* my have surrounded me: iniquities + have overtaken ተ me, and I could not look up. They are more than the hairs of my head: * and my heart hath failed me. Be pleased, O Lord, to rescue me:* look down O Lord, to help me. Let them be altogether put to confusion and shame, who seek to take away my life. Let them be put to flight and shame, * who seek me harm. Let them forthwith bear their own confusion,* who say to me, Aha, Aha.‡ Let all who seek thee, exult and rejoice in thee ;* and let those who love thy salvation, ever say; May the Lord be glorified. But tho' I am poor and needy; *the Lord taketh care of me. Thou art my helper and my protector: * my God, make no delay. Anth. Be pleased, O Lord, to rescue me: O Lord, look down to help me. Anth. Heal, O Lord. B Convertantur retrorsum, et revereantur,* qui volunt mihi mala. Ferant confestim confusionem suam, * qui dicunt mihi, Euge, Euge. Exultent et lætentur super te omnes quærentes te ; et dicant semper; Magnificetur Dominus, qui diligunt salutare tuum. Ego autem mendicus sum, et pauper; * Dominus solicitus est mei. Adjutor meus et protector meus tu es; * Deus meus, ne tardaveris. Ant. Complaceat tibi, Domine, ut eripias me; Domine, ad adjuvandum me respice. Psalm xl. LESSED is the man who considereth the poor and needy one; * in the evil day will the Lord Ant. Sana, Domine. BEATUS qui intelligit super egenum et pauperem ;* in die mala libera bit eum Dominus. + Expl. The iniquities of mankind, which Christ took on himself Expl. A taunting and insulting manner of speech. to cancel. deliver him. May the Lord preserve him, and grant him life, and make him blesed on earth; * and deliver him not up to the will of his enemies, May the Lord help him on his bed of sorrow; * thou hast turned all his bed in his sickness. I said; Thou, O Lord, have mercy on me; * heal my soul, for I have offended thee. My enemies have spoke evil against me; * When will he die, and when shall his name perish? If one of them came in to see, he spoke vain things; his heart heaped up iniquity to itself. He went out,* and spoke unto the rest. ; * All my enemies whispered together against me against me they devised harm. An unjust design they formed against me; but will not he that sleeps arise again? For the man of my peacet, in whom I placed a confidence ;* he who eat my bread, hath shewn great treachery to me. But do thou, O Lord, have mercy on me, and raise me up; and I will repay them. In this have I known thou lovest me ;* because Expl. The man with whom I lived in peace and intimacy viz, Judas, whom I fed with my bread, viz. at the last supper. my enemy is not to triumph non gaudebit inimicus meus over me. And thou hast upheld me by reason of my innocence; and thou hast settled me in thy presence for ever. Blessed be the Lord, the God of Israel from the beginning, and for evermore; * so be it, so be it. Anth, Heal, O Lord, my soul, for I have of fended thee. Anth. My soul. A Psalm xli. S the hart panteth after the fountains of water; * so doth my soul pant after thee, O God. My soul hath thirsted after the mighty and living. God; * When shall I come and appear before the face of God? My tears have been my bread both day and night; *whilst every day they say; Where is now thy God? * These things have I borne in mind, and poured forth my soul; for I shall go to the place of the wonderful tabernacle, to the very house of God; With the voice of joy and praise; the noise of feasting. Why then art thou so sorrowful, O my soul? * And why dost thou disturb me? Hope in God, for him will I still praise; he is the Saviour I look for, and my God. Q UEMADMODUM desiderat cervus ad fontes aquarum ; * ita desiderat anima mea ad te, Deus. Sitivit anima mea ad Deum fortem vivum ;* quando veniam, et apparebo ante faciem Dei? Fuerunt mihi lacrymæ meæ panes die ac nocte ; * dum dicitur mihi quotidie; Ubi est Deus tuus? Hæc recordatus sum, et effudi in me animam meam; * quoniam transibo in locum tabernaculi admirabilis, usque ad domum Dei; In voce exultationis et confessionis ; * sonus epu lantis. Quare tristis es, anima mea? Et quare conturbas me? Spera in Deo, quoniam adhuc confitebor illi; *salutare vultus mei, et Deus meus. * While every day they say to me; Where is now thy God? Why art thou sorrowful, O my soul, and why dost thou disturb me? Hope in God, for him will I still praise: * he is the Saviour I looked for, and my God. Anth. My soul hath thirsted after the living God; when shall I come and appear before the face of the Lord. V. Deliver not up to wild beasts the souls that praise thee. R. Nor forget for ever the souls of thy poor ones. Our Father. In Secret. VII. LESSON. Job xvii. My spirit shall be wasted, my days shall be shorten ed, and there is nothing remaineth for me, but the grave. I have not sinned, and my eye abideth in bitterness. Deliver me, O Lord, and place me near thee; and then let any one's hand fight against me. My days have passed away, my thoughts are dissipated, tormenting my heart. They have changed night into day, and after darkness I hope for light again. If I wait, hell § is my house, and I have made my bed in darkness. I have said to rottenness: Thou art my father: and to the worms: You are my mother and sister. Where then is now my expectation, and who considereth my patience? R. While I sin every day and repent not, the fear of death disturbeth me: * Because in hell there is no redemption; have mercy on me, O God, and save me. V. Save me, O God, by thy name, and rescue me by thy might. Because, &c. to V. T * R. Peccantem me quoti. die, et non me pœnitentem, timor mortis conturbat me; * Quia in inferno nulla est redemptio; miserere mei, Deus, et salva,me. V. Deus in nomine tuo salvum me fac, et in virtute tua libera me. * Quia, &c. to V. HE flesh being consumed, my bone hath cleaved to my skin, and nothing but lips are left about my teeth. Take pity on me, take pity on me, at least you my friends; for the hand of the Lord hath touched me. Why do you persecute me like God, and glut yourselves with my flesh? Who will grant me that my words may be written? Who will grant me that they may be marked down in a book with an iron pen, or in a plate of lead, or be graven with an instrument on flint? For I know that my Redeemer liveth, and at the last day I shall rise out of the earth; And I shall again be clothed with my skin, and I shall see my God in my own flesh. Whom I myself shall see, and my own eyes behold, and not another. This my hope is laid in my bosom. R. Domine, secundum actum meum noli me judicare; nihil dignum in conspectu tuo egi; ideo R. O Lord, judge me not according to what I have done I have done nothing worthily in thy up § Expl. The place of the souls departed. |