圣咏集 120

1In my trouble I cried to the Lord: and he heard me.

2O Lord, deliver my soul from wicked lips, and a deceitful tongue.

3What shall be given to thee, or what shall be added to thee, to a deceitful tongue.

4The sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals that lay waste.

5Woe is me, that my sojourning is prolonged! I have dwelt with the inhabitants of cedar:

6My soul hath been long a sojourner.

7With them that hate peace I was peaceable: when I spoke to them they fought against me without cause.

1Canticum graduum. [Ad Dominum cum tribularer clamavi, et exaudivit me.

2Domine, libera animam meam a labiis iniquis et a lingua dolosa.

3Quid detur tibi, aut quid apponatur tibi ad linguam dolosam?

4Sagittæ potentis acutæ, cum carbonibus desolatoriis.

5Heu mihi, quia incolatus meus prolongatus est ! habitavi cum habitantibus Cedar;

6multum incola fuit anima mea.

7Cum his qui oderunt pacem eram pacificus; cum loquebar illis, impugnabant me gratis.]

1A Canticle in steps. When troubled, I cried out to the Lord, and he heard me.

2O Lord, free my soul from lips of iniquity and from the deceitful tongue.

3What will be given to you, or what will be added to you, for a deceitful tongue?:

4the sharp arrows of the powerful, along with the burning coals of desolation.

5Woe to me, for my sojourning has been prolonged. I have lived with the inhabitants of Kedar.

6My soul has long been a sojourner.

7With those who hated peace, I was peaceful. When I spoke to them, they fought against me without cause.