Psalms 61

1 To the chief music-maker. On a corded instrument. Of David. Let my cry come to you, O God; let your ears be open to my prayer.

In finem, In hymnis David. Exaudi Deus deprecationem meam: intende orationi meæ.

2 From the end of the earth will I send up my cry to you, when my heart is overcome: take me to the rock which is over-high for me.

A finibus terræ ad te clamavi: dum anxiaretur cor meum, in petra exaltasti me. Deduxisti me,

3 For you have been my secret place, and my high tower from those who made war on me.

quia factus es spes mea: turris fortitudinis a facie inimici.

4 I will make your tent my resting-place for ever: I will keep myself under the cover of your wings. (Selah)

Inhabitabo in tabernaculo tuo in sæcula: protegar in velamento alarum tuarum.

5 For you, O God, have made answer to my prayers; you have given me the heritage of those who give honour to your name.

Quoniam tu Deus meus exaudisti orationem meam: dedisti hereditatem timentibus nomen tuum.

6 You will give the king long life; and make his years go on through the generations.

Dies super dies regis adiicies: annos eius usque in diem generationis et generationis.

7 May the seat of his authority be before God for ever; may mercy and righteousness keep him safe.

Permanet in æternum in conspectu Dei: misericordiam et veritatem eius quis requiret?

8 So will I make songs in praise of your name for ever, giving to God that which is right day by day.

Sic psalmum dicam nomini tuo in sæculum sæculi: ut reddam vota mea de die in diem.