1 Unto the end, for the presses: a psalm of David.

2 O Lord our Lord, how admirable is thy name in the whole earth! For thy magnificence is elevated above the heavens.

3 Out of the mouth of infants and of sucklings thou hast perfected praise, because of thy enemies, that thou mayst destroy the enemy and the avenger.

4 For I will behold thy heavens, the works of thy fingers: the moon and the stars which thou hast founded.

5 What is man that thou art mindful of him? or the son of man that thou visitest him?

6 Thou hast made him a little less than the angels, thou hast crowned him with glory and honour:

7 And hast set him over the works of thy hands.

8 Thou hast subjected all things under his feet, all sheep and oxen: moreover the beasts also of the fields.

9 The birds of the air, and the fishes of the sea, that pass through the paths of the sea.

10 O Lord our Lord, how admirable is thy name in all the earth!

1 The psalm of David which he sung to the Lord for the words of Chusi the son of Jemini. [2 Kings 16]

2 O Lord my God, in thee have I put my trust: save me from all them that persecute me, and deliver me.

3 Lest at any time he seize upon my soul like a lion, while there is no one to redeem me, nor to save.

4 O Lord my God, if I have done this thing, if there be iniquity in my hands:

5 If I have rendered to them that repaid me evils, let me deservedly fall empty before my enemies.

6 Let the enemy pursue my soul, and take it, and tread down my life on the earth, and bring down my glory to the dust.

7 Rise up, O Lord, in thy anger: and be thou exalted in the borders of my enemies. And arise, O Lord my God, in the precept which thou hast commanded:

8 And a congregation of people shall surround thee. And for their sakes return thou on high.

9 The Lord judgeth the people. Judge me, O Lord, according to my justice, and according to my innocence in me.

10 The wickedness of sinners shall be brought to nought: and thou shalt direct the just: the searcher of hearts and reins is God.

11 Just is my help from the Lord: who saveth the upright of heart.

12 God is a just judge, strong and patient: is he angry every day?

13 Except you will be converted, he will brandish his sword: he hath bent his bow and made it ready.

14 And in it he hath prepared the instruments of death, he hath made ready his arrows for them that burn.

15 Behold he hath been in labour with injustice; he hath conceived sorrow, and brought forth iniquity.

16 He hath opened a pit and dug it; and he is fallen into the hole he made.

17 His sorrow shall be turned on his own head: and his iniquity shall comedown upon his crown.

18 I will give glory to the Lord according to his justice: and will sing to the name of the Lord the most high.

1 Unto the end, in verses, a psalm for David, for the octave.

2 O Lord, rebuke me not in thy indignation, nor chastise me in thy wrath.

3 Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am weak: heal me, O Lord, for my bones are troubled.

4 And my soul is troubled exceedingly: but thou, O Lord, how long?

5 Turn to me, O Lord, and deliver my soul: O save me for thy mercy’s sake.

6 For there is no one in death, that is mindful of thee: and who shall confess to thee in hell?

7 I have laboured in my groanings, every night I will wash my bed: I will water my couch with my tears.

8 My eye is troubled through indignation: I have grown old amongst all my enemies.

9 Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity: for the Lord hath heard the voice of my weeping.

10 The Lord hath heard my supplication: the Lord hath received my prayer.

11 Let all my enemies be ashamed, and be very much troubled: let them be turned back, and be ashamed very speedily.

1 Unto the end, for her that obtaineth the inheritance. A psalm of David.

2 Give ear, O Lord, to my words, understand my cry.

3 Hearken to the voice of my prayer, O my King and my God.

4 For to thee will I pray: O Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear my voice.

5 In the morning I will stand before thee, and will see: because thou art not a God that willest iniquity.

6 Neither shall the wicked dwell near thee: nor shall the unjust abide before thy eyes.

7 Thou hatest all the workers of iniquity: Thou wilt destroy all that speak a lie. The bloody and the deceitful man the Lord will abhor.

8 But as for me in the multitude of thy mercy, I will come into thy house; I will worship towards thy holy temple, in thy fear.

9 Conduct me, O Lord, in thy justice: because of my enemies, direct my way in thy sight.

10 For there is no truth in their mouth; their heart is vain.

11 Their throat is an open sepulchre: they dealt deceitfully with their tongues: judge them, O God. Let them fall from their devices: according to the multitude of their wickedness cast them out: for they have provoked thee, O Lord.

12 But let all them be glad that hope in thee: they shall rejoice for ever, and thou shalt dwell in them. And all they that love thy name shall glory in thee:

13 For thou wilt bless the just. O Lord, thou hast crowned us, as with a shield of thy good will.

1 Unto the end, in verses. A psalm for David.

2 When I called upon him, the God of my justice heard me: when I was in distress, thou hast enlarged me. Have mercy on me: and hear my prayer.

3 O ye sons of men, how long will you be dull of heart? why do you love vanity, and seek after lying?

4 Know ye also that the Lord hath made his holy one wonderful: the Lord will hear me when I shall cry unto him.

5 Be angry, and sin not: the things you say in your hearts, be sorry for them upon your beds.

6 Offer up the sacrifice of justice, and trust in the Lord: many say, Who sheweth us good things?

7 The light of thy countenance O Lord, is signed upon us: thou hast given gladness in my heart.

8 By the fruit of their corn, their wine and oil, they are multiplied.

9 In peace in the selfsame I will sleep, and I will rest: For thou, O Lord, singularly hast settled me in hope.

1 The psalm of David when he fled from the face of his son Absalom.

2 Why, O Lord, are they multiplied that afflict me? many are they who rise up against me.

3 Many say to my soul: There is no salvation for him in his God.

4 But thou, O Lord art my protector, my glory, and the lifter up of my head.

5 I have cried to the Lord with my voice: and he hath heard me from his holy hill.

6 I have slept and taken my rest: and I have risen up, because the Lord hath protected me.

7 I will not fear thousands of the people, surrounding me: arise, O Lord; save me, O my God.

8 For thou hast struck all them who are my adversaries without cause: thou hast broken the teeth of sinners.

9 Salvation is of the Lord: and thy blessing is upon thy people.

1 Why have the Gentiles raged, and the people devised vain things?

2 The kings of the earth stood up, and the princes met together, against the Lord and against his Christ.

3 Let us break their bonds asunder: and let us cast away their yoke from us.

4 He that dwelleth in heaven shall laugh at them: and the Lord shall deride them.

5 Then shall he speak to them in his anger, and trouble them in his rage.

6 But I am appointed king by him over Sion his holy mountain, preaching his commandment.

7 The Lord hath said to me: Thou art my son, this day have I begotten thee.

8 Ask of me, and I will give thee the Gentiles for thy inheritance, and the utmost parts of the earth for thy possession.

9 Thou shalt rule them with a rod of iron, and shalt break them in pieces like a potter’s vessel.

10 And now, O ye kings, understand: receive instruction, you that judge the earth.

11 Serve ye the Lord with fear: and rejoice unto him with trembling. Embrace discipline, lest at any time the Lord be angry, and you perish from the just way. When his wrath shall be kindled in a short time, blessed are all they that trust in him.

1 Blessed is the man who hath not walked in the counsel of the ungodly, nor stood in the way of sinners, nor sat in the chair of pestilence.

2 But his will is in the law of the Lord, and on his law he shall meditate day and night.

3 And he shall be like a tree which is planted near the running waters, which shall bring forth its fruit, in due season. And his leaf shall not fall off: and all whatsoever he shall do shall prosper.

4 Not so the wicked, not so: but like the dust, which the wind driveth from the face of the earth.

5 Therefore the wicked shall not rise again in judgment: nor sinners in the council of the just.

6 For the Lord knoweth the way of the just: and the way of the wicked shall perish.

1 Then Job answered the Lord, and said:

2 I know that thou canst do all things, and no thought is hid from thee.

3 Who is this that hideth counsel without knowledge? Therefore I have spoken unwisely, and things that above measure exceeded my knowledge.

4 Hear, and I will speak: I will ask thee, and do thou tell me.

5 With the hearing of the ear, I have heard thee, but now my eye seeth thee.

6 Therefore I reprehend myself, and do penance in dust and ashes.

7 And after the Lord had spoken these words to Job, he said to Eliphaz the Themanite: My wrath is kindled against thee, and against thy two friends, because you have not spoken the thing that is right before my, as my servant Job hath.

8 Take unto you therefore seven oxen, and seven rams, and go to my servant Job, and offer for yourselves a holocaust: and my servant Job shall pray for you: his face I will accept, that folly be not imputed to you: for you have not spoken right things before me, as my servant Job hath.

9 So Eliphaz the Themanite, and Baldad the Suhite, and Sophar the Naamathite went, and did as the Lord had spoken to them, and the Lord accepted the face of Job.

10 The Lord also was turned at the penance of Job, when he prayed for his friends. And the Lord gave Job twice as much as he had before.

11 And all his brethren came to him, and all his sisters, and all that knew him before, and they ate bread with him in his house: and bemoaned him, and comforted him upon all the evil that God had brought upon him. And every man gave him one ewe, and one earring of fold.

12 And the Lord blessed the latter end of Job more than his beginning. And he had fourteen thousand sheep, and six thousand camels, and a thousand yoke of oxen, and a thousand she asses.

13 And he had seven sons, and three daughters.

14 And he called the names of one Dies, and the name of the second Cassia, and the name of the third Cornustibil.

15 And there were not found in all the earth women so beautiful as the daughters of Job: and their father gave them inheritance among their brethren.

16 And Job lived after these things, a hundred and forty years, and he saw his children, and his children’s children, unto the fourth generation,

17 and he died an old man, and full of days.

1 Behold his hope shall fail him, and in the sight of all he shall be cast down.

2 I will not stir him up, like one that is cruel: for who can resist my countenance?

3 Who hath given me before that I should repay him? All things that are under heaven are mine.

4 I will not spare him, nor his mighty words, and framed to make supplication.

5 Who can discover the face of his garment? or who can go into the midst of his mouth?

6 Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth are terrible round about.

7 His body is like molten shields, shut close up with scales pressing upon one another.

8 One is joined to another, and not so much as any air can come between them:

9 They stick one to another and they hold one another fast, and shall not be separated.

10 His sneezing is like the shining of fire, and his eyes like the eyelids of the morning.

11 Out of his mouth go forth lamps, like torches of lighted fire.

12 Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, like that of a pot heated and boiling.

13 His breath kindleth coals, and a flame cometh forth out of his mouth.

14 In his neck strength shall dwell, and want goeth before his face.

15 The members of his flesh cleave one to another: he shall send lightnings against him, and they shall not be carried to another place.

16 His heart shall be as hard as a stone, and as firm as a smith’s anvil.

17 When he shall raise him up, the angels shall fear, and being affrighted shall purify themselves.

18 When a sword shall lay at him, it shall not be able to hold, nor a spear, nor a breastplate.

19 For he shall esteem iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood.

20 The archer shall not put him to flight, the stones of the sling are to him like stubble.

21 As stubble will he esteem the hammer, and he will laugh him to scorn who shaketh the spear.

22 The beams of the sun shall be under him, and he shall strew gold under him like mire.

23 He shall make the deep sea to boil like a pot, and shall make it as when ointments boil.

24 A path shall shine after him, he shall esteem the deep as growing old.

25 There is no power upon earth that can be compared with him who was made to fear no one.

26 He beholdeth every high thing, he is king over all the children of pride.