Psalm
R. Blessed be the Lord, my rock.
Blessed be the Lord, my rock, my steadfast love and my fortress, my stronghold and my deliverer, my shield, in whom I take refuge. R.
O Lord, what are human beings that you regard them, or mortals that you think of them? They are like a breath; their days are like a passing shadow. R.
I will sing a new song to you, O God upon a ten-stringed harp I will play to you; Happy are the people whose God is the Lord. R.