Douay-Rheims
Vulgata
1
In
my
trouble
I
cried
to
the
Lord:
and
he
heard
me.
1
Canticum
graduum.
Ad
Dominum
cum
tribularer
clamavi,
et
exaudivit
me.
2
O
Lord,
deliver
my
soul
from
wicked
lips,
and
a
deceitful
tongue.
2
Domine,
libera
animam
meam
a
labiis
iniquis
et
a
lingua
dolosa.
3
What
shall
be
given
to
thee,
or
what
shall
be
added
to
thee,
to
a
deceitful
tongue?
3
Quid
detur
tibi,
aut
quid
apponatur
tibi
ad
linguam
dolosam?
4
The
sharp
arrows
of
the
mighty,
with
coals
that
lay
waste.
4
Sagittæ
potentis
acutæ,
cum
carbonibus
desolatoriis.
5
Woe
is
me,
that
my
sojourning
is
prolonged!
I
have
dwelt
with
the
inhabitants
of
Cedar:
5
Heu
mihi,
quia
incolatus
meus
prolongatus
est!
habitavi
cum
habitantibus
Cedar;
6
My
soul
hath
been
long
a
sojourner.
6
multum
incola
fuit
anima
mea.
7
With
them
that
hated
peace
I
was
peaceable:
when
I
spoke
to
them
they
fought
against
me
without
cause.
7
Cum
his
qui
oderunt
pacem
eram
pacificus;
cum
loquebar
illis,
impugnabant
me
gratis.