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Но послꙋ́шай, і҆́ѡве, слове́съ мои́хъ и҆ бесѣ́дꙋ мою̀ внꙋшѝ:
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Howbeit hear, Job, my words, and hearken to my speech.
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сѐ бо, ѿверзо́хъ оу҆ста̀ моѧ̑, и҆ возглаго́ла ѧ҆зы́къ мо́й:
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For behold, I have opened my mouth, and my tongue has spoken.
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чи́сто се́рдце моѐ во словесѣ́хъ, ра́зꙋмъ же оу҆стнꙋ̀ моє́ю чи̑стаѧ оу҆разꙋмѣ́етъ:
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My heart shall be found pure by my words; and the understanding of my lips shall meditate purity.
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дх҃ъ бж҃їй сотвори́вый мѧ̀, дыха́нїе же вседержи́телево поꙋча́ющее мѧ̀:
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The Divine Spirit is that which formed me, and the breath of the Almighty that which teaches me.
until his flesh shall be consumed, and he shall shew his bones bare.
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прибли́жисѧ же на сме́рть дꙋша̀ є҆гѡ̀, и҆ живо́тъ є҆гѡ̀ во а҆́дѣ.
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His soul also draws nigh to death, and his life is in Hades.
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А҆́ще бꙋ́детъ ты́сѧща а҆́гг҃лъ смертоно́сныхъ, є҆ди́нъ ѿ ни́хъ не оу҆ѧзви́тъ є҆го̀: а҆́ще помы́слитъ се́рдцемъ ѡ҆брати́тисѧ ко гдⷭ҇ꙋ, повѣ́сть же человѣ́кꙋ сво́й зазо́ръ, и҆ безꙋ́мїе своѐ пока́жетъ,
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Though there should be a thousand messengers of death, not one of them shall wound him: if he should purpose in his heart to turn to the Lord, and declare to man his fault, and shew his folly;
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застꙋ́питъ є҆̀, є҆́же не впа́сти є҆мꙋ̀ въ сме́рть, ѡ҆бнови́тъ же тѣ́ло є҆гѡ̀ ꙗ҆́коже повапле́нїе на стѣнѣ̀, кѡ́сти же є҆гѡ̀ и҆спо́лнитъ мо́зга:
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he will support him, that he should not perish, and will restore his body as fresh plaster upon a wall; and he will fill his bones with marrow.
And he will make his flesh tender as that of a babe, and he will restore him among men in his full strength.
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Помо́литсѧ же ко гдⷭ҇ꙋ и҆ прїѧ́тъ и҆́мъ бꙋ́детъ, вни́детъ же лице́мъ весе́лымъ со и҆сповѣ́данїемъ, возда́стъ же человѣ́кѡмъ пра́вдꙋ свою̀.
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And he shall pray to the Lord, and his prayer shall be accepted of him; he shall enter with a cheerful countenance, with a full expression of praise: for he will render to men their due.
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Посе́мъ тогда̀ за́зритъ человѣ́къ са́мъ себѣ̀, глаго́лѧ: ꙗ҆кова̑ѧ содѣва́хъ; и҆ не по досто́инствꙋ и҆стѧза́ мѧ, ѡ҆ ни́хже согрѣши́хъ:
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Even then a man shall blame himself, saying, What kind of things have I done? and he has not punished me according to the full amount of my sins.
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спасѝ дꙋ́шꙋ мою̀, є҆́же не вни́ти во и҆стлѣ́нїе, и҆ жи́знь моѧ̀ свѣ́тъ оу҆́зритъ.
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Deliver my soul, that it may not go to destruction, and my life shall see the light.