| 1 προσευχὴ τοῦ Μωυσῆ ἀνθρώπου τοῦ θεοῦ κύριε καταφυγὴ ἐγενήθης ἡμῖν ἐν γενεᾷ καὶ γενεᾷ 2 πρὸ τοῦ ὄρη γενηθῆναι καὶ πλασθῆναι τὴν γῆν καὶ τὴν οἰκουμένην καὶ ἀπὸ τοῦ αἰῶνος ἕως τοῦ αἰῶνος σὺ εἶ 3 μὴ ἀποστρέψῃς ἄνθρωπον εἰς ταπείνωσιν καὶ εἶπας ἐπιστρέψατε υἱοὶ ἀνθρώπων 4 ὅτι χίλια ἔτη ἐν ὀφθαλμοῖς σου ὡς ἡ ἡμέρα ἡ ἐχθές ἥτις διῆλθεν καὶ φυλακὴ ἐν νυκτί 5 τὰ ἐξουδενώματα αὐτῶν ἔτη ἔσονται τὸ πρωὶ ὡσεὶ χλόη παρέλθοι 6 τὸ πρωὶ ἀνθήσαι καὶ παρέλθοι τὸ ἑσπέρας ἀποπέσοι σκληρυνθείη καὶ ξηρανθείη 7 ὅτι ἐξελίπομεν ἐν τῇ ὀργῇ σου καὶ ἐν τῷ θυμῷ σου ἐταράχθημεν 8 ἔθου τὰς ἀνομίας ἡμῶν ἐνώπιόν σου ὁ αἰὼν ἡμῶν εἰς φωτισμὸν τοῦ προσώπου σου 9 ὅτι πᾶσαι αἱ ἡμέραι ἡμῶν ἐξέλιπον καὶ ἐν τῇ ὀργῇ σου ἐξελίπομεν τὰ ἔτη ἡμῶν ὡς ἀράχνην ἐμελέτων 10 αἱ ἡμέραι τῶν ἐτῶν ἡμῶν ἐν αὐτοῖς ἑβδομήκοντα ἔτη ἐὰν δὲ ἐν δυναστείαις ὀγδοήκοντα ἔτη καὶ τὸ πλεῖον αὐτῶν κόπος καὶ πόνος ὅτι ἐπῆλθεν πραΰτης ἐ{F'} ἡμᾶς καὶ παιδευθησόμεθα 11 τίς γινώσκει τὸ κράτος τῆς ὀργῆς σου καὶ ἀπὸ τοῦ φόβου σου τὸν θυμόν σου 12 ἐξαριθμήσασθαι τὴν δεξιάν σου οὕτως γνώρισον καὶ τοὺς πεπεδημένους τῇ καρδίᾳ ἐν σοφίᾳ |
1 Lord, thou hast been our refuge from generation to generation. 2 Before the hills came to birth, before the whole frame of the world was engendered, from eternity to eternity, O God, thou art. 3 And wilt thou bring man to dust again, that thou sayest, Return, children of Adam, to what you were? 4 In thy sight, a thousand years are but as yesterday, that has come and gone, or as one of the night-watches. 5 Swiftly thou bearest our lives away, as a waking dream, 6 or the green grass that blooms fresh with the morning; night finds it faded and dead. 7 Still thy anger takes toll of us, thy displeasure denies us rest, 8 so jealous thy scrutiny of our wrong-doing, so clear our hidden sins shew in the light of thy presence. 9 Day after day vanishes, and still thy anger lasts; swift as a breath our lives pass away. 10 What is our span of days? Seventy years it lasts, eighty years, if lusty folk we be; for the more part, toil and frustration; years that vanish in a moment, and we are gone. 11 Alas, that so few heed thy vengeance, 12 measure thy anger by the reverence we owe thee! Teach us to count every passing day, till our hearts find wisdom. |
1 Domine, refugium factus es nobis
a generatione in generationem. 2
Priusquam montes fierent,
aut formaretur terra et orbis,
a sæculo et usque in sæculum tu es, Deus. 3
Ne avertas hominem in humilitatem:
et dixisti: Convertimini, filii hominum. 4
Quoniam mille anni ante oculos tuos
tamquam dies hesterna quæ præteriit:
et custodia in nocte 5 quæ pro nihilo habentur,
eorum anni erunt. 6
Mane sicut herba transeat;
mane floreat, et transeat;
vespere decidat, induret, et arescat. 7
Quia defecimus in ira tua,
et in furore tuo turbati sumus. 8
Posuisti iniquitates nostras in conspectu tuo;
sæculum nostrum in illuminatione vultus tui. 9
Quoniam omnes dies nostri defecerunt,
et in ira tua defecimus.
Anni nostri sicut aranea meditabuntur; 10
dies annorum nostrorum in ipsis septuaginta anni.
Si autem in potentatibus octoginta anni,
et amplius eorum labor et dolor;
quoniam supervenit mansuetudo, et corripiemur. 11
Quis novit potestatem iræ tuæ,
et præ timore tuo iram tuam 12 dinumerare?
Dexteram tuam sic notam fac,
et eruditos corde in sapientia. |