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Папір A4, книжкова орієнтація, поля «Немає», без колонтитулів, масштаб 100%. Сторінки йдуть підряд. Для двостороннього друку виберіть переворот по довгому краю.
When I have healed Israel, then shall the iniquity of Ephraim be revealed, and the wickedness of Samaria; for they have wrought falsehood: and a thief shall come in to him, even a robber spoiling in his way;
that they may concert together as men singing in their heart: I remember all their wickedness: now have their own counsels compassed them about; they came before my face.
Wherefore their hearts are inflamed as an oven, while they rage all the night: Ephraim is satisfied with sleep; the morning is come; he is burnt up as a flame of fire.
Ephraim is mixed among his people; Ephraim became a cake not turned.
9
иZјадо'ша чюжDїи крњ'пость е^го, сеи же не раꙁђмњ. н^о и^ сњди'ны ја^ви'шася на немъ, ѓ%н# же не поꙁна`”
9
Strangers devoured his strength, and he knew it not; and grey hairs came upon him, and he knew it not.
10
И$ смири'тся ё^кори'ꙁна і^и^л~ева в# лице е^мђ, и^ не въꙁврати'шася кᲆ г~ђ б~ђ свое^мђ, и^ не въꙁыска'ша е^го ѓ^ всемъ се'мъ”
10
And the pride of Israel shall be brought down before his face: yet they have not returned to the Lord their God, neither have they diligently sought him for all this.
And Ephraim was as a silly dove, not having a heart: he called to Egypt, and they went to the Assyrians.
12
ја%коже бо и^дђтъ възложђ на' ня мре'жђ свою. ја^ко пти'ца нбsныа свергђ я&. накажђ я& въ слђхъ скор#бњ'нїя и^хъ”
12
Whenever they shall go, I will cast my net upon them; I will bring them down as the birds of the sky, I will chasten them with the rumour of their coming affliction.
13
Го'ре и^мъ, ја%ко эTскочи'ша эT мене. грњшни сђть, ја%ко нечествова'ша къ мнњ. а^ а'ꙁъ я& и^зба'вихъ, сїи же согл~аша до мене л#жђ.
13
Woe to them! for they have started aside from me: they are cowards; for they have sinned against me: yet I redeemed them, but they spoke falsehoods against me.
14
и не въꙁᲆпи'ша къ мнњ срDца иX, н^о пла'кахђся ѓ^ лжи и^х#. ѓ^ пшени'цђ и^ ѓ^ вино сᲇча'хђся.
14
And their hearts did not cry to me, but they howled on their beds: they pined for oil and wine.
They turned aside to that which is not, they became as a bent bow: their princes shall fall by the sword, by reason of the unbridled state of their tongue: this is their setting at nought in the land of Egypt.