1 The righteous perisheth, and no man layeth it to heart: and merciful men are taken away, none considering that the righteous is taken away from the evil to come.

1 Justus perit,
et non est qui recogitet in corde suo;
et viri misericordiæ colliguntur,
quia non est qui intelligat:
a facie enim malitiæ collectus est justus.

2 He shall enter into peace: they shall rest in their beds, each one walking in his uprightness.

2 Veniat pax;
requiescat in cubili suo
qui ambulavit in directione sua.

3 ¶ But draw near hither, ye sons of the sorceress, the seed of the adulterer and the whore.

3 Vos autem accedite huc,
filii auguratricis,
semen adulteri et fornicariæ.

4 Against whom do ye sport yourselves? against whom make ye a wide mouth, and draw out the tongue? are ye not children of transgression, a seed of falsehood,

4 Super quem lusistis?
super quem dilatastis os,
et ejecistis linguam?
Numquid non vos filii scelesti,
semen mendax,

5 Enflaming yourselves with idols under every green tree, slaying the children in the valleys under the clifts of the rocks?

5 qui consolamini in diis
subter omne lignum frondosum,
immolantes parvulos in torrentibus,
subter eminentes petras?

6 Among the smooth stones of the stream is thy portion; they, they are thy lot: even to them hast thou poured a drink offering, thou hast offered a meat offering. Should I receive comfort in these?

6 In partibus torrentis pars tua;
hæc est sors tua:
et ipsis effudisti libamen,
obtulisti sacrificium.
Numquid super his non indignabor?

7 Upon a lofty and high mountain hast thou set thy bed: even thither wentest thou up to offer sacrifice.

7 Super montem excelsum et sublimem
posuisti cubile tuum,
et illuc ascendisti
ut immolares hostias.

8 Behind the doors also and the posts hast thou set up thy remembrance: for thou hast discovered thyself to another than me, and art gone up; thou hast enlarged thy bed, and made thee a covenant with them; thou lovedst their bed where thou sawest it.

8 Et post ostium, et retro postem,
posuisti memoriale tuum.
Quia juxta me discooperuisti,
et suscepisti adulterum, dilatasti cubile tuum,
et pepigisti cum eis fœdus;
dilexisti stratum eorum
manu aperta.

9 And thou wentest to the king with ointment, and didst increase thy perfumes, and didst send thy messengers far off, and didst debase thyself even unto hell.

9 Et ornasti te regi unguento,
et multiplicasti pigmenta tua.
Misisti legatos tuos procul,
et humiliata es usque ad inferos.

10 Thou art wearied in the greatness of thy way; yet saidst thou not, There is no hope: thou hast found the life of thine hand; therefore thou wast not grieved.

10 In multitudine viæ tuæ laborasti;
non dixisti: Quiescam.
Vitam manus tuæ invenisti;
propterea non rogasti.

11 And of whom hast thou been afraid or feared, that thou hast lied, and hast not remembered me, nor laid it to thy heart? have not I held my peace even of old, and thou fearest me not?

11 Pro quo sollicita timuisti,
quia mentita es,
et mei non es recordata,
neque cogitasti in corde tuo?
Quia ego tacens et quasi non videns,
et mei oblita es.

12 I will declare thy righteousness, and thy works; for they shall not profit thee.

12 Ego annuntiabo justitiam tuam,
et opera tua non proderunt tibi.

13 ¶ When thou criest, let thy companies deliver thee; but the wind shall carry them all away; vanity shall take them: but he that putteth his trust in me shall possess the land, and shall inherit my holy mountain;

13 Cum clamaveris, liberent te congregati tui,
et omnes eos auferet ventus,
tollet aura. ¶ Qui autem fiduciam habet mei, hæreditabit terram,
et possidebit montem sanctum meum.

14 And shall say, Cast ye up, cast ye up, prepare the way, take up the stumblingblock out of the way of my people.

14 Et dicam: Viam facite, præbete iter; declinate de semita,
auferte offendicula de via populi mei.

15 For thus saith the high and lofty One that inhabiteth eternity, whose name is Holy; I dwell in the high and holy place, with him also that is of a contrite and humble spirit, to revive the spirit of the humble, and to revive the heart of the contrite ones.

15 Quia hæc dicit Excelsus,
et Sublimis, habitans æternitatem, et sanctum nomen ejus:
in excelso et in sancto habitans,
et cum contrito et humili spiritu:
ut vivificet spiritum humilium,
et vivificet cor contritorum.

16 For I will not contend for ever, neither will I be always wroth: for the spirit should fail before me, and the souls which I have made.

16 Non enim in sempiternum litigabo,
neque usque ad finem irascar,
quia spiritus a facie mea egredietur,
et flatus ego faciam.

17 For the iniquity of his covetousness was I wroth, and smote him: I hid me, and was wroth, and he went on frowardly in the way of his heart.

17 Propter iniquitatem avaritiæ ejus iratus sum, et percussi eum.
Abscondi a te faciem meam, et indignatus sum;
et abiit vagus in via cordis sui.

18 I have seen his ways, and will heal him: I will lead him also, and restore comforts unto him and to his mourners.

18 Vias ejus vidi, et sanavi eum;
et reduxi eum, et reddidi consolationes
ipsi, et lugentibus ejus.

19 I create the fruit of the lips; Peace, peace to him that is far off, and to him that is near, saith the Lord; and I will heal him.

19 Creavi fructum labiorum pacem;
pacem ei qui longe est et qui prope,
dixit Dominus, et sanavi eum.

20 But the wicked are like the troubled sea, when it cannot rest, whose waters cast up mire and dirt.

20 Impii autem quasi mare fervens,
quod quiescere non potest,
et redundant fluctus ejus in conculcationem et lutum.

21 There is no peace, saith my God, to the wicked.

21 Non est pax impiis, dicit Dominus Deus.