1¤ In my trouble I cried to the Lord: and he heard me.2O Lord, deliver my soul from wicked lips, and a deceitful tongue.3What shall be given to thee, or what shall be added to thee, to a deceitful tongue?4The sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals that lay waste.5Woe is me, that my sojourning is prolonged! I have dwelt with the inhabitants of Cedar:6My soul hath been long a sojourner.7With them that hated peace I was peaceable: when I spoke to them they fought against me without cause.
A gradual canticle.1¤ I have lifted up my eyes to the mountains, from whence help shall come to me.2My help is from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.3May he not suffer thy foot to be moved: neither let him slumber that keepeth thee.4Behold he shall neither slumber nor sleep, that keepeth Israel.5The Lord is thy keeper, the Lord is thy protection upon thy right hand.6The sun shall not burn thee by day: nor the moon by night.7The Lord keepeth thee from all evil: may the Lord keep thy soul.8May the Lord keep thy coming in and thy going out; from henceforth now and for ever.
A gradual canticle.1¤ I rejoiced at the things that were said to me: We shall go into the house of the Lord.2Our feet were standing in thy courts, O Jerusalem.3Jerusalem, which is built as a city, which is compact together.4For thither did the tribes go up, the tribes of the Lord: the testimony of Israel, to praise the name of the Lord.5Because their seats have sat in judgment, seats upon the house of David.6Pray ye for the things that are for the peace of Jerusalem: and abundance for them that love thee.7Let peace be in thy strength: and abundance in thy towers.8For the sake of my brethren, and of my neighbours, I spoke peace of thee.9Because of the house of the Lord our God, I have sought good things for thee.
A gradual canticle.1¤ To thee have I lifted up my eyes, who dwellest in heaven.2Behold as the eyes of servants are on the hands of their masters, As the eyes of the handmaid are on the hands of her mistress: so are our eyes unto the Lord our God, until he have mercy on us.3Have mercy on us, O Lord, have mercy on us: for we are greatly filled with contempt.4For our soul is greatly filled: we are a reproach to the rich, and contempt to the proud.