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Psalm 141
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- John Blow (v. 2, in English)
- Dmitri Bortniansky (SSA, Church Slavonic)
- Moritz Brosig (v. 2, in Latin)
Texts & translations
Clementine Vulgate (Psalm 140)
Latin text
1 Psalmus David. Domine, clamavi ad te : exaudi me ; intende voci meæ, cum clamavero ad te.
2 Dirigatur oratio mea sicut incensum in conspectu tuo ; elevatio manuum mearum sacrificium vespertinum.
3 Pone, Domine, custodiam ori meo, et ostium circumstantiæ labiis meis.
4 Non declines cor meum in verba malitiæ, ad excusandas excusationes in peccatis ; cum hominibus operantibus iniquitatem, et non communicabo cum electis eorum.
5 Corripiet me justus in misericordia, et increpabit me : oleum autem peccatoris non impinguet caput meum. Quoniam adhuc et oratio mea in beneplacitis eorum :
6 absorpti sunt juncti petræ judices eorum. Audient verba mea, quoniam potuerunt.
7 Sicut crassitudo terræ erupta est super terram, dissipata sunt ossa nostra secus infernum.
8 Quia ad te, Domine, Domine, oculi mei ; in te speravi, non auferas animam meam.
9 Custodi me a laqueo quem statuerunt mihi, et a scandalis operantium iniquitatem.
10 Cadent in retiaculo ejus peccatores : singulariter sum ego, donec transeam.
Church of England 1662 Book of Common Prayer
English text
1 LORD, I call upon thee, haste thee unto me : and consider my voice when I cry unto thee.
2 Let my prayer be set forth in thy sight as the incense : and let the lifting up of my hands be an evening sacrifice.
3 Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth : and keep the door of my lips.
4 O let not mine heart be inclined to any evil thing : let me not be occupied in ungodly works with the men that work wickedness, lest I eat of such things as please them.
5 Let the righteous rather smite me friendly : and reprove me.
6 But let not their precious balms break my head : yea, I will pray yet against their wickedness.
7 Let their judges be overthrown in stony places : that they may hear my words, for they are sweet.
8 Our bones lie scattered before the pit : like as when one breaketh and heweth wood upon the earth.
9 But mine eyes look unto thee, O Lord God : in thee is my trust , O cast not out my soul.
10 Keep me from the snare that they have laid for me : and from the traps of the wicked doers.
11 Let the ungodly fall into their own nets together : and let me ever escape them.
