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R. Indúta est / caro
mea putrédine, † et sórdibus púlveris cutis mea áruit et contrácta est: *
Meménto mei, Dómine, quóniam ventus est vita mea.
V. Dies mei
velócius transiérunt quam a texénte tela succíditur, † et consúmpti sunt
absque ulla spe.
R. Meménto mei,
Dómine, quóniam ventus est vita mea.
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R. My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of
dust. My skin is dry and drawn together.* Remember me, O Lord, for my life is
wind.
V. My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and
are spent without hope.
R. Remember me, Lord, for my life is wind.
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NR 582
Used:
Sundays 1&2 of Sept, no 5
Sources
Translation source: DO
Text: Job 7, 5.7 = Ps 101, 12
Notes
006956
P/H5
