1. Unto the end. For the octave. A Psalm of David.

2. Save me, O Lord, because holiness has passed away, because truths have been diminished, before the sons of men.

3. They have been speaking emptiness, each one to his neighbor; they have been speaking with deceitful lips and a duplicitous heart.

4. May the Lord scatter all deceitful lips, along with the tongue that speaks malice.

5. They have said: “We will magnify our tongue; our lips belong to us. What is Lord to us?”

6. Because of the misery of the destitute and the groaning of the poor, now I will arise, says the Lord. I will place him in safety. I will act faithfully toward him.

7. The eloquence of the Lord is pure eloquence, silver tested by fire, purged from the earth, refined seven times.

8. You, O Lord, will preserve us, and you will guard us from this generation into eternity.

9. The impious wander aimlessly. According to your loftiness, you have multiplied the sons of men.

“Se quisermos colher é necessário não só semear, mas espalhar as sementes num bom campo. Quando as sementes se tornarem plantas, devemos cuidá-las para que as novas plantas não sejam sufocadas pelas ervas daninhas.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina