Psalms 69:6
But I am needy and poor; O God, help me. Thou art my helper and my deliverer: O Lord, make no delay.
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- Vulgate (Clementine)
- Ego vero egenus et pauper sum ; Deus, adjuva me. Adjutor meus et liberator meus es tu ; Domine, ne moreris.
- Septuagint (Swete)
- ἐγὼ δὲ πτωχὸς καὶ πένης· ὁ θεός, βοήθησόν μοι· βοηθός μου καὶ ῥύστης μου εἶ σύ· Κύριε, μὴ χρονίσῃς.
- Hebrew (WLC) shown from Psalms 70:6
- וַאֲנִ֤י עָנִ֣י וְאֶבְיוֹן֮ אֱלֹהִ֪ים חֽוּשָׁ֫ה לִּ֥י עֶזְרִ֣י וּמְפַלְטִ֣י אַ֑תָּה יְ֝הוָ֗ה אַל תְּאַחַֽר
The Fathers on this verse
St Augustine A Treatise on the Merits and Forgiveness of Sins, and on the Baptism of Infants, Wherein the Pharisee Sinned When He Thanked God; To God’s Grace Must Be Added the Exertion of Our Own Will
Let us then drive away from our ears and minds those who say that we ought to accept the determination of our own free will and not pray God to help us not to sin. By such darkness as this even the Pharisee was not blinded; for although he erred in thinking that he needed no addition to his righteousness, and supposed himself to be saturated with abundance of it, he nevertheless gave thanks to God that he was not “like other men, unjust, extortioners, adulterers, or even as the publican; for he fasted twice in the week, he gave tithes of all that he possessed.” He wished, indeed, for no addition to his own righteousness; but yet, by giving thanks to God, he confessed that all he had he had received from Him. …
St Augustine Expositions on the Book of Psalms, Psalm LXX
7. Behold, “Be the Lord magnified:” wilt thou never, wilt thou nowhere? In Him was something, in me nothing: but if in Him is whatsoever I am, be He, not I. But thou then what? “But I am needy and poor” ( ver. 5 ). He is rich, He abounding, He needing nothing. Behold my light, behold whence I am illumined; for I cry, “Thou shalt illumine my candle, O Lord.” What then of thee? “But I am needy and poor.” I am like an orphan, my soul is like a widow destitute and desolate: help I seek, alway mine infirmity I confess. There have been forgiven me my sins, now I have begun to follow the commandments of God: still, however, I am needy and poor. …