Seven Penitential Psalms
Psalm 6: 1st
Penitential Psalm.
Domine, ne in furore.
A prayer of a penitent sinner, under the scourge of God.
Unto
the end, in verses, a psalm for David, for the octave. O Lord,
rebuke me not in thy indignation, nor chastise me in thy wrath. Have mercy on
me, O Lord, for I am weak: heal me, O Lord, for my bones are troubled. And my
soul is troubled exceedingly: but thou, O Lord, how long? Turn to me, O Lord,
and deliver my soul: O save me for thy mercy's sake.
For
there is no one in death, that is mindful of thee: and who shall confess to
thee in hell? I have laboured in my groanings, every night I will wash my bed:
I will water my couch with my tears. My eye is troubled through indignation: I
have grown old amongst all my enemies. Depart from me, all ye workers of
iniquity: for the Lord hath heard the voice of my weeping. The Lord hath heard
my supplication: the Lord hath received my prayer.
Let
all my enemies be ashamed, and be very much troubled: let them be turned back,
and be ashamed very speedily.
Psalm 31:
2nd
Penitential Psalm.
Beati quorum.
To
David himself, understanding. Blessed are they whose iniquities are forgiven,
and whose sins are covered. Blessed is the man to whom the Lord hath not
imputed sin, and in whose spirit there is no guile. Because I was silent
my bones grew old; whilst I cried out all the day long. For day and night thy
hand was heavy upon me: I am turned in my anguish, whilst the
thorn is fastened. I have acknowledged my sin to thee, and my injustice I have
not concealed. I said I will confess against myself my injustice to the Lord:
and thou hast forgiven the wickedness of my sin.
For
this shall every one that is holy pray to thee in a seasonable time. And yet in
a flood of many waters, they shall not come nigh unto him. Thou art my refuge
from the trouble which hath encompassed me: my joy, deliver me from them that
surround me. I will give thee understanding, and I will instruct thee in this
way, in which thou shalt go: I will fix my eyes upon thee. Do not become like
the horse and the mule, who have no understanding. With bit and bridle bind
fast their jaws, who come not near unto thee. Many are the scourges of the
sinner, but mercy shall encompass him that hopeth in the Lord.
Be
glad in the Lord, and rejoice, ye just, and glory, all ye right of heart.
Psalm 37:
3rd Penitential Psalm.
Domine, ne in furore.
A prayer of a penitent for the remission of his sins.
A
psalm for David, for a remembrance of the sabbath. Rebuke me not,
O Lord, in thy indignation; nor chastise me in thy wrath. For thy arrows are
fastened in me: and thy hand hath been strong upon me. There is no health in my
flesh, because of thy wrath: there is no peace for my bones, because of my
sins. For my iniquities are gone over my head: and as a heavy burden are become
heavy upon me.
My
sores are putrified and corrupted, because of my foolishness. I am become
miserable, and am bowed down even to the end: I walked sorrowful all the day
long. For my loins are filled with illusions; and there is no health in my
flesh. I am afflicted and humbled exceedingly: I roared with the groaning of my
heart. Lord, all my desire is before thee, and my groaning is not hidden from
thee.
My
heart is troubled, my strength hath left me, and the light of my eyes itself is
not with me. My friends and my neighbours have drawn near, and stood against
me. And they that were near me stood afar off: And they that sought my soul
used violence. And they that sought evils to me spoke vain things, and studied
deceits all the day long. But I, as a deaf man, heard not: and as a dumb man
not opening his mouth. And I became as a man that heareth not: and that hath no
reproofs in his mouth.
For
in thee, O Lord, have I hoped: thou wilt hear me, O Lord my God. For I said:
Lest at any time my enemies rejoice over me: and whilst my feet are moved, they
speak great things against me. For I am ready for scourges: and my sorrow is
continually before me. For I will declare my inequity: and I will think for my
sin. But my enemies live, and are stronger that I: and they hate me wrongfully
are multiplied.
They
that render evil for good, have detracted me, because I followed goodness.
Forsake me not, O Lord my God: do not thou depart from me. Attend unto my help,
O Lord, the God of my salvation.
Psalm 50:
4th Penitential Psalm.
Miserere. The
repentance and confession of David after his sin.
Unto
the end, a psalm of David, When Nathan the prophet came to him after he had
sinned with Bethsabee. Have mercy on me, O God, according to thy great mercy.
And according to the multitude of thy tender mercies blot out my iniquity. Wash
me yet more from my iniquity, and cleanse me from my sin. For I know my
iniquity, and my sin is always before me.
To
thee only have I sinned, and have done evil before thee: that thou mayst be
justified in thy words and mayst overcome when thou art judged. For behold I
was conceived in iniquities; and in sins did my mother conceive me. For behold
thou hast loved truth: the uncertain and hidden things of thy wisdom thou hast
made manifest to me. Thou shalt sprinkle me with hyssop, and I shall be
cleansed: thou shalt wash me, and I shall be made whiter than snow. To my
hearing thou shalt give joy and gladness: and the bones that have been humbled
shall rejoice.
Turn
away thy face from my sins, and blot out all my iniquities. Create a clean
heart in me, O God: and renew a right spirit within my bowels. Cast me not away
from thy face; and take not thy holy spirit from me. Restore unto me the joy of
thy salvation, and strengthen me with a perfect spirit. I will teach the unjust
thy ways: and the wicked shall be converted to thee.
Deliver
me from blood, O God, thou God of my salvation: and my tongue shall extol thy
justice. O Lord, thou wilt open my lips: and my mouth shall declare thy praise.
For if thou hadst desired sacrifice, I would indeed have given it: with burnt
offerings thou wilt not be delighted. A sacrifice to God is an afflicted
spirit: a contrite and humbled heart, O God, thou wilt not despise. Deal
favourably, O Lord, in thy good will with Sion; that the walls of Jerusalem may be built
up.
Then
shalt thou accept the sacrifice of justice, oblations and whole burnt
offerings: then shall they lay calves upon thy altar.
Psalm 101:
5th Penitential Psalm.
Domine, exaudi. A
prayer for one in affliction.
The
prayer of the poor man, when he was anxious, and poured out his supplication
before the Lord. Hear, O Lord, my prayer: and let my cry come to thee. Turn not
away thy face from me: in the day when I am in trouble, incline thy ear to me.
In what day soever I shall call upon thee, hear me speedily. For my days are
vanished like smoke: and my bones are grown dry like fuel for the fire. I am
smitten as grass, and my heart is withered: because I forgot to eat my bread.
Through
the voice of my groaning, my bone hath cleaved to my flesh. I am become like to
a pelican of the wilderness: I am like a night raven in the
house. I have watched, and am become as a sparrow all alone on the housetop.
All the day long my enemies reproached me: and they that praised me did swear
against me. For I did eat ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping.
Because
of thy anger and indignation: for having lifted me up thou hast thrown me down.
My days have declined like a shadow, and I am withered like grass. But thou, O
Lord, endurest for ever: and thy memorial to all generations. Thou shalt arise
and have mercy on Sion: for it is time to have mercy on it, for the time is
come. For the stones thereof have pleased thy servants: and they shall have
pity on the earth thereof.
And
the Gentiles shall fear thy name, O Lord, and all the kings of the earth thy
glory. For the Lord hath built up Sion: and he shall be seen in his glory. He
hath had regard to the prayer of the humble: and he hath not despised their
petition. Let these things be written unto another generation: and the people
that shall be created shall praise the Lord: Because he hath looked forth from
his high sanctuary: from heaven the Lord hath looked upon the earth.
That
he might hear the groans of them that are in fetters: that he might release the
children of the slain: That they may declare the name of the Lord in Sion: and
his praise in Jerusalem;
When the people assemble together, and kings, to serve the Lord. He
answered him in the way of his strength: Declare unto me the fewness of
my days. Call me not away in the midst of my days: thy years are unto
generation and generation.
In
the beginning, O Lord, thou foundedst the earth: and the heavens are the works
of thy hands. They shall perish but thou remainest: and all of them shall grow
old like a garment: And as a vesture thou shalt change them, and they shall be
changed. But thou art always the selfsame, and thy years shall not fail. The
children of thy servants shall continue: and their seed shall be directed for
ever.
Psalm 129:
6th Penitential Psalm.
De profundis. A
prayer of a sinner, trusting in the mercies of God.
Out
of the depths I have cried to thee, O Lord: Lord, hear my voice. Let thy ears
be attentive to the voice of my supplication. If thou, O Lord, wilt mark
iniquities: Lord, who shall stand it. For with thee there is merciful
forgiveness: and by reason of thy law, I have waited for thee, O Lord. My soul
hath relied on his word: My soul hath hoped in the Lord.
From
the morning watch even until night, let Israel hope in the Lord. Because
with the Lord there is mercy: and with him plentiful redemption. And he shall
redeem Israel
from all his iniquities.
Psalm 142:
7th Penitential Psalm.
Domine, exaudi. The
psalmist in tribulation calleth upon God for his delivery.
Hear,
O Lord, my prayer: give ear to my supplication in thy truth: hear me in thy
justice. And enter not into judgment with thy servant: for in thy sight no man
living shall be justified. For the enemy hath persecuted my soul: he hath
brought down my life to the earth. He hath made me to dwell in darkness as
those that have been dead of old: And my spirit is in anguish within me: my
heart within me is troubled. I remembered the days of old, I meditated on all
thy works: I meditated upon the works of thy hands.
I
stretched forth my hands to thee: my soul is as earth without water unto thee.
Hear me speedily, O Lord: my spirit hath fainted away. Turn not away thy face
from me, lest I be like unto them that go down into the pit. Cause me to hear
thy mercy in the morning; for in thee have I hoped. Make the way known to me,
wherein I should walk: for I have lifted up my soul to thee. Deliver me from my
enemies, O Lord, to thee have I fled: Teach me to do thy will, for thou art my
God. Thy good spirit shall lead me into the right land:
For
thy name's sake, O Lord, thou wilt quicken me in thy justice. Thou wilt bring
my soul out of trouble: And in thy mercy thou wilt destroy my enemies. And thou
wilt cut off all them that afflict my soul: for I am thy servant.