| 2 κύριε ὁ θεὸς τῆς σωτηρίας μου ἡμέρας ἐκέκραξα καὶ ἐν νυκτὶ ἐναντίον σου 3 εἰσελθάτω ἐνώπιόν σου ἡ προσευχή μου κλῖνον τὸ οὖς σου εἰς τὴν δέησίν μου κύριε 4 ὅτι ἐπλήσθη κακῶν ἡ ψυχή μου καὶ ἡ ζωή μου τῷ ᾅδῃ ἤγγισεν 5 προσελογίσθην μετὰ τῶν καταβαινόντων εἰς λάκκον ἐγενήθην ὡς ἄνθρωπος ἀβοήθητος ἐν νεκροῖς ἐλεύθερος 6 ὡσεὶ τραυματίαι ἐρριμμένοι καθεύδοντες ἐν τάφῳ ὧν οὐκ ἐμνήσθης ἔτι καὶ αὐτοὶ ἐκ τῆς χειρός σου ἀπώσθησαν 7 ἔθεντό με ἐν λάκκῳ κατωτάτῳ ἐν σκοτεινοῖς καὶ ἐν σκιᾷ θανάτου 8 ἐ{P'} ἐμὲ ἐπεστηρίχθη ὁ θυμός σου καὶ πάντας τοὺς μετεωρισμούς σου ἐ{P'} ἐμὲ ἐπήγαγες διάψαλμα 9 ἐμάκρυνας τοὺς γνωστούς μου ἀ{P'} ἐμοῦ ἔθεντό με βδέλυγμα ἑαυτοῖς παρεδόθην καὶ οὐκ ἐξεπορευόμην 10 οἱ ὀφθαλμοί μου ἠσθένησαν ἀπὸ πτωχείας ἐκέκραξα πρὸς σέ κύριε ὅλην τὴν ἡμέραν διεπέτασα πρὸς σὲ τὰς χεῖράς μου |
2 Lord God, day and night I cry bitterly to thee; 3 let my prayer reach thy pre-sence, give audience to my entreaty, 4 for indeed my heart is full of trouble. My life sinks ever closer to the grave; 5 I count as one of those who go down into the abyss, like one powerless. 6 As well lie among the dead, men laid low in the grave, men thou rememberest no longer, cast away, now, from thy protecting hand. 7 Such is the place where thou hast laid me, in a deep pit where the dark waters swirl; 8 heavily thy anger weighs down on me, and thou dost overwhelm me with its full flood. 9 Thou hast estranged all my acquaintance from me, so that they treat me as a thing accursed; I lie in a prison whence there is no escape, 10 my eyes grow dim with tears. On thee I call, to thee stretch out my hands, each day that passes. |
2 Domine, Deus salutis meæ,
in die clamavi et nocte coram te. 3
Intret in conspectu tuo oratio mea,
inclina aurem tuam ad precem meam. 4
Quia repleta est malis anima mea,
et vita mea inferno appropinquavit. 5
Æstimatus sum cum descendentibus in lacum,
factus sum sicut homo sine adjutorio, 6
inter mortuos liber;
sicut vulnerati dormientes in sepulchris,
quorum non es memor amplius,
et ipsi de manu tua repulsi sunt. 7
Posuerunt me in lacu inferiori,
in tenebrosis, et in umbra mortis. 8
Super me confirmatus est furor tuus,
et omnes fluctus tuos induxisti super me. 9
Longe fecisti notos meos a me;
posuerunt me abominationem sibi.
Traditus sum, et non egrediebar; 10
oculi mei languerunt præ inopia.
Clamavi ad te, Domine, tota die;
expandi ad te manus meas. |