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Пњснь степе'ннаа, рк~џ”

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A Song of Degrees. Out of the depths have I cried to thee, O Lord.

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Из глђбины въꙁва'хъ к тебњ г~и, г~и ё^слы'ши глsа мой”

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O Lord, hearken to my voice; let thine ears be attentive to the voice of my supplication.

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да бђ'дђтъ ё^ши твои` в#немлюще глsа мл~твы моеа`”

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If thou, O Lord, shouldest mark iniquities, O Lord, who shall stand?

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А$ще беꙁаконїа назриши г~и, г~и кт^о постои'тᲆ;

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For with thee is forgiveness: for thy name's sake

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ја%ко эT тебе` ѓ^цище'нїе е^сть,

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have I waited for thee, O Lord, my soul has waited for thy word.

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и'мени раd твоего потрьпњхъ т^я, г~и, потрьпњ дш~а моа в# слово твое, ё^пова` дш~а моа` на' г~а”

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My soul has hoped in the Lord; from the morning watch till night.

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эT стража ё^треняа до' нощи, эT стража ётреняа да ё^поваетъ і^ил~ь на' г~а”

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Let Israel hope in the Lord: for with the Lord is mercy, and with him is plenteous redemption.

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ЈА/ко эT г~а млsть, и^ мно'го эT него и^ꙁбавленїе”

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And he shall redeem Israel from all his iniquities.

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И$ то'и и^ꙁба'витъ і^ил~я эT всњхъ беꙁако'нїи е^го”