3 While I held my tongue, my bones withered away, because of my groaning all day long.
1 Beati quorum remissae sunt iniqitates et quorum tecta sunt peccata. [Blessed are they whose iniquities are forgiven, and whose sins are covered.]
4 For your hand was heavy upon me day and night; my moisture was dried up as in the head of summer.
2 Beatus vir qui non imputabit Dominus peccatum nec est in spiritu eius dolus. [Blessed is the man who does not sin the Lord will not impute it and in whose spirit there is no guile.]
5b I said, “I will confess my transgressions to the LORD.” Then you forgave me the guilt of my sin.
7 You are my hiding place; you preserve me from trouble; you surround me with shouts of deliverance.
7 Tu es refugium a tribulatione quae circumdedit me exultatio mea erue me a circumdantibus me. [see English immediately above]
Performed by the Yale Schola Cantorum, directed by Simon Carrington