¹

Въ конeцъ, њ и3змёншихсz [њ и3мyщихъ и3змэни1тисz], pал0мъ дв7ду, …}.

¹

For the end, a Psalm of David, for alternate strains.

²

Сп7си1 мz, б9е, ћкw внид0ша в0ды до души2 моеS.

²

Save me, O God; for the waters have come in to my soul.

³

Ўглэб0хъ въ тимёніи глубины2, и3 нёсть постоsніz: пріид0хъ во глубины6 морск‡z, и3 бyрz потопи1 мz.

³

I am stuck fast in deep mire, and there is no standing: I am come in to the depths of the sea, and a storm has overwhelmed me.

⁴

Ўтруди1хсz зовhй, и3змолчE гортaнь м0й: и3счез0стэ џчи мои2, t є4же ўповaти ми2 на бGа моего2.

⁴

I am weary of crying, my throat has become hoarse; mine eyes have failed by my waiting on my God.

⁵

Ўмн0жишасz пaче вл†съ главы2 моеS ненави1дzщіи мS тyне: ўкрэпи1шасz врази2 мои2, и3згонsщіи мS непрaведнw: ±же не восхищaхъ, тогдA воздаsхъ.

⁵

They that hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head: my enemies that persecute me unrighteously are strengthened: then I restored that which I took not away.

⁶

Б9е, ты2 ўвёдэлъ є3си2 безyміе моE, и3 прегрэшє1ніz мо‰ t тебє2 не ўтаи1шасz.

⁶

O God, thou knowest my foolishness; and my transgressions are not hidden from thee.

⁷

Да не постыдsтсz њ мнЁ терпsщіи тебE, гDи, гDи си1лъ: нижE да посрaмzтсz њ мнЁ и4щущіи тебE, б9е ї}левъ.

⁷

Let not them that wait on thee, O Lord of hosts, be ashamed on my account: let not them that seek thee, be ashamed on my account, O God of Israel.

⁸

Ћкw тебє2 рaди претерпёхъ поношeніе, покры2 срамотA лицE моE.

⁸

For I have suffered reproach for thy sake; shame has covered my face.

⁹

Чyждь бhхъ брaтіи моeй и3 стрaненъ сыновHмъ мaтере моеS:

⁹

I became strange to my brethren, and a stranger to my mother's children.

¹⁰

ћкw рeвность д0му твоегw2 снэдe мz, и3 поношє1ніz поносsщихъ ти2 напад0ша на мS.

¹⁰

For the zeal of thine house has eaten me up; and the reproaches of them that reproached thee are fallen upon me.

¹¹

И# покрhхъ пост0мъ дyшу мою2, и3 бhсть въ поношeніе мнЁ:

¹¹

And I bowed down my soul with fasting, and that was made my reproach.

¹²

и3 положи1хъ њдэsніе моE врeтище, и3 бhхъ и5мъ въ при1тчу.

¹²

And I put on sackcloth for my covering; and I became a proverb to them.

¹³

Њ мнЁ глумлsхусz сэдsщіи во вратёхъ, и3 њ мнЁ поsху пію1щіи віно2.

¹³

They that sit in the gate talked against me, and they that drank wine sang against me.

¹⁴

Ѓзъ же моли1твою моeю къ тебЁ, б9е: врeмz бlговолeніz, б9е: во мн0жествэ млcти твоеS ўслhши мS, во и4стинэ спcніz твоегw2.

¹⁴

But I will cry to thee, O Lord, in my prayer; O God, it is a propitious time: in the multitude of thy mercy hear me, in the truth of thy salvation.

¹⁵

Сп7си1 мz t брeніz, да не ўглёбну: да и3збaвлюсz t ненави1дzщихъ мS и3 t глуб0кихъ в0дъ.

¹⁵

Save me from the mire, that I stick not in it: let me be delivered from them that hate me, and from the deep waters.

¹⁶

Да не потопи1тъ менE бyрz воднaz, нижE да пожрeтъ менE глубинA, нижE сведeтъ њ мнЁ ровeнникъ ќстъ свои1хъ.

¹⁶

Let not the waterflood drown me, nor let the deep swallow me up; neither let the well shut its mouth upon me.

¹⁷

Ўслhши мS, гDи, ћкw бlга млcть твоS: по мн0жеству щедр0тъ твои1хъ при1зри на мS.

¹⁷

Hear me, O Lord; for thy mercy is good: according to the multitude of thy compassions look upon me.

¹⁸

Не tврати2 лицA твоегw2 t џтрока твоегw2, ћкw скорблю2: ск0рw ўслhши мS.

¹⁸

And turn not away thy face from thy servant; for I am afflicted: hear me speedily.

¹⁹

Вонми2 души2 моeй и3 и3збaви ю5: вр†гъ мои1хъ рaди и3збaви мS.

¹⁹

Draw nigh to my soul and redeem it: deliver me because of mine enemies.

²⁰

Тh бо вёси поношeніе моE, и3 стyдъ м0й, и3 срамотY мою2: пред8 тоб0ю вси2 њскорблsющіи мS.

²⁰

For thou knowest my reproach, and my shame, and my confusion; all that afflict me are before thee.

²¹

Поношeніе чazше душA моS и3 стрaсть: и3 ждaхъ соскорбsщагw, и3 не бЁ, и3 ўтэшaющихъ, и3 не њбрэт0хъ.

²¹

My soul has waited for reproach and misery; and I waited for one to grieve with me, but there was none; and for one to comfort me, but I found none.

²²

И# дaша въ снёдь мою2 жeлчь, и3 въ жaжду мою2 напои1ша мS џцта.

²²

They gave me also gall for my food, and made me drink vinegar for my thirst.

²³

Да бyдетъ трапeза и4хъ пред8 ни1ми въ сёть и3 въ воздаsніе и3 въ соблaзнъ.

²³

Let their table before them be for a snare, and for a recompence, and for a stumbling-block.

²⁴

Да помрачaтсz џчи и4хъ, є4же не ви1дэти, и3 хребeтъ и4хъ вhну слzцы2.

²⁴

Let their eyes be darkened that they should not see; and bow down their back continually.

²⁵

Пролjй на нS гнёвъ тв0й, и3 ћрость гнёва твоегw2 да пости1гнетъ и5хъ.

²⁵

Pour out thy wrath upon them, and let the fury of thine anger take hold on them.

²⁶

Да бyдетъ дв0ръ и4хъ пyстъ, и3 въ жили1щихъ и4хъ да не бyдетъ живhй.

²⁶

Let their habitation be made desolate; and let there be no inhabitant in their tents:

²⁷

ЗанE є3г0же ты2 порази1лъ є3си2, тjи погнaша, и3 къ болёзни ћзвъ мои1хъ приложи1ша.

²⁷

because they persecuted him whom thou hast smitten; and they have added to the grief of my wounds.

²⁸

Приложи2 беззак0ніе къ беззак0нію и4хъ, и3 да не вни1дутъ въ прaвду твою2.

²⁸

Add iniquity to their iniquity; and let them not come into thy righteousness.

²⁹

Да потребsтсz t кни1ги живhхъ, и3 съ првdными да не напи1шутсz.

²⁹

Let them be blotted out of the book of the living, and let them not be written with the righteous.

³⁰

Ни1щъ и3 болsй є4смь ѓзъ: спcніе твоE, б9е, да пріи1метъ мS.

³⁰

I am poor and sorrowful; but the salvation of thy countenance has helped me.

³¹

Восхвалю2 и4мz бGа моегw2 съ пёснію, возвели1чу є3го2 во хвалeніи:

³¹

I will praise the name of my God with a song, I will magnify him with praise;

³²

и3 ўг0дно бyдетъ бGу пaче телцA ю4на, р0ги и3зносsща и3 пaзнwкти.

³²

and this shall please God more than a young calf having horns and hoofs.

³³

Да ќзрzтъ ни1щіи и3 возвеселsтсz: взыщи1те бGа, и3 живA бyдетъ душA вaша.

³³

Let the poor see and rejoice; seek the Lord diligently, and ye shall live.

³⁴

Ћкw ўслhша ўбHгіz гDь, и3 њков†нныz сво‰ не ўничижи2.

³⁴

For the Lord hears the poor, and does not set at nought his fettered ones.

³⁵

Да восхвaлzтъ є3го2 нб7сA и3 землS, м0ре и3 вс‰ жив{щаz въ нeмъ.

³⁵

Let the heavens and the earth praise him, the sea, and all things moving in them.

³⁶

Ћкw бGъ сп7сeтъ сіHна, и3 сози1ждутсz грaди їудeйстіи, и3 вселsтсz тaмw и3 наслёдzтъ и5:

³⁶

For God will save Sion, and the cities of Judea shall be built; and men shall dwell there, and inherit it.

³⁷

и3 сёмz рабHвъ твои1хъ ўдержи1тъ и5, и3 лю1бzщіи и4мz твоE вселsтсz въ нeмъ.

³⁷

And the seed of his servants shall possess it, and they that love his name shall dwell therein.