Psalmorum 11
Clementine Vulgate, 1598Translation
Clementine Vulgate, 1598
Douay-Rheims Bible, American Edition (1899)
1In finem, pro octava. Psalmus David.
1Unto the end; for the octave, a psalm for David.
2[Salvum me fac, Domine, quoniam defecit sanctus, quoniam diminutæ sunt veritates a filiis hominum.
2Save me, O Lord, for there is now no saint: truths are decayed from among the children of men.
3Vana locuti sunt unusquisque ad proximum suum; labia dolosa, in corde et corde locuti sunt.
3They have spoken vain things every one to his neighbour: with deceitful lips, and with a double heart have they spoken.
4Disperdat Dominus universa labia dolosa, et linguam magniloquam.
4May the Lord destroy all deceitful lips, and the tongue that speaketh proud things.
5Qui dixerunt: Linguam nostram magnificabimus; labia nostra a nobis sunt. Quis noster dominus est?
5Who have said: We will magnify our tongue; our lips are our own; who is Lord over us?
6Propter miseriam inopum, et gemitum pauperum, nunc exsurgam, dicit Dominus. Ponam in salutari; fiducialiter agam in eo.
6By reason of the misery of the needy, and the groans of the poor, now will I arise, saith the Lord. I win set him in safety; I will deal confidently in his regard.
7Eloquia Domini, eloquia casta; argentum igne examinatum, probatum terræ, purgatum septuplum.
7The words of the Lord are pure words: as silver tried by the fire, purged from the earth refined seven times.
8Tu, Domine, servabis nos, et custodies nos a generatione hac in æternum.
8Thou, O Lord, wilt preserve us: and keep us from this generation for ever.
9In circuitu impii ambulant: secundum altitudinem tuam multiplicasti filios hominum.]
9The wicked walk round about: according to thy highness, thou best multiplied the children of men.
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