Ps 142:1-11 In angustiis oratio
“Non iustificatur homo ex operibus legis nisi per fidem Iesu Christi” (Gal 2, 16).
Audítam fac mihi mane misericórdiam tuam, Dómine.
1Dómine, exáudi oratiónem meam,†
áuribus pércipe obsecratiónem meam in veritáte tua;*
exáudi me in tua iustítia.
2Et non intres in iudícium cum servo tuo,*
quia non iustificábitur in conspéctu tuo omnis vivens.
3Quia persecútus est inimícus ánimam meam,†
contrívit in terra vitam meam,*
collocávit me in obscúris sicut mórtuos a sǽculo.
4Et anxiátus est in me spíritus meus,*
in médio mei obríguit cor meum.
5Memor fui diérum antiquórum,†
meditátus sum in ómnibus opéribus tuis,*
in factis mánuum tuárum recogitábam.
6Expándi manus meas ad te,*
ánima mea sicut terra sine aqua tibi.
7Velóciter exáudi me, Dómine;*
defécit spíritus meus.
Non abscóndas fáciem tuam a me,*
ne símilis fiam descendéntibus in lacum.
8Audítam fac mihi mane misericórdiam tuam,*
quia in te sperávi.
Notam fac mihi viam, in qua ámbulem,*
quia ad te levávi ánimam meam.
9Eripe me de inimícis meis,*
Dómine, ad te confúgi.
10Doce me fácere voluntátem tuam,*
quia Deus meus es tu.
Spíritus tuus bonus dedúcet me in terram rectam;*
11propter nomen tuum, Dómine, vivificábis me.
In iustítia tua*
edúces de tribulatióne ánimam meam.
Glória Patri et Fílio*
et Spirítui Sancto.
Sicut erat in princípio et nunc et semper*
et in sǽcula sæculórum.
Amen.
Audítam fac mihi mane misericórdiam tuam, Dómine.
| Psalm 142 (143) A prayer in time of trouble
In the morning let me know your love, O Lord.
Lord, listen to my prayer:
in your faithfulness turn your ear to my pleading;
in your justice, hear me.
Do not judge your servant:
nothing that lives can justify itself before you.
The enemy has hounded my spirit,
he has crushed my life to the ground,
he has shut me in darkness, like the dead of long ago.
So my spirit trembles within me,
my heart turns to stone.
I remind myself of the days of old,
I reflect on all your works,
I meditate once more on the work of your hands.
I stretch out my arms to you,
I stretch out my soul, like a land without water.
Come quickly and hear me, O Lord,
for my spirit is weakening.
Do not hide your face from me,
do not let me be like the dead,
who go down to the underworld.
Show me your mercy at daybreak,
because of my trust in you.
Tell me the way I should follow,
for I lift up my soul towards you.
Rescue me from my enemies:
Lord, I flee to you for refuge.
Teach me to do your will,
for you are my God.
Your good spirit will lead me to the land of justice;
for your name’s sake, Lord, you will give me life.
In your righteousness you will lead my soul
away from all tribulation.
Glory be to the Father and to the Son
and to the Holy Spirit,
as it was in the beginning,
is now, and ever shall be,
world without end.
Amen.
In the morning let me know your love, O Lord.
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