Parce mihi, Domine, nihil enim sunt

Parce mihi, Domine, nihil enim sunt dies mei.
Quid est homo, quia magniftcas eum?
Aut quid apponis erga eum cor tuum?
Visitas eum diluculo et subito probas illum.
Usquequo non parcis mihi, nec dimittis me, ut glutiam salivam meom?
Peccavi, quid faciem tibi, o custos hominum?
Quare posuisti me contrarium tibi, et factus sum mihimetipsi gravis?
Cur non tollis peccatum meum, et quare non aufers iniquitatem meam?
Ecce, nunc in pulvere dormian, et si mane me quaesieris, non subsistam.

Résultats (Anglais) 1:

Spare me, O Lord, for my days are nothing.
What is man, that you make so much of him?
Or why dost thou set thy heart upon him?
that thou shouldest visit him every morning, and try him every moment.
How long will you not look away from me, nor let me alone, that I swallow my saliva?
I have sinned , how have I unto thee, O thou preserver of men?
why hast thou set me opposite to thee, and I am become burdensome to myself?
Why do you not take away my sin, and why dost thou not take away mine iniquity?
Behold now, I lie down in the dust, and if thou shalt seek me in the morning, have ceased to exist.