1 To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David. Will you for ever put me out of your memory, O Lord? will your face for ever be turned away from me?2 How long is my soul to be in doubt, with sorrow in my heart all the day? how long will he who is against me be given power over me?3 Let my voice come before you, and give me an answer, O Lord my God; let your light be shining on me, so that the sleep of death may not overtake me;4 And he who is against me may not say, I have overcome him; and those who are troubling me may not be glad when I am moved.5 But I have had faith in your mercy; my heart will be glad in your salvation.6 I will make a song to the Lord, because he has given me my reward.

1 In finem. Psalmus David. [Dixit insipiens in corde suo : Non est Deus.Corrupti sunt, et abominabiles facti sunt in studiis suis ;non est qui faciat bonum, non est usque ad unum.2 Dominus de clo prospexit super filios hominum,ut videat si est intelligens, aut requirens Deum.3 Omnes declinaverunt, simul inutiles facti sunt.Non est qui faciat bonum, non est usque ad unum.Sepulchrum patens est guttur eorum ;linguis suis dolose agebant.Venenum aspidum sub labiis eorum,quorum os maledictione et amaritudine plenum est ;veloces pedes eorum ad effundendum sanguinem.Contritio et infelicitas in viis eorum,et viam pacis non cognoverunt ;non est timor Dei ante oculos eorum.4 Nonne cognoscent omnes qui operantur iniquitatem,qui devorant plebem meam sicut escam panis ?5 Dominum non invocaverunt ;illic trepidaverunt timore, ubi non erat timor.6 Quoniam Dominus in generatione justa est :consilium inopis confudistis,quoniam Dominus spes ejus est.7 Quis dabit ex Sion salutare Isral ?Cum averterit Dominus captivitatem plebis su,exsultabit Jacob, et ltabitur Isral.]