1. Unto the end; for the octave, a psalm for David.

2. Save me, O Lord, for there is now no saint: truths are decayed from among the children of men.

3. They have spoken vain things every one to his neighbour: with deceitful lips, and with a double heart have they spoken.

4. May the Lord destroy all deceitful lips, and the tongue that speaketh proud things.

5. Who have said: We will magnify our tongue; our lips are our own; who is Lord over us?

6. By reason of the misery of the needy, and the groans of the poor, now will I arise, saith the Lord. I win set him in safety; I will deal confidently in his regard.

7. The words of the Lord are pure words: as silver tried by the fire, purged from the earth refined seven times.

8. Thou, O Lord, wilt preserve us.: and keep us from this generation for ever.

9. The wicked walk round about: according to thy highness, thou best multiplied the children of men.





“Não se desencoraje se você precisa trabalhar muito para colher pouco. Se você pensasse em quanto uma só alma custou a Jesus, você nunca reclamaria!” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina