \n et semen eorum in conspectu tuo firmabitur\u00bb. \n <\/em><\/p><\/td>\n <td valign=\"top\"> \n PSALM <\/strong>101 (102) – <\/strong> \n \n O Lord, listen to my prayer * \n and let my cry for help reach you. \n Do not hide your face from me * \n in the day of my distress. \n Turn your ear towards me * \n and answer me quickly when I call. \n \n For my days are vanishing like smoke, * \n my bones burn away like a fire. \n My heart is withered like the grass. * \n I forget to eat my bread. \n I cry with all my strength * \n and my skin clings to my bones. \n \n I have become like a pelican in the wilderness, * \n like an owl in desolate places. \n I lie awake and I moan * \n like some lonely bird on a roof. \n All day long my foes revile me; * \n those who hate me use my name as a curse. \n \n The bread I eat is ashes; * \n my drink is mingled with tears. \n In your anger, Lord, and your fury * \n you have lifted me up and thrown me down. \n My days are like a passing shadow * \n and I wither away like the grass. \n \n But you, O Lord, will endure for ever * \n and your name from age to age. \n You will arise and have mercy on Zion: \u2020 \n for this is the time to have mercy; * \n yes, the time appointed has come \n for your servants love her very stones, * \n are moved with pity even for her dust. \n \n The nations shall fear the name of the Lord * \n and all the earth’s kings your glory, \n when the Lord shall build up Zion again * \n and appear in all his glory. \n Then he will turn to the prayers of the helpless; * \n he will not despise their prayers. \n \n Let this be written for ages to come * \n that a people yet unborn may praise the Lord; \n for the Lord leaned down from his sanctuary on high. * \n He looked down from heaven to the earth \n that he might hear the groans of the prisoners * \n and free those condemned to die. \n \n The sons of your servants shall dwell untroubled * \n and their race shall endure before you \n that the name of the Lord may be proclaimed in Zion * \n and his praise in the heart of Jerusalem, \n when peoples and kingdoms are gathered together * \n to pay their homage to the Lord. \n \n He has broken my strength in mid-course; * \n he has shortened the days of my life. \n I say to God: “Do not take me away * \n before my days are complete, \n you, whose days last from age to age. \n \n Long ago you founded the earth * \n and the heavens are the work of your hands. \n They will perish but you will remain. * \n They will all wear out like a garment. \n You will change them like clothes that are changed. * \n But you neither change, nor have an end.” \n <\/strong><\/p><\/td>\n <\/tr>\n <tr>\n <td id=\"ps129\" valign=\"top\"> \n PSALMUS 1<\/strong>29<\/strong> <\/strong>(130) <\/strong>(PENITENTIALIS) – De profundis clamavi \n <\/strong> \n De profundis clamavi ad te Domine: * \n Domine exaudi vocem meam. \n Fiant aures tuae intendentes: * \n in vocem deprecationis meae. \n \n Si iniquitates observaveris Domine: * \n Domine quis sustinebit? \n Quia apud te propitiatio est: * \n propter legem tuam sustinui te Domine. \n \n Sustinuit anima mea in verbo eius: * \n speravit anima mea in Domino. \n A custodia matutina usque ad noctem: * \n speret Israel in Domino. \n \n Quia apud Dominum misericordia: * \n et copiosa apud eum redemptio. \n Et ipse redimet Israel: * \n ex omnibus iniquitatibus eius. \n <\/strong><\/p><\/td>\n <td valign=\"top\"> \n PSALM 129 (130) – <\/strong>A cry from the depths<\/strong> \n \n Out of the depths I cry to you, O Lord, * \n Lord, hear my voice! \n O let your ears be attentive * \n to the voice of my pleading. \n \n If you, O Lord, should mark our guilt, * \n Lord, who would survive? \n But with you is found forgiveness: * \n for this we revere you. \n \n My soul is waiting for the Lord, * \n I count on his word. \n My soul is longing for the Lord * \n more than watchman for daybreak. \n Let the watchman count on daybreak * \n and Israel on the Lord. \n \n Because with the Lord there is mercy * \n and fullness of redemption, \n Israel indeed he will redeem * \n from all its iniquity. \n <\/strong><\/p><\/td>\n <\/tr>\n <tr>\n <td id=\"ps142\" valign=\"top\"> \n PSALMUS 142 <\/strong>(143) <\/strong>(PENITENTIALIS) – In angustiis oratio<\/strong> \n \n Domine, exaudi orationem meam,\u2020 \n auribus percipe obsecrationem meam \n in veritate tua; * \n exaudi me in tua iustitia. \n \n Et non intres in iudicium cum servo tuo, * \n quia non iustificabitur in conspectu tuo \n omnis vivens. \n \n Quia persecutus est inimicus animam meam,\u2020 \n contrivit in terra vitam meam, * \n collocavit me in obscuris sicut mortuos a saeculo. \n \n Et anxiatus est in me spiritus meus, * \n in medio mei obriguit cor meum. \n \n Memor fui dierum antiquorum,\u2020 \n meditatus sum in omnibus operibus tuis, * \n in factis manuum tuarum recogitabam. \n \n Expandi manus meas ad te, * \n anima mea sicut terra sine aqua tibi. \n Velociter exaudi me, Domine; * \n defecit spiritus meus. \n \n Non abscondas faciem tuam a me, * \n ne similis fiam descendentibus in lacum. \n Auditam fac mihi mane misericordiam tuam, * \n quia in te speravi. \n \n Notam fac mihi viam, in qua ambulem, * \n quia ad te levavi animam meam. \n Eripe me de inimicis meis, * \n Domine, ad te confugi. \n \n Doce me facere voluntatem tuam, * \n quia Deus meus es tu. \n Spiritus tuus bonus deducet me in terram rectam; * \n \n propter nomen tuum, Domine, vivificabis me. \n in iustitia tua * \n educes de tribulatione animam meam. \n <\/strong><\/p><\/td>\n <td valign=\"top\"> \n PSALM <\/strong>142 (143) – Prayer in distress<\/strong> \n \n Lord, listen to my prayer: * \n turn your ear to my appeal. \n You are faithful, you are just; give answer. \u2020 \n Do not call your servant to judgment * \n for no one is just in your sight. \n \n The enemy pursues my soul; * \n he has crushed my life to the ground; \n he has made me dwell in darkness * \n like the dead, long forgotten. \n Therefore my spirit fails; * \n my heart is numb within me. \n \n I remember the days that are past: * \n I ponder all your works. \n I muse on what your hand has wrought \u2020 \n and to you I stretch out my hands. * \n Like a parched land my soul thirsts for you. \n \n Lord, make haste and answer; * \n for my spirit fails within me. \n Do not hide your face * \n lest I become like those in the grave. \n \n In the morning let me know your love * \n for I put my trust in you. \n Make me know the way I should walk: * \n to you I lift up my soul. \n \n Rescue me, Lord, from my enemies; * \n I have fled to you for refuge. \n Teach me to do your will * \n for you, O Lord, are my God. \n Let your good spirit guide me * \n in ways that are level and smooth. \n \n For your name’s sake, Lord, save my life; * \n in your justice save my soul from distress. \n <\/p><\/td>\n <\/tr>\n <tr>\n <td valign=\"top\"> \n Omnes psalmi: \n <\/em> \n – Orationes cum indulgentiae, Enchiridion Indulgentiarum n.: 9; \n – Textum venit: Liturgia Horarum, ed. Lat \n <\/em><\/p><\/td>\n <td valign=\"top\"> \n – Use: penitential prayers; \n – Origin: Old Testament, Book of Psalms; \n – Indulgence attached, Manual of Indulgences no.: 9; \n – Text according to: Liturgy of the Hours. \n <\/em> <\/strong><\/p><\/td>\n <\/tr>\n<\/table>\n<\/body>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"PSALMUS 6 (PENITENTIALIS) – Homo afflictus Domini clementiam implorat Domine, ne in furore tuo arguas…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"iawp_total_views":12,"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-27144","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.donbosco.press\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/27144","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.donbosco.press\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.donbosco.press\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.donbosco.press\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.donbosco.press\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=27144"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.donbosco.press\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/27144\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.donbosco.press\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=27144"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}

{"id":27144,"date":"2024-03-26T14:39:17","date_gmt":"2024-03-26T14:39:17","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/exciting-knuth.178-32-140-152.plesk.page\/salmi-penitenziali\/"},"modified":"2024-03-27T17:00:59","modified_gmt":"2024-03-27T17:00:59","slug":"penitential-psalms","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.donbosco.press\/en\/penitential-psalms\/","title":{"rendered":"Penitential Psalms"},"content":{"rendered":"\n\n\n<\/title>\n <style>\n .table {\n border-collapse: collapse;\n }\n .table td {\n border: 1px solid #ccc;\n }\n .table td {\n padding: 0.3rem;\n width: 50%;\n }\n <\/style>\n<\/head>\n<body>\n<table cellspacing=\"0\" cellpadding=\"0\" class=\"table\">\n <tr>\n <td id=\"ps6\" valign=\"top\"> \n PSALMUS 6 (PENITENTIALIS) – Homo afflictus Domini clementiam implorat<\/strong> \n \n Domine, ne in furore tuo arguas me, * \n neque in ira tua corripias me. \n Miserere mei, Domine, quoniam infirmus sum; * \n sana me, Domine, \n quoniam conturbata sunt ossa mea. \n \n Et anima mea turbata est valde, * \n sed tu, Domine, usquequo? \n Convertere, Domine, eripe animam meam; * \n salvum me fac propter misericordiam tuam. \n \n Quoniam non est in morte, qui memor sit tui, * \n in inferno autem quis confitebitur tibi? \n \n Laboravi in gemitu meo,\u2020 \n lavabam per singulas noctes lectum meum; * \n lacrimis meis stratum meum rigabam. \n \n Turbatus est a maerore oculus meus, * \n inveteravi inter omnes inimicos meos. \n \n Discedite a me omnes, qui operamini iniquitatem, * \n quoniam exaudivit Dominus vocem fletus mei. \n \n Exaudivit Dominus deprecationem meam, * \n Dominus orationem meam suscepit. \n Erubescant et conturbentur vehementer \n omnes inimici mei; * \n convertantur et erubescant valde velociter. \n <\/p><\/td>\n <td valign=\"top\"> \n PSALM 6 – A suffering man cries to God for mercy<\/strong> \n \n Lord, do not reprove me in your anger: \u2020 \n punish me not in your rage. * \n Have mercy on me, Lord, I have no strength; \n Lord, heal me, my body is racked; * \n my soul is racked with pain. \n \n But you, O Lord\u2026 how long? * \n Return, Lord, rescue my soul. \n Save me in your merciful love, \u2020 \n for in death no one remembers you; * \n from the grave, who can give you praise? \n \n I am exhausted with my groaning; \u2020 \n every night I drench my pillow with tears; * \n I bedew my bed with weeping. \n My eye wastes away with grief; * \n I have grown old surrounded by my foes. \n \n Leave me, all you who do evil; * \n for the Lord has heard my weeping. \n The Lord has heard my plea; * \n The Lord will accept my prayer. \n All my foes will retire in confusion, * \n foiled and suddenly confounded. \n <\/strong><\/p><\/td>\n <\/tr>\n <tr>\n <td id=\"ps31\" valign=\"top\"> \n PSALMUS 31 <\/strong>(32) <\/strong>(PENITENTIALIS) – Beatus, cui remissa est iniquitas<\/strong> \n \n Beatus, cui remissa est iniquitas * \n et obtectum est peccatum. \n Beatus vir, cui non imputavit Dominus delictum, * \n nec est in spiritu eius dolus. \n \n Quoniam tacui, inveteraverunt ossa mea, * \n dum rugirem tota die. \n Quoniam die ac nocte gravata est super me manus tua, * \n immutatus est vigor meus in ardoribus aestatis. \n \n Peccatum meum cognitum tibi feci * \n et delictum meum non abscondi. \n Dixi: \u00abConfitebor adversum me \n iniquitatem meam Domino\u00bb. * \n Et tu remisisti impietatem peccati mei. \n \n Propter hoc orabit ad te omnis sanctus * \n in tempore opportuno. \n Et in diluvio aquarum multarum * \n ad eum non approximabunt. \n \n Tu es refugium meum, \n a tribulatione conservabis me; * \n exsultationibus salutis circumdabit me. \n \n Intellectum tibi dabo \n et instruam te in via, qua gradieris; * \n firmabo super te oculos meos. \n \n Nolite fieri sicut equus et mulus, * \n quibus non est intellectus; \n in camo et freno si accedis ad constringendum, * \n non approximant ad te. \n \n Multi dolores impii, * \n sperantem autem in Domino \n misericordia circumdabit. \n Laetamini in Domino et exsultate, iusti, * \n et gloriamini, omnes recti corde. \n <\/em><\/p><\/td>\n <td valign=\"top\"> \n PSALM <\/strong>31 (32) – They are happy whose sins are forgiven<\/strong> \n \n Happy the man whose offense is forgiven, * \n whose sin is remitted. \n O happy the man to whom the Lord \n imputes no guilt, * \n in whose spirit is no guile. \n \n I kept it secret and my frame was wasted. \u2020 \n I groaned all the day long, * \n for night and day your hand was heavy upon me. \n Indeed my strength was dried up * \n as by the summer’s heat. \n \n But now I have acknowledged my sins; * \n my guilt I did not hide. \n I said: “I will confess * \n my offense to the Lord.” \n And you, Lord, have forgiven * \n the guilt of my sin. \n \n So let every good man pray to you * \n in the time of need. \n The floods of water may reach high * \n but him they shall not reach. \n You are my hiding place, O Lord; \u2020 \n you save me from distress. * \n You surround me with cries of deliverance. \n \n I will instruct you and teach you * \n the way you should go; \n I will give you counsel * \n with my eye upon you. \n \n Be not like horse and mule, unintelligent, \u2020 \n needing bridle and bit * \n else they will not approach you. \n Many sorrows has the wicked \u2020 \n but he who trusts in the Lord, * \n loving mercy surrounds him. \n \n Rejoice, rejoice in the Lord, * \n exult, you just! \n O come, ring out your joy, * \n all you upright of heart. \n <\/strong><\/p><\/td>\n <\/tr>\n <tr>\n <td id=\"ps37\" valign=\"top\"> \n PSALMUS 37 <\/strong>(38) <\/strong>(PENITENTIALIS) – Obsecratio peccatoris in extremo periculo constituti<\/strong> \n \n Domine, ne in furore tuo arguas me, * \n neque in ira tua corripias me, \n quoniam sagittae tuae infixae sunt mihi, * \n et descendit super me manus tua. \n \n Non est sanitas in carne mea a facie indignationis tuae, * \n non est pax ossibus meis a facie peccatorum meorum. \n Quoniam iniquitates meae supergressae sunt caput meum * \n et sicut onus grave gravant me nimis. \n \n Putruerunt et corrupti sunt livores mei * \n a facie insipientiae meae. \n Inclinatus sum et incurvatus nimis; * \n tota die contristatus ingrediebar. \n \n Quoniam lumbi mei impleti sunt ardoribus, * \n et non est sanitas in carne mea. \n Afflictus sum et humiliatus sum nimis, * \n rugiebam a gemitu cordis mei. \n \n Domine, ante te omne desiderium meum, * \n et gemitus meus a te non est absconditus. \n \n Palpitavit cor meum, dereliquit me virtus mea, * \n et lumen oculorum meorum, \n et ipsum non est mecum. \n \n Amici mei et proximi mei \n procul a plaga mea steterunt, * \n et propinqui mei de longe steterunt. \n \n Et laqueos posuerunt, \n qui quaerebant animam meam,\u2020 \n et, qui requirebant mala mihi, \n locuti sunt insidias * \n et dolos tota die meditabantur. \n \n Ego autem tamquam surdus non audiebam * \n et sicut mutus non aperiens os suum; \n et factus sum sicut homo non audiens * \n et non habens in ore suo redargutiones. \n \n Quoniam in te, Domine, speravi, * \n tu exaudies, Domine Deus meus. \n \n Quia dixi: \u00abNequando supergaudeant mihi; * \n dum commoventur pedes mei, \n magnificantur super me\u00bb. \n \n Quoniam ego in lapsum paratus sum, * \n et dolor meus in conspectu meo semper. \n Quoniam iniquitatem meam annuntiabo * \n et sollicitus sum de peccato meo. \n \n Inimici autem mei vivunt et confirmati sunt, * \n et multiplicati sunt, qui oderunt me inique. \n Retribuentes mala pro bonis detrahebant mihi * \n pro eo quod sequebar bonitatem. \n \n Ne derelinquas me, Domine; * \n Deus meus, ne discesseris a me. \n Festina in adiutorium meum, * \n Domine, salus mea. \n <\/em><\/p><\/td>\n <td valign=\"top\"> \n PSALM <\/strong>37 (38) – A sinner in extreme danger prays earnestly to God<\/strong> \n \n O Lord, do not rebuke me in your anger; * \n do not punish me, Lord, in your rage. \n Your arrows have sunk deep in me; * \n your hand has come down upon me. \n \n Through your anger all my body is sick: * \n through my sin, there is no health in my limbs. \n My guilt towers higher than my head; * \n it is a weight too heavy to bear. \n \n My wounds are foul and festering, * \n the result of my own folly. \n I am bowed and brought to my knees. * \n I go mourning all the day long. \n \n All my frame burns with fever; * \n all my body is sick. \n Spent and utterly crushed, * \n I cry aloud in anguish of heart. \n \n O Lord, you know all my longing: * \n my groans are not hidden from you. \n My heart throbs, my strength is spent; * \n the very light has gone from my eyes. \n \n My friends avoid me like a leper; * \n those closest to me stand afar off. \n Those who plot against my life lay snares; \u2020 \n those who seek my ruin speak of harm, * \n planning treachery all the day long. \n \n But I am like the deaf who cannot hear, * \n like the dumb unable to speak. \n I am like a man who hears nothing, * \n in whose mouth is no defense. \n \n I count on you, O Lord: * \n it is you, Lord God, who will answer. \n I pray: “Do not let them mock me, * \n those who triumph if my foot should slip.” \n \n For I am on the point of falling * \n and my pain is always before me. \n I confess that I am guilty * \n and my sin fills me with dismay. \n \n My wanton enemies are numberless * \n and my lying foes are many. \n They repay me evil for good * \n and attack me for seeking what is right. \n \n O Lord, do not forsake me! * \n My God, do not stay afar off! \n Make haste and come to my help, * \n O Lord, my God, my savior! \n <\/strong><\/p><\/td>\n <\/tr>\n <tr>\n <td id=\"ps50\" valign=\"top\"> \n PSALMUS 50 <\/strong>(51) <\/strong>(PENITENTIALIS) – MISERERE mei, Deus \n <\/strong> \n Miserere mei, Deus, * \n secundum misericordiam tuam; \n et secundum multitudinem miserationum tuarum * \n dele iniquitatem meam. \n \n Amplius lava me ab iniquitate mea, * \n et a peccato meo munda me. \n Quoniam iniquitatem meam ego cognosco, * \n et peccatum meum contra me est semper. \n \n Tibi, tibi soli peccavi, * \n et malum coram te feci, \n ut iustus inveniaris in sententia tua * \n et aequus in iudicio tuo. \n \n Ecce enim in iniquitate generatus sum, * \n et in peccato concepit me mater mea. \n Ecce enim veritatem in corde dilexisti * \n et in occulto sapientiam manifestasti mihi. \n \n Asperges me hyssopo, et mundabor; * \n lavabis me, et super nivem dealbabor. \n Audire me facies gaudium et laetitiam, * \n et exsultabunt ossa, quae contrivisti. \n \n Averte faciem tuam a peccatis meis, * \n et omnes iniquitates meas dele. \n Cor mundum crea in me, Deus, * \n et spiritum firmum innova in visceribus meis. \n \n Ne proicias me a facie tua, * \n et spiritum sanctum tuum ne auferas a me. \n Redde mihi laetitiam salutaris tui, * \n et spiritu promptissimo confirma me. \n \n Docebo iniquos vias tuas, * \n et impii ad te convertentur. \n Libera me de sanguinibus, Deus, Deus salutis me, * \n et exsultabit lingua mea iustitiam tuam. \n \n Domine, labia mea aperies, * \n et os meum annuntiabit laudem tuam. \n Non enim sacrificio delectaris, * \n holocaustum, si offeram, non placebit. \n \n Sacrificium Deo spiritus contribulatus, * \n cor contritum et humiliatum, Deus, non despicies. \n Benigne fac, Domine, in bona voluntate tua Sion, * \n ut aedificentur muri Ierusalem. \n \n Tunc acceptabis sacrificium iustitiae, oblationes et holocausta; * \n tunc imponent super altare tuum vitulos. \n <\/p><\/td>\n <td valign=\"top\"> \n PSALM 50 (51) – O God, have mercy on me<\/strong> \n \n Have mercy on me, God, in your kindness. * \n In your compassion blot out my offense. \n O wash me more and more from my guilt * \n and cleanse me from my sin. \n \n My offenses truly I know them; * \n my sin is always before me \n Against you, you alone, have I sinned; * \n what is evil in your sight I have done. \n \n That you may be justified when you give sentence * \n and be without reproach when you judge, \n O see, in guilt I was born, * \n a sinner was I conceived. \n \n Indeed you love truth in the heart; * \n then in the secret of my heart teach me wisdom. \n O purify me, then I shall be clean; * \n O wash me, I shall be whiter than snow. \n \n Make me hear rejoicing and gladness, * \n that the bones you have crushed may revive. \n From my sins turn away your face * \n and blot out all my guilt. \n \n A pure heart create for me, O God, * \n put a steadfast spirit within me. \n Do not cast me away from your presence, * \n nor deprive me of your holy spirit. \n \n Give me again the joy of your help; * \n with a spirit of fervor sustain me, \n that I may teach transgressors your ways * \n and sinners may return to you. \n \n O rescue me, God, my helper, * \n and my tongue shall ring out your goodness. \n O Lord, open my lips * \n and my mouth shall declare your praise. \n \n For in sacrifice you take no delight, * \n burnt offering from me you would refuse, \n my sacrifice, a contrite spirit, * \n a humbled, contrite heart you will not spurn. \n \n In your goodness, show favor to Zion: * \n rebuild the walls of Jerusalem. \n Then you will be pleased with lawful sacrifice, * \n holocausts offered on your altar. \n <\/strong><\/p><\/td>\n <\/tr>\n <tr>\n <td id=\"ps101\" valign=\"top\"> \n PSALMUS 101 <\/strong>(102) <\/strong>(PENITENTIALIS) – Exsulis vota et preces<\/strong> \n \n Domine, exaudi orationem meam, * \n et clamor meus ad te veniat. \n \n Non abscondas faciem tuam a me;\u2020 \n in quacumque die tribulor, * \n inclina ad me aurem tuam. \n In quacumque die invocavero te, * \n velociter exaudi me. \n \n Quia defecerunt sicut fumus dies mei, * \n et ossa mea sicut cremium aruerunt. \n Percussum est ut fenum et aruit cor meum, * \n etenim oblitus sum comedere panem meum. \n \n A voce gemitus mei * \n adhaesit os meum carni meae. \n Similis factus sum pellicano solitudinis, * \n factus sum sicut nycticorax in ruinis. \n \n Vigilavi * \n et factus sum sicut passer solitarius in tecto. \n Tota die exprobrabant mihi inimici mei, * \n exardescentes in me per me iurabant. \n \n Quia cinerem tamquam panem manducabam * \n et potum meum cum fletu miscebam, \n a facie irae et increpationis tuae, * \n quia elevans allisisti me. \n \n Dies mei sicut umbra declinaverunt, * \n et ego sicut foenum arui. \n \n Tu autem, Domine, in aeternum permanes, * \n et memoriale tuum \n in generationem et generationem. \n \n Tu exsurgens misereberis Sion,\u2020 \n quia tempus miserendi eius, * \n quia venit tempus, \n \n quoniam placuerunt servis tuis lapides eius * \n et pulveris eius miserentur. \n \n Et timebunt gentes nomen tuum, Domine, * \n et omnes reges terrae gloriam tuam, \n quia aedificavit Dominus Sion * \n et apparuit in gloria sua. \n \n Respexit in orationem inopum * \n et non sprevit precem eorum. \n \n Scribantur haec pro generatione altera, * \n et populus, qui creabitur, laudabit Dominum. \n \n Quia prospexit de excelso sanctuario suo, * \n Dominus de caelo in terram aspexit, \n ut audiret gemitus compeditorum, * \n ut solveret filios mortis; \n \n ut annuntient in Sion nomen Domini * \n et laudem eius in Ierusalem, \n cum congregati fuerint populi in unum * \n et regna, ut serviant Domino. \n \n Humiliavit in via virtutem meam, * \n abbreviavit dies meos. \n \n Dicam: \u00abDeus meus,\u2020 \n ne auferas me in dimidio dierum meorum; * \n in generationem et generationem sunt anni tui. \n \n Initio terram fundasti; * \n et opera manuum tuarum sunt caeli. \n \n Ipsi peribunt, tu autem permanes;\u2020 \n et omnes sicut vestimentum veterascent, * \n et sicut opertorium mutabis eos, et mutabuntur. \n \n Tu autem idem ipse es, * \n et anni tui non deficient. \n Filii servorum tuorum habitabunt, * \n et semen eorum in conspectu tuo firmabitur\u00bb. \n <\/em><\/p><\/td>\n <td valign=\"top\"> \n PSALM <\/strong>101 (102) – <\/strong> \n \n O Lord, listen to my prayer * \n and let my cry for help reach you. \n Do not hide your face from me * \n in the day of my distress. \n Turn your ear towards me * \n and answer me quickly when I call. \n \n For my days are vanishing like smoke, * \n my bones burn away like a fire. \n My heart is withered like the grass. * \n I forget to eat my bread. \n I cry with all my strength * \n and my skin clings to my bones. \n \n I have become like a pelican in the wilderness, * \n like an owl in desolate places. \n I lie awake and I moan * \n like some lonely bird on a roof. \n All day long my foes revile me; * \n those who hate me use my name as a curse. \n \n The bread I eat is ashes; * \n my drink is mingled with tears. \n In your anger, Lord, and your fury * \n you have lifted me up and thrown me down. \n My days are like a passing shadow * \n and I wither away like the grass. \n \n But you, O Lord, will endure for ever * \n and your name from age to age. \n You will arise and have mercy on Zion: \u2020 \n for this is the time to have mercy; * \n yes, the time appointed has come \n for your servants love her very stones, * \n are moved with pity even for her dust. \n \n The nations shall fear the name of the Lord * \n and all the earth’s kings your glory, \n when the Lord shall build up Zion again * \n and appear in all his glory. \n Then he will turn to the prayers of the helpless; * \n he will not despise their prayers. \n \n Let this be written for ages to come * \n that a people yet unborn may praise the Lord; \n for the Lord leaned down from his sanctuary on high. * \n He looked down from heaven to the earth \n that he might hear the groans of the prisoners * \n and free those condemned to die. \n \n The sons of your servants shall dwell untroubled * \n and their race shall endure before you \n that the name of the Lord may be proclaimed in Zion * \n and his praise in the heart of Jerusalem, \n when peoples and kingdoms are gathered together * \n to pay their homage to the Lord. \n \n He has broken my strength in mid-course; * \n he has shortened the days of my life. \n I say to God: “Do not take me away * \n before my days are complete, \n you, whose days last from age to age. \n \n Long ago you founded the earth * \n and the heavens are the work of your hands. \n They will perish but you will remain. * \n They will all wear out like a garment. \n You will change them like clothes that are changed. * \n But you neither change, nor have an end.” \n <\/strong><\/p><\/td>\n <\/tr>\n <tr>\n <td id=\"ps129\" valign=\"top\"> \n PSALMUS 1<\/strong>29<\/strong> <\/strong>(130) <\/strong>(PENITENTIALIS) – De profundis clamavi \n <\/strong> \n De profundis clamavi ad te Domine: * \n Domine exaudi vocem meam. \n Fiant aures tuae intendentes: * \n in vocem deprecationis meae. \n \n Si iniquitates observaveris Domine: * \n Domine quis sustinebit? \n Quia apud te propitiatio est: * \n propter legem tuam sustinui te Domine. \n \n Sustinuit anima mea in verbo eius: * \n speravit anima mea in Domino. \n A custodia matutina usque ad noctem: * \n speret Israel in Domino. \n \n Quia apud Dominum misericordia: * \n et copiosa apud eum redemptio. \n Et ipse redimet Israel: * \n ex omnibus iniquitatibus eius. \n <\/strong><\/p><\/td>\n <td valign=\"top\"> \n PSALM 129 (130) – <\/strong>A cry from the depths<\/strong> \n \n Out of the depths I cry to you, O Lord, * \n Lord, hear my voice! \n O let your ears be attentive * \n to the voice of my pleading. \n \n If you, O Lord, should mark our guilt, * \n Lord, who would survive? \n But with you is found forgiveness: * \n for this we revere you. \n \n My soul is waiting for the Lord, * \n I count on his word. \n My soul is longing for the Lord * \n more than watchman for daybreak. \n Let the watchman count on daybreak * \n and Israel on the Lord. \n \n Because with the Lord there is mercy * \n and fullness of redemption, \n Israel indeed he will redeem * \n from all its iniquity. \n <\/strong><\/p><\/td>\n <\/tr>\n <tr>\n <td id=\"ps142\" valign=\"top\"> \n PSALMUS 142 <\/strong>(143) <\/strong>(PENITENTIALIS) – In angustiis oratio<\/strong> \n \n Domine, exaudi orationem meam,\u2020 \n auribus percipe obsecrationem meam \n in veritate tua; * \n exaudi me in tua iustitia. \n \n Et non intres in iudicium cum servo tuo, * \n quia non iustificabitur in conspectu tuo \n omnis vivens. \n \n Quia persecutus est inimicus animam meam,\u2020 \n contrivit in terra vitam meam, * \n collocavit me in obscuris sicut mortuos a saeculo. \n \n Et anxiatus est in me spiritus meus, * \n in medio mei obriguit cor meum. \n \n Memor fui dierum antiquorum,\u2020 \n meditatus sum in omnibus operibus tuis, * \n in factis manuum tuarum recogitabam. \n \n Expandi manus meas ad te, * \n anima mea sicut terra sine aqua tibi. \n Velociter exaudi me, Domine; * \n defecit spiritus meus. \n \n Non abscondas faciem tuam a me, * \n ne similis fiam descendentibus in lacum. \n Auditam fac mihi mane misericordiam tuam, * \n quia in te speravi. \n \n Notam fac mihi viam, in qua ambulem, * \n quia ad te levavi animam meam. \n Eripe me de inimicis meis, * \n Domine, ad te confugi. \n \n Doce me facere voluntatem tuam, * \n quia Deus meus es tu. \n Spiritus tuus bonus deducet me in terram rectam; * \n \n propter nomen tuum, Domine, vivificabis me. \n in iustitia tua * \n educes de tribulatione animam meam. \n <\/strong><\/p><\/td>\n <td valign=\"top\"> \n PSALM <\/strong>142 (143) – Prayer in distress<\/strong> \n \n Lord, listen to my prayer: * \n turn your ear to my appeal. \n You are faithful, you are just; give answer. \u2020 \n Do not call your servant to judgment * \n for no one is just in your sight. \n \n The enemy pursues my soul; * \n he has crushed my life to the ground; \n he has made me dwell in darkness * \n like the dead, long forgotten. \n Therefore my spirit fails; * \n my heart is numb within me. \n \n I remember the days that are past: * \n I ponder all your works. \n I muse on what your hand has wrought \u2020 \n and to you I stretch out my hands. * \n Like a parched land my soul thirsts for you. \n \n Lord, make haste and answer; * \n for my spirit fails within me. \n Do not hide your face * \n lest I become like those in the grave. \n \n In the morning let me know your love * \n for I put my trust in you. \n Make me know the way I should walk: * \n to you I lift up my soul. \n \n Rescue me, Lord, from my enemies; * \n I have fled to you for refuge. \n Teach me to do your will * \n for you, O Lord, are my God. \n Let your good spirit guide me * \n in ways that are level and smooth. \n \n For your name’s sake, Lord, save my life; * \n in your justice save my soul from distress. \n <\/p><\/td>\n <\/tr>\n <tr>\n <td valign=\"top\"> \n Omnes psalmi: \n <\/em> \n – Orationes cum indulgentiae, Enchiridion Indulgentiarum n.: 9; \n – Textum venit: Liturgia Horarum, ed. 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