1. Ao mestre do coro. Para instrumentos de corda. Maskil. De Davide, depois que os Zifeus foram ter com Saul e lhe disseram:

1. [For the choirmaster In sickness Poem Of David] The fool has said in his heart, 'There is no God!' They are corrupt, vile and unjust, not one of them does right.

2. "Eis que Davide está escondido entre nós."

2. God looks down from heaven at the children of Adam, to see if a single one is wise, a single one seeks God.

3. Salva-me, ó Deus, por teu nome, e com o teu poder defende a minha causa,

3. All have proved faithless, all alike turned sour, not one of them does right, not a single one.

4. Ouve, ó Deus, a minha oração; atende às palavras da minha boca.

4. Are they not aware, these evil-doers? They are devouring my people; this is the bread they eat, and they never call upon God.

5. Com efeito, os soberbos levantaram-se contra mim, homens violentos buscaram a minha vida; não puseram a Deus diante dos seus olhos.

5. They will be gripped with fear, just where there is no need for fear, for God scatters the bones of him who besieges you; they are mocked because God rejects them.

6. Mas eis que Deus vem em meu auxílio, o Senhor sustenta a minha vida.

6. Who will bring from Zion salvation for Israel? When God brings his people home, what joy for Jacob, what happiness for Israel!





“Queira o dulcíssimo Jesus conservar-nos na Sua graça e dar-nos a felicidade de sermos admitidos, quando Ele quiser, no eterno convívio…” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina