| 7 ἐγὼ δὲ εἶπα ἐν τῇ εὐθηνίᾳ μου οὐ μὴ σαλευθῶ εἰς τὸν αἰῶνα 8 κύριε ἐν τῷ θελήματί σου παρέσχου τῷ κάλλει μου δύναμιν ἀπέστρεψας δὲ τὸ πρόσωπόν σου καὶ ἐγενήθην τεταραγμένος 9 πρὸς σέ κύριε κεκράξομαι καὶ πρὸς τὸν θεόν μου δεηθήσομαι 10 τίς ὠφέλεια ἐν τῷ αἵματί μου ἐν τῷ καταβῆναί με εἰς διαφθοράν μὴ ἐξομολογήσεταί σοι χοῦς ἢ ἀναγγελεῖ τὴν ἀλήθειάν σου 11 ἤκουσεν κύριος καὶ ἠλέησέν με κύριος ἐγενήθη βοηθός μου 12 ἔστρεψας τὸν κοπετόν μου εἰς χορὸν ἐμοί διέρρηξας τὸν σάκκον μου καὶ περιέζωσάς με εὐφροσύνην 13 ὅπως ἂν ψάλῃ σοι ἡ δόξα μου καὶ οὐ μὴ κατανυγῶ κύριε ὁ θεός μου εἰς τὸν αἰῶνα ἐξομολογήσομαί σοι |
7 I, too, had thought, in time of ease, Nothing can shake me now; 8 such power and state, Lord, had thy mercy granted me. Then thou didst turn thy face away from me, and I was at peace no more. 9 Lord, I was fain to plead with thee, cry upon God for pity: 10 How will it profit thee to take my life? I can but go down into the grave; and will this dust give thanks to thee, or acknowledge, there, thy faithfulness? 11 Listen, Lord, and spare; Lord, let thy aid befriend me. 12 With that, thou didst turn my sadness into rejoicing, thou hast undone the sackcloth I wore, and girded me about with gladness. 13 So may this heart never tire of singing praises; O Lord my God, I will give thanks to thee for ever. |
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Ego autem dixi in abundantia mea:
Non movebor in æternum. 8
Domine, in voluntate tua præstitisti decori meo virtutem;
avertisti faciem tuam a me, et factus sum conturbatus. 9
Ad te, Domine, clamabo,
et ad Deum meum deprecabor. 10
Quæ utilitas in sanguine meo,
dum descendo in corruptionem?
numquid confitebitur tibi pulvis,
aut annuntiabit veritatem tuam? 11
Audivit Dominus, et misertus est mei;
Dominus factus est adjutor meus. 12
Convertisti planctum meum in gaudium mihi;
conscidisti saccum meum, et circumdedisti me lætitia: 13
ut cantet tibi gloria mea, et non compungar.
Domine Deus meus, in æternum confitebor tibi. |