Psalms 51
1 For the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. When Nathan the prophet came to him after his adultery with Bathsheba. Have mercy on me, O God, according to Your loving devotion; according to Your great compassion, blot out my transgressions.
In finem, Psalmus David, Cum venit ad eum Nathan Propheta, quando intravit ad Bethsabee. Miserere mei Deus, secundum magnam misericordiam tuam. Et secundum multitudinem miserationum tuarum, dele iniquitatem meam.
2 Wash me clean of my iniquity and cleanse me from my sin.
Amplius lava me ab iniquitate mea: et a peccato meo munda me.
3 For I know my transgressions, and my sin is always before me.
Quoniam iniquitatem meam ego cognosco: et peccatum meum contra me est semper.
4 Against You, You only, have I sinned and done what is evil in Your sight, so that You may be proved right when You speak and blameless when You judge.
Tibi soli peccavi, et malum coram te feci: ut iustificeris in sermonibus tuis, et vincas cum iudicaris.
5 Surely I was brought forth in iniquity; I was sinful when my mother conceived me.
Ecce enim in iniquitatibus conceptus sum: et in peccatis concepit me mater mea.
6 Surely You desire truth in the inmost being; You teach me wisdom in the inmost place.
Ecce enim veritatem dilexisti: incerta, et occulta sapientiæ tuæ manifestasti mihi.
7 Purify me with hyssop, and I will be clean; wash me, and I will be whiter than snow.
Asperges me hyssopo, et mundabor: lavabis me, et super nivem dealbabor.
8 Let me hear joy and gladness; let the bones You have crushed rejoice.
Auditui meo dabis gaudium et lætitiam: et exultabunt ossa humiliata.
9 Hide Your face from my sins and blot out all my iniquities.
Averte faciem tuam a peccatis meis: et omnes iniquitates meas dele.
10 Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a right spirit within me.
Cor mundum crea in me Deus: et spiritum rectum innova in visceribus meis.
11 Cast me not away from Your presence; take not Your Holy Spirit from me.
Ne proiicias me a facie tua: et spiritum sanctum tuum ne auferas a me.
12 Restore to me the joy of Your salvation, and sustain me with a willing spirit.
Redde mihi lætitiam salutaris tui: et spiritu principali confirma me.
13 Then I will teach transgressors Your ways, and sinners will return to You.
Docebo iniquos vias tuas: et impii ad te convertentur.
14 Deliver me from bloodguilt, O God, the God of my salvation, and my tongue will sing of Your righteousness.
Libera me de sanguinibus Deus, Deus salutis meæ: et exultabit lingua mea iustitiam tuam.
15 O Lord, open my lips, and my mouth will declare Your praise.
Domine, labia mea aperies: et os meum annunciabit laudem tuam.
16 For You do not delight in sacrifice, or I would bring it; You take no pleasure in burnt offerings.
Quoniam si voluisses sacrificium, dedissem utique: holocaustis non delectaberis.
17 The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and a contrite heart, O God, You will not despise.
Sacrificium Deo spiritus contribulatus: cor contritum, et humiliatum Deus non despicies.
18 In Your good pleasure, cause Zion to prosper; build up the walls of Jerusalem.
Benigne fac Domine in bona voluntate tua Sion: ut ædificentur muri Ierusalem.
19 Then You will delight in righteous sacrifices, in whole burnt offerings; then bulls will be offered on Your altar.
Tunc acceptabis sacrificium iustitiæ, oblationes, et holocausta: tunc imponent super altare tuum vitulos.
