¹

Въ коне́цъ, і҆дїѳꙋ́мꙋ, пѣ́снь дв҃дꙋ, л҃и҃.

¹

For the end, a Song of David, to Idithun.

²

Рѣ́хъ: сохраню̀ пꙋти̑ моѧ̑, є҆́же не согрѣша́ти мѝ ѧ҆зы́комъ мои́мъ: положи́хъ оу҆стѡ́мъ мои̑мъ храни́ло, внегда̀ воста́ти грѣ́шномꙋ предо мно́ю.

²

I said, I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue: I set a guard on my mouth, while the sinner stood in my presence.

³

Ѡ҆нѣмѣ́хъ и҆ смири́хсѧ, и҆ оу҆молча́хъ ѿ бла̑гъ, и҆ болѣ́знь моѧ̀ ѡ҆бнови́сѧ.

³

I was dumb, and humbled myself, and kept silence from good words; and my grief was renewed.

⁴

Согрѣ́ѧсѧ се́рдце моѐ во мнѣ̀, и҆ въ поꙋче́нїи мое́мъ разгори́тсѧ ѻ҆́гнь: глаго́лахъ ѧ҆зы́комъ мои́мъ:

⁴

My heart grew hot within me, and a fire would kindle in my meditation: I spoke with my tongue,

⁵

скажи́ ми, гдⷭ҇и, кончи́нꙋ мою̀ и҆ число̀ дні́й мои́хъ, ко́е є҆́сть, да разꙋмѣ́ю, что̀ лиша́юсѧ а҆́зъ.

⁵

O Lord, make me to know mine end, and the number of my days, what it is; that I may know what I lack.

⁶

Сѐ, пѧ̑ди положи́лъ є҆сѝ дни̑ моѧ̑, и҆ соста́въ мо́й ꙗ҆́кѡ ничто́же пред̾ тобо́ю: ѻ҆ба́че всѧ́чєскаѧ сꙋета̀ всѧ́къ человѣ́къ живы́й.

⁶

Behold, thou hast made my days old; and my existence is as nothing before thee: nay, every man living is altogether vanity. Pause.

⁷

Оу҆̀бо ѡ҆́бразомъ хо́дитъ человѣ́къ, ѻ҆ба́че всꙋ́е мѧте́тсѧ: сокро́вищствꙋетъ, и҆ не вѣ́сть, комꙋ̀ собере́тъ ѧ҆̀.

⁷

Surely man walks in a shadow; nay, he is disquieted in vain: he lays up treasures, and knows not for whom he shall gather them.

⁸

И҆ нн҃ѣ кто̀ терпѣ́нїе моѐ; не гдⷭ҇ь ли; и҆ соста́въ мо́й ѿ тебє̀ є҆́сть.

⁸

And now what is my expectation? is it not the Lord? and my ground of hope is with thee. Pause.

⁹

Ѿ всѣ́хъ беззако́нїй мои́хъ и҆зба́ви мѧ̀: поноше́нїе безꙋ́мномꙋ да́лъ мѧ̀ є҆сѝ.

⁹

Deliver me from all my transgressions: thou hast made me a reproach to the foolish.

¹⁰

Ѡ҆нѣмѣ́хъ и҆ не ѿверзо́хъ оу҆́стъ мои́хъ, ꙗ҆́кѡ ты̀ сотвори́лъ є҆сѝ.

¹⁰

I was dumb, and opened not my mouth; for thou art he that made me.

¹¹

Ѿста́ви ѿ менє̀ ра̑ны твоѧ̑: ѿ крѣ́пости бо рꙋкѝ твоеѧ̀ а҆́зъ и҆зчезо́хъ.

¹¹

Remove thy scourges from me: I have fainted by reason of the strength of thine hand.

¹²

Во ѡ҆бличе́нїихъ ѡ҆ беззако́нїи наказа́лъ є҆сѝ человѣ́ка, и҆ и҆ста́ѧлъ є҆сѝ ꙗ҆́кѡ паꙋчи́нꙋ дꙋ́шꙋ є҆гѡ̀: ѻ҆ба́че всꙋ́е всѧ́къ человѣ́къ.

¹²

Thou chastenest man with rebukes for iniquity, and thou makest his life to consume away like a spider's web: nay, every man is disquieted in vain. Pause.

¹³

Оу҆слы́ши моли́твꙋ мою̀, гдⷭ҇и, и҆ моле́нїе моѐ внꙋшѝ, сле́зъ мои́хъ не премолчѝ: ꙗ҆́кѡ пресе́лникъ а҆́зъ є҆́смь оу҆ тебє̀ и҆ пришле́цъ, ꙗ҆́коже всѝ ѻ҆тцы̀ моѝ.

¹³

O Lord, hearken to my prayer and my supplication: attend to my tears: be not silent, for I am a sojourner in the land, and a stranger, as all my fathers were.

¹⁴

Ѡ҆сла́би мѝ, да почі́ю, пре́жде да́же не ѿидꙋ̀, и҆ ктомꙋ̀ не бꙋ́дꙋ.

¹⁴

Spare me, that I may be refreshed, before I depart, and be no more.