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R. Nocte / os meum perforátur dolóribus
et qui me comédunt non dórmiunt: † a multitúdine eórum consúmitur vestiméntum
meum comparátus sum luto * Et assimilátus sum fávillae et cíneri.
V. O custos hóminum? quare posuísti me
contrárium tibi, et factus sum mihimetípsi gravis? † Parce mihi, nihil enim
sunt dies mei.
R. Et assimilátus sum fávillae et
cíneri.
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R. In the night my bone is pierced with
sorrows: and they that feed upon me, do not sleep. With the multitude of them
my garment is consumed, and they have girded me about, as with the collar of
my coat. I am compared to dirt, * And am likened to embers and ashes.
V. O keeper of men? why hast thou set
me opposite to thee, and I am become burdensome to myself? Spare me, for my
days are nothing
R. And am likened to embers and ashes.
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Used:
September Sundays 1&2 no 11
Sources
Translation source: KE/DR
Text: Job 30:17-19; 7: 20, 16
Notes
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P10, OR, H
