Psalm 26

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Clementine Vulgate (Psalm 25)

Latin.png Latin text

1  In finem. Psalmus David. Judica me, Domine, quoniam ego in innocentia mea ingressus sum,
et in Domino sperans non infirmabor.
2  Proba me, Domine, et tenta me; ure renes meos et cor meum.
3  Quoniam misericordia tua ante oculos meos est, et complacui in veritate tua.
4  Non sedi cum concilio vanitatis, et cum iniqua gerentibus non introibo.
5  Odivi ecclesiam malignantium, et cum impiis non sedebo.
6  Lavabo inter innocentes manus meas, et circumdabo altare tuum, Domine:
7  ut audiam vocem laudis, et enarrem universa mirabilia tua.
8  Domine, dilexi decorem domus tuae, et locum habitationis gloriae tuae.
9  Ne perdas cum impiis, Deus, animam meam, et cum viris sanguinum vitam meam:
10  in quorum manibus iniquitates sunt; dextera eorum repleta est muneribus.
11  Ego autem in innocentia mea ingressus sum; redime me, et miserere mei.
12  Pes meus stetit in directo; in ecclesiis benedicam te, Domine.

Church of England 1662 Book of Common Prayer

English.png English text

1  Be thou my judge, O Lord, for I have walked innocently:
my trust hath been also in the Lord, therefore shall I not fall.
2  Examine me, O Lord, and prove me: try out my reins and my heart.
3  For thy loving-kindness is ever before mine eyes: and I will walk in thy truth.
4  I have not dwelt with vain persons: neither will I have fellowship with the deceitful.
5  I have hated the congregation of the wicked: and will not sit among the ungodly.
6  I will wash my hands in innocency, O Lord: and so will I go to thine altar.
7  That I may shew the voice of thanksgiving: and tell of all thy wondrous works.
8  Lord, I have loved the habitation of thy house: and the place where thine honour dwelleth.
9  O shut not up my soul with the sinners: nor my life with the blood-thirsty.
10  In whose hands is wickedness: and their right hand is full of gifts.
11  But as for me, I will walk innocently: O deliver me, and be merciful unto me.
12  My foot standeth right: I will praise the Lord in the congregations.

Metrical 'New Version' (Tate/Brady)

English.png English text

Judge me, O Lord, for I the paths
Of righteousness have trod;
I cannot fail, who all my trust
Repose on thee, my God.

Search thou my heart, whose innocence
Will shine the more 'tis tried;
For I have kept thy gace in view,
And made thy truth my guide.

I never for companions took
The idle or profane;
No hypocrite, with all his arts,
Could e'er my friendship gain.

I hate the busy plotting crew,
Who make distracted times;
And shun their wicked company,
As I avoid their crimes.

I'll wash my hands in innocence,
And bring a heart so pure,
That when thy altar I approach,
My welcome shall secure.

My thanks I'll publish there, and tell
How thy renown excels;
That seat affords me most delight,
In which thy honour dwells.

Pass not on me the sinners' doom,
Who murder make their trade;
Who others' rights, by secret bribes,
Or open force invade.

But I will walk in paths of truth,
And innocence pursue:
Protect me, therefore, and to me
Thy mercies, Lord, renew.

In spite of all assaulting foes
I still maintain my ground;
And shall survive amongst thy saints,
Thy praises to resound.

Metrical version by James Merrick

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Be thou my Judge: thy searching eyes
My guiltless life have known:
On thee my stedfast soul relies,
Nor fear of lapse shall own.

O search me still; my heart, my reins,
With strictest view survey:
Thy love, great God, my hope sustains,
Thy truth directs my way.

The house of guile, and seat of lies,
With studious care I shun:
From crowds that impious deeds devise
My steps abhorrent run.

In innocence I wash my hands,
Thy altar compass round,
And grateful lead the sacred bands,
Whose hymns thy acts resound.

How oft, instinct with warmth divine,
Thy threshold have I trod!
How lov'd the courts whose walls inshrine
The glory of my God!

O let me not the vengeance share,
That waits the guilty tribe,
Whose murth'rous hands each mischief dare,
And grasp the offer'd bribe:

But pour, O pour, while thus I tread
The path by thee prepar'd,
Thy beams of mercy on my head,
And round me plant a guard.

Thou, Lord, my steps hast fix'd aright,
And pleas'd shalt hear my tongue
With Israel's thankful sons unite
To form the festal song.

Metrical Paraphrase by Isaac Watts

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Self-examination; or, Evidences of grace

Judge me, O Lord, and prove my ways,
And try my reins, and try my heart
My faith upon thy promise stays,
Nor from thy law my feet depart.

I hate to walk, I hate to sit,
With men of vanity and lies
The scoffer and the hypocrite
Are the abhorrence of mine eyes.

Amongst thy saints will I appear
With frauds well washed in innocence;
But when I stand before thy bar,
The blood of Christ is my defense.

I love thy habitation, Lord,
The temple where thine honors dwell;
There shall I hear thine holy word,
And there thy works of wonder tell.

Let not my soul be joined at last
With men of treachery and blood,
Since I my days on earth have passed
Among the saints, and near my God.

Metrical Old Version John Hopkins

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Lord, be my judge, and thou shalt see
My paths be right and plain:
I trust in God, and hope that he
Will strength me to remain.
Prove me, my God, I thee desire,
My ways to search and try:
As men do prove their gold with fire,
My reins and heart espy.

Thy goodness laid before my face
I would behold always:
For of thy truth I tread the trace,
And will do all my days.
I do not lust to haunt or use
With men whose deeds are vain:
To come in house I do refuse
With the deceitful train.

I much abhor the wicked sort,
Their deeds I do despise:
I do not once to them resort
That hurtful things devise.
My hands I wash, and do proceed
In works that walk upright:
Then to thy altar I make speed,
To offer there in sight.

That I may speak and preach the praise
That doth belong to thee:
And so declare how wondrous ways
Thou hast been good to me.
O Lord, thy house I love most dear,
To me it doth excel:
I have delight and would be near
Whereas thy grace dost dwell.

O shut not up my soul with them
In sin that take their fill:
Nor yet my life among those men
That seek much blood to spill.
Whose hands are heaped with craft and guile,
Their live thereof is full:
And their right hand with wrench and wile
For bribes doth pluck and pull.

But I in righteousness intend
My time and days to serve:
Have mercy, Lord, and me defend,
So that I do not swerve.
My foot is stayed for all assays,
It standeth well and right:
Wherefore to God will I give praise,
In all the peoples sight.

Káldi fordítás (25. zsoltár)

Hungarian.png Hungarian translation

Végig Dávid zsoltára.
Itélj meg engem, Uram! mert én ártatlanságomban jártam; és az Úrban bízván, nem fogok lankadni.
Próbálj meg engem, Uram! és kisérts meg engem; égesd veséimet és szivemet.
Mert a te irgalmasságod szemeim előtt vagyon; és gyönyörködöm igazságodban.
Nem ültem a hiúság gyülekezetében; és a gonosztevőkkel nem járok.
Gyűlöltem a gonosztevők gyülekezetét; és az istentelenekkel nem ülök.
Megmosom kezeimet az ártatlanokkal, és körűlveszem, Uram! a te oltárodat.
Hogy halljam a dicséret szózatát, és elbeszéljem minden csodádat.
Uram! szeretem a te házad ékességét, és a te dicsőséged lakhelyét.
Isten! ne veszítsd el az istentelenekkel az én lelkemet, és a vérszopó férfiakkal életemet,
kiknek kezeikben gonoszság vagyon, jobbkezök tele ajándékokkal.
Én pedig ártatlanságomban jártam; válts meg engem, és irgalmazz nekem.
Az én lábam egyenesen állott; a gyűlekezetekben áldalak téged, Uram!

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