1¤ When I called upon him, the God of my justice heard me: when I was in distress, thou hast enlarged me. Have mercy on me: and hear my prayer.2O ye sons of men, how long will you be dull of heart? why do you love vanity, and seek after lying?3Know ye also that the Lord hath made his holy one wonderful: the Lord will hear me when I shall cry unto him.4Be ye angry, and sin not: the things you say in your hearts, be sorry for them upon your beds.5Offer up the sacrifice of justice, and trust in the Lord: many say, Who sheweth us good things?6The light of thy countenance, O Lord, is signed upon us: thou hast given gladness in my heart.7By the fruit of their corn, their wine, and oil, they are multiplied:8In peace in the self same I will sleep, and I will rest: For thou, O Lord, singularly hast settled me in hope.
Unto the end, for her that obtaineth the inheritance. A psalm for David. For her that obtaineth the inheritance. . .That is, for the church of Christ.1¤ Give ear, O Lord, to my words, understand my cry.2Hearken to the voice of my prayer, O my King and my God.3For to thee will I pray: O Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear my voice.4In the morning I will stand before thee, and I will see: because thou art not a God that willest iniquity.5Neither shall the wicked dwell near thee: nor shall the unjust abide before thy eyes.6Thou hatest all the workers of iniquity: thou wilt destroy all that speak a lie. The bloody and the deceitful man the Lord will abhor.7But as for me in the multitude of thy mercy, I will come into thy house; I will worship towards thy holy temple, in thy fear.8Conduct me, O Lord, in thy justice: because of my enemies, direct my way in thy sight.9For there is no truth in their mouth: their heart is vain.10Their throat is an open sepulchre: they dealt deceitfully with their tongues: judge them, O God. Let them fall from their devices: according to the multitude of their wickednesses cast them out: for they have provoked thee, O Lord.11But let all them be glad that hope in thee: they shall rejoice for ever, and thou shalt dwell in them. And all they that love thy name shall glory in thee.12For thou wilt bless the just. O Lord, thou hast crowned us, as with a shield of thy good will.
The first penitential psalm. Unto the end, in verses, a psalm for David, for the octave. For the octave. . .That is, to be sung on an instrument of eight strings. St. Augustine understands it mystically, of the last resurrection, and the world to come; which is, as it were, the octave, or eighth day, after the seven days of this mortal life: and for this octave, sinners must dispose themselves, like David, by bewailing their sins, whilst they are here upon earth.1¤ O Lord, rebuke me not in thy indignation, nor chastise me in thy wrath.2Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am weak: heal me, O Lord, for my bones are troubled.3And my soul is troubled exceedingly: but thou, O Lord, how long?4Turn to me, O Lord, and deliver my soul: O save me for thy mercy's sake.5For there is no one in death, that is mindful of thee: and who shall confess to thee in hell?6I have laboured in my groanings, every night I will wash my bed: I will water my couch with my tears.7My eye is troubled through indignation: I have grown old amongst all my enemies.8Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity: for the Lord hath heard the voice of my weeping.9The Lord hath heard my supplication: the Lord hath received my prayer.10Let all my enemies be ashamed, and be very much troubled: let them be turned back, and be ashamed very speedily.