| Vers | English: King James Version | Latin: Vulgata Clementina |
| 1 | Bow down thine ear, O LORD, hear me: for I am poor and needy. | Filiis Core. Psalmus cantici. Fundamenta ejus in montibus sanctis ; |
| 2 | Preserve my soul; for I am holy: O thou my God, save thy servant that trusteth in thee. | diligit Dominus portas Sion super omnia tabernacula Jacob. |
| 3 | Be merciful unto me, O Lord: for I cry unto thee daily. | Gloriosa dicta sunt de te, civitas Dei ! |
| 4 | Rejoice the soul of thy servant: for unto thee, O Lord, do I lift up my soul. | Memor ero Rahab et Babylonis, scientium me ; ecce alienigenæ, et Tyrus, et populus Æthiopum, hi fuerunt illic. |
| 5 | For thou, Lord, art good, and ready to forgive; and plenteous in mercy unto all them that call upon thee. | Numquid Sion dicet : Homo et homo natus est in ea, et ipse fundavit eam Altissimus ? |
| 6 | Give ear, O LORD, unto my prayer; and attend to the voice of my supplications. | Dominus narrabit in scripturis populorum et principum, horum qui fuerunt in ea. |
| 7 | In the day of my trouble I will call upon thee: for thou wilt answer me. | Sicut lætantium omnium habitatio est in te. |
| 8 | Among the gods there is none like unto thee, O Lord; neither are there any works like unto thy works. | |
| 9 | All nations whom thou hast made shall come and worship before thee, O Lord; and shall glorify thy name. | |
| 10 | For thou art great, and doest wondrous things: thou art God alone. | |
| 11 | Teach me thy way, O LORD; I will walk in thy truth: unite my heart to fear thy name. | |
| 12 | I will praise thee, O Lord my God, with all my heart: and I will glorify thy name for evermore. | |
| 13 | For great is thy mercy toward me: and thou hast delivered my soul from the lowest hell. | |
| 14 | O God, the proud are risen against me, and the assemblies of violent men have sought after my soul; and have not set thee before them. | |
| 15 | But thou, O Lord, art a God full of compassion, and gracious, longsuffering, and plenteous in mercy and truth. | |
| 16 | O turn unto me, and have mercy upon me; give thy strength unto thy servant, and save the son of thine handmaid. | |
| 17 | Shew me a token for good; that they which hate me may see it, and be ashamed: because thou, LORD, hast holpen me, and comforted me. |