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Let the day perish in which I was born, and that night in which they said, Behold a man-child!
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та̀ но́щь бꙋ́ди тма̀, и҆ да не взы́щетъ є҆ѧ̀ гдⷭ҇ь свы́ше, нижѐ да прїи́детъ на ню̀ свѣ́тъ,
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Let that night be darkness, and let not the Lord regard it from above, neither let light come upon it.
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и҆ да прїи́метъ ю҆̀ тма̀ и҆ сѣ́нь сме́ртнаѧ, да прїи́детъ на ню̀ сꙋмра́къ: про́клѧтъ бꙋ́ди де́нь то́й
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But let darkness and the shadow of death seize it; let blackness come upon it;
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и҆ но́щь ѻ҆́наѧ: да пости́гнетъ ю҆̀ тма̀, да не бꙋ́детъ во дне́хъ лѣ́та, нижѐ да вчи́слитсѧ во дне́хъ мцⷭ҇ей:
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let that day and night be cursed, let darkness carry them away; let it not come into the days of the year, neither let it be numbered with the days of the months.
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но но́щь ѻ҆́наѧ да бꙋ́детъ болѣ́знь, и҆ да не прїи́детъ на ню̀ весе́лїе и҆ ра́дость,
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But let that night be pain, and let not mirth come upon it, nor joy.
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но да проклене́тъ ю҆̀ проклина́ѧй то́й де́нь, и҆́же и҆́мать ѡ҆долѣ́ти вели́каго ки́та:
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But let him that curses that day curse it, even he that is ready to attack the great whale.
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да поме́ркнꙋтъ ѕвѣ́зды тоѧ̀ но́щи, да ѡ҆жида́етъ и҆ на свѣ́тъ да не прїи́детъ, и҆ да не ви́дитъ денни́цы возсїѧва́ющїѧ,
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Let the stars of that night be darkened; let it remain dark, and not come into light; and let it not see the morning star arise:
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ꙗ҆́кѡ не затворѝ вра́тъ чре́ва ма́тере моеѧ̀: ѿѧ́ла бо бы̀ болѣ́знь ѿ ѻ҆́чїю моє́ю:
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because it shut not up the gates of my mother's womb, for so it would have removed sorrow from my eyes.
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почто́ бо во оу҆тро́бѣ не оу҆мро́хъ; и҆з̾ чре́ва же и҆зше́дъ, и҆ а҆́бїе не погибо́хъ;
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For why died I not in the belly? and why did I not come forth from the womb and die immediately?
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почто́ же мѧ̀ прїѧ́ша на кѡлѣ́на; почто́ же сса́хъ сосца̑;
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And why did the knees support me? and why did I suck the breasts?
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нн҃ѣ оу҆́бѡ оу҆снꙋ́въ оу҆молча́лъ бы́хъ, оу҆снꙋ́въ же почи́лъ бы́хъ
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Now I should have lain down and been quiet, I should have slept and been at rest,
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со царьмѝ и҆ совѣ̑тники землѝ, и҆̀же хвалѧ́хꙋсѧ ѻ҆рꙋ̑жїи,
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with kings and councillors of the earth, who gloried in their swords;