Psalms 45
1Unto the end, for the sons of Core, for the hidden.
In finem, filiis Core, pro arcanis. Psalmus.
2Our God is our refuge and strength: a helper in troubles, which have found us exceedingly.
Deus noster refugium et virtus; adjutor in tribulationibus quæ invenerunt nos nimis.
4Their waters roared and were troubled: the mountains were troubled with his strength.
Sonuerunt, et turbatæ sunt aquæ eorum; conturbati sunt montes in fortitudine ejus.
5The stream of the river maketh the city of God joyful: the most High hath sanctified his own tabernacle.
Fluminis impetus lætificat civitatem Dei: sanctificavit tabernaculum suum Altissimus.
6God is in the midst thereof, it shall not be moved: God will help it in the morning early.
Deus in medio ejus, non commovebitur; adjuvabit eam Deus mane diluculo.
7Nations were troubled, and kingdoms were bowed down: he uttered his voice, the earth trembled.
Conturbatæ sunt gentes, et inclinata sunt regna: dedit vocem suam, mota est terra.
9Come and behold ye the works of the Lord: what wonders he hath done upon earth,
Venite, et videte opera Domini, quæ posuit prodigia super terram,
11Be still and see that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, and I will be exalted in the earth.
Vacate, et videte quoniam ego sum Deus; exaltabor in gentibus, et exaltabor in terra.
12The Lord of armies is with us: the God of Jacob is our protector.
Dominus virtutum nobiscum; susceptor noster Deus Jacob.