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===Metrical 'New Version' ([[Nahum Tate|Tate]]/[[Nicholas Brady|Brady]])=== | |||
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Thy dreadful anger, Lord, restrain, | |||
And spare a wretch forlorn; | |||
Correct me not in thy fierce wrath, | |||
Too heavy to be borne. | |||
Have mercy, Lord, for I grow faint, | |||
Unable to endure | |||
The anguish of my aching bones, | |||
Which thou alone canst cure. | |||
My tortur'd flesh distracts my mind, | |||
And fills my soul with grief; | |||
But, Lord, how long wilt thou delay | |||
To grant me thy relief? | |||
Thy wonted goodness, Lord, repeat, | |||
And ease my troubled soul; | |||
Lord, for thy wondrous mercy's sake | |||
Vouchsafe to make me whole. | |||
For after death no more can I | |||
Thy glorious acts proclaim; | |||
No pris'ner of the silent grave | |||
Can magnify thy Name. | |||
Quite tir'd with pain,with groaning faint, | |||
No hope of ease I see; | |||
The night, that quiets common griefs, | |||
Is spent in tears by me. | |||
My beauty fades, my sight grows dim, | |||
My eyes with weakness close; | |||
Old age o'ertakes me, whilst I think | |||
On my insulting foes. | |||
Depart, ye wicked; in my wrongs | |||
Ye shall no more rejoice; | |||
For God, I find, accepts my tears, | |||
And listens to my voice. | |||
He hears and grants my humble pray'r; | |||
And they that wish my fall | |||
Shall blush and rage to see that God | |||
Protects me from them all. | |||
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{{Verse|9}} The LORD hath heard my supplication; the LORD will receive my prayer. | {{Verse|9}} The LORD hath heard my supplication; the LORD will receive my prayer. | ||
{{Verse|10}} Let all mine enemies be ashamed and sore vexed: let them return and be ashamed suddenly. | {{Verse|10}} Let all mine enemies be ashamed and sore vexed: let them return and be ashamed suddenly. | ||
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{{Verse|9}} der Herr höret mein Flehen, mein Gebet nimmt der Herr an. | {{Verse|9}} der Herr höret mein Flehen, mein Gebet nimmt der Herr an. | ||
{{Verse|10}} Es müssen alle meine Feinde zuschanden werden und sehr erschrecken, sich zurückkehren und zuschanden werden plötzlich | {{Verse|10}} Es müssen alle meine Feinde zuschanden werden und sehr erschrecken, sich zurückkehren und zuschanden werden plötzlich | ||
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Meghallgatta az Úr könyörgésemet, az Úr bevette imádságomat.<br> | Meghallgatta az Úr könyörgésemet, az Úr bevette imádságomat.<br> | ||
Pirúljanak és fölötte zavarodjanak meg minden ellenségeim; térjenek hátra és pirúljanak meg hirtelen. | Pirúljanak és fölötte zavarodjanak meg minden ellenségeim; térjenek hátra és pirúljanak meg hirtelen. | ||
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General Information
Settings by composers
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See also Domine convertere for settings of v.5 as the offertory for Sunday within the Octave of Corpus Christi.
See Laboravi in gemitu for settings of v.7.
Texts & translations
Clementine VulgateLatin text 1 In finem, in carminibus. Psalmus David. Pro octava. 2 Domine, ne in furore tuo arguas me, neque in ira tua corripias me. 3 Miserere mei, Domine, quoniam infirmus sum; sana me, Domine, 4 Et anima mea turbata est valde; sed tu, Domine, usquequo? 5 Convertere, Domine, et eripe animam meam; salvum me fac propter misericordiam tuam. 6 Quoniam non est in morte qui memor sit tui; in inferno autem quis confitebitur tibi? 7 Laboravi in gemitu meo; lavabo per singulas noctes lectum meum: 8 Turbatus est a furore oculus meus; inveteravi inter omnes inimicos meos. 9 Discedite a me omnes qui operamini iniquitatem, quoniam exaudivit Dominus vocem fletus mei. 10 Exaudivit Dominus deprecationem meam; Dominus orationem meam suscepit. 11 Erubescant, et conturbentur vehementer, omnes inimici mei; convertantur, et erubescant valde velociter. |
Douay-Rheims BibleEnglish translation Unto the end, in verses, a psalm for David, for the octave. Church of England 1662 Book of Common PrayerEnglish text To the end, in song, a psalm of David, for the octave. 1 O LORD, rebuke me not in thine indignation: neither chasten me in thy displeasure. 2 Have mercy upon me, O Lord, for I am weak: O Lord, heal me, 3 My soul also is sore troubled: but, Lord, how long wilt thou punish me? 4 Turn thee, O Lord, and deliver my soul: O save me for thy mercy's sake. 5 For in death no man remembereth thee: and who will give thee thanks in the pit? 6 I am weary of my groaning; every night wash I my bed: 7 My beauty is gone for very trouble: and worn away because of all mine enemies. 8 Away from me, all ye that work vanity: for the Lord hath heard the voice of my weeping. 9 The Lord hath heard my petition: the Lord will receive my prayer. 10 All mine enemies shall be confounded, and sore vexed: they shall be turned back, and put to shame suddenly. |
Metrical 'Old Version' (Thomas Sternhold)English text Lord, in thy wrath, reprove me not, |
Metrical 'New Version' (Tate/Brady)English text Thy dreadful anger, Lord, restrain, |
King James VersionEnglish text 1 O LORD, rebuke me not in thine anger, neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure. 2 Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are vexed. 3 My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O LORD, how long? 4 Return, O LORD, deliver my soul: oh save me for thy mercies' sake. 5 For in death there is no remembrance of thee: in the grave who shall give thee thanks? 6 I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears. 7 Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies. 8 Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; for the LORD hath heard the voice of my weeping. 9 The LORD hath heard my supplication; the LORD will receive my prayer. 10 Let all mine enemies be ashamed and sore vexed: let them return and be ashamed suddenly. |
Luther BibelGerman text
1 Ach, Herr, strafe mich nicht in deinem Zorn und züchtige mich nicht in deinem Grimm! 2 Herr, sei mir gnädig, denn ich bin schwach; heile mich, Herr, denn meine Gebeine sind erschrocken, 3 und meine Seele ist sehr erschrocken. Ach, du Herr, wie lange! 4 Wende dich, Herr, und errette meine Seele; hilf mir um deiner Güte willen! 5 Denn im Tode gedenkt man dein nicht; wer will dir in der Hölle danken? 6 Ich bin so müde vom Seufzen, ich schwemme mein Bette die ganze Nacht und netze mit meinen Tränen mein Lager. 7 Meine Gestalt ist verfallen vor Trauern und ist alt worden; denn ich allenthalben geängstet werde. 8 Weichet von mir, alle Übeltäter; denn der Herr höret mein Weinen, 9 der Herr höret mein Flehen, mein Gebet nimmt der Herr an. 10 Es müssen alle meine Feinde zuschanden werden und sehr erschrecken, sich zurückkehren und zuschanden werden plötzlich |
Káldi fordítás
Hungarian translation
- Végig éneklendő, Dávid zsoltára a nyolczadra.
Uram! ne feddj meg engem búsulásodban, és haragodban ne dorgálj meg engem.
Könyörűlj rajtam, Uram! mert erőtlen vagyok; gyógyíts meg engem, Uram! mert reszketnek csontjaim,
és lelkem igen megháboríttatott; de te, Uram! meddig?
Fordúlj meg, Uram! és mentsd ki lelkemet; szabadíts meg engem a te irgalmasságodért.
Mert nincs, ki a halálban megemlékezzék rólad; a pokolban pedig ki fog dicsérni téged?
Elfáradtam fohászkodásomban, megöntözöm minden éjjel ágyamat, megáztatom fekvőhelyemet könyhullatásaimmal.
Meghomályosúlt szemem a búsulás miatt; megaggottam sok ellenségem között.
Távozzatok tőlem mindnyájan, kik gonoszságot cselekesztek; mert meghallgatta az Úr sírásom szavát.
Meghallgatta az Úr könyörgésemet, az Úr bevette imádságomat.
Pirúljanak és fölötte zavarodjanak meg minden ellenségeim; térjenek hátra és pirúljanak meg hirtelen.