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Arc - Jan Garbarek |
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Parce mihi Domine, nihil enim sunt dies mei. |
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Quid est homo, quia magnificas eum? |
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Aut quid apponis erga eum cor tuum? Visitas cum diluculo, et subito probas illum. |
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Usquequo non parcis michi, nec dimittas me, ut glutiam salivam meam? Peccavi. |
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Quid faciam tibi, o custos hominum? Quare posuisti me contrarium tibi, et factus sum michimet ipsi gravis? |
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Cur non tollis peccatum meum, et quare non aufers iniquitatem meam? |
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Ecce nunc in pulvere dormio; et si mane me quesieris, non subsistam. |
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Translation |
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Spare me, O Lord, for my days are nothing. |
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What is a man that thou shouldst magnify him? |
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Or why dost thou set thy heart upon him? Thou visitest him early in the morning, and thou provest him suddenly. |
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How long wilt thou not spare me, nor suffer me to swallow down my spittle? I have sinned. |
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What shall I do to thee, O keeper of men? why hast thou set me opposite to thee, and I am become burdensome to myself? |
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Why dost thou not remove my sin, and why dost thou not take away mine iniquity? |
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Behold now, I shall sleep in the dust: and if thou seek me in the morning, I shall not be. |
