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Папір A4, альбомна орієнтація, поля «Немає», без колонтитулів. Друкуйте двосторонньо, з переворотом по короткому краю, у масштабі 100%; якщо принтер обрізає край — 98%. Не вмикайте режим «Буклет» у драйвері принтера.
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Въ конeцъ, да не растли1ши, дв7ду въ столпописaніе, внегдA є3мY tбэгaти t лицA саyлова въ пещeру, н7ѕ7.
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For the end. Destroy not: by David, for a memorial, when he fled from the presence of Saul to the cave.
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Поми1луй мS, б9е, поми1луй мS: ћкw на тS ўповA душA моS, и3 на сёнь крил{ твоє1ю надёюсz, д0ндеже прeйдетъ беззак0ніе.
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Have mercy, upon me, O God, have mercy upon me: for my soul has trusted in thee: and in the shadow of thy wings will I hope, until the iniquity have passed away.
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ВоззовY къ бGу вhшнему, бGу бlгодёzвшему мнЁ.
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I will cry to God most high; the God who has benefited me. Pause.
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ПослA съ нб7сE и3 сп7сe мz, дадE въ поношeніе попирaющыz мS: послA бGъ млcть свою2 и3 и4стину свою2,
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He sent from heaven and saved me; he gave to reproach them that trampled on me: God has sent forth his mercy and his truth;
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и3 и3збaви дyшу мою2 t среды2 скЂмнwвъ. Поспaхъ смущeнъ: сhнове человёчестіи, зyбы и4хъ nр{жіz и3 стрёлы, и3 љзhкъ и4хъ мeчь џстръ.
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and he has delivered my soul from the midst of lions' whelps: I lay down to sleep, though troubled. As for the sons of men, their teeth are arms and missile weapons, and their tongue a sharp sword.
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Вознеси1сz на нб7сA, б9е, и3 по всeй земли2 слaва твоS.
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Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens; and thy glory above all the earth.
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Сёть ўгот0ваша ногaмъ мои6мъ, и3 слzк0ша дyшу мою2: и3скопaша пред8 лицeмъ мои1мъ ћму, и3 впад0ша въ ню2.
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They have prepared snares for my feet, and have bowed down my soul: they have dug a pit before my face, and fallen into it themselves. Pause.
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Гот0во сeрдце моE, б9е, гот0во сeрдце моE: воспою2 и3 пою2 во слaвэ моeй.
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My heart, O God, is ready, my heart is ready: I will sing, yea will sing psalms.
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Востaни, слaва моS, востaни, pалти1рю и3 гyсли: востaну рaнw.
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Awake, my glory; awake, psaltery and harp: I will awake early.
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И#сповёмсz тебЁ въ лю1дехъ, гDи, воспою2 тебЁ во kзhцэхъ:
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O Lord, I will give thanks to thee among the nations: I will sing to thee among the Gentiles.
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ћкw возвели1чисz до нб7съ млcть твоS и3 дaже до w4блакъ и4стина твоS.
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For thy mercy has been magnified even to the heavens, and thy truth to the clouds.
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Вознеси1сz на нб7сA, б9е, и3 по всeй земли2 слaва твоS.
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Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens; and thy glory above all the earth.