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Папір A4, книжкова орієнтація, поля «Немає», без колонтитулів, масштаб 100%. Сторінки йдуть підряд. Для двостороннього друку виберіть переворот по довгому краю.
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When I have healed Israel, then shall the iniquity of Ephraim be revealed, and the wickedness of Samaria; for they have wrought falsehood: and a thief shall come in to him, even a robber spoiling in his way;
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Є҆гда̀ и҆зцѣлю̀ і҆и҃лѧ, и҆ ѿкры́етсѧ непра́вда є҆фре́мова и҆ ѕло́ба самарі́йска, ꙗ҆́кѡ содѣ́лаша лжꙋ̀: и҆ та́ть къ немꙋ̀ вни́детъ, совлача́ѧй разбо́йникъ на пꙋтѝ є҆гѡ̀:
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that they may concert together as men singing in their heart: I remember all their wickedness: now have their own counsels compassed them about; they came before my face.
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ꙗ҆́кѡ да воспою́тъ вкꙋ́пѣ, а҆́ки пою́щїи се́рдцемъ свои́мъ. Всѧ̑ ѕлѡ́бы и҆́хъ помѧнꙋ́хъ: нн҃ѣ ѡ҆быдо́ша и҆̀хъ совѣ́ти и҆́хъ, проти́вꙋ лицꙋ̀ мѝ бы́ша.
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They gladdened kings with their wickedness, and princes with their lies.
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Ѕло́бами свои́ми возвесели́ша царѧ̀ и҆ лжа́ми свои́ми кнѧзе́й.
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They are all adulterers, as an oven glowing with flame for hot-baking, on account of the kneading of the dough, until it is leavened.
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Всѝ любодѣ́ющїи, ꙗ҆́кѡ пе́щь жего́ма на пече́нїе сожже́нїѧ ѿ пла́мене, ѿ примѣше́нїѧ тꙋ́ка, до́ндеже вски́снетъ то̀ всѐ.
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In the days of our kings, the princes began to be inflamed with wine: he stretched out his hand with pestilent fellows.
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Во дни̑ царе́й ва́шихъ нача́ша кнѧ̑зи ꙗ҆ри́тисѧ ѿ вїна̀, простро́ша рꙋ́ки своѧ̑ съ гꙋби́тельми:
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Wherefore their hearts are inflamed as an oven, while they rage all the night: Ephraim is satisfied with sleep; the morning is come; he is burnt up as a flame of fire.
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занѐ разгорѣ́шасѧ ꙗ҆́кѡ пе́щь сердца̀ и҆́хъ, внегда̀ оу҆стремлѧ́тисѧ и҆̀мъ: всю̀ но́щь сна̀ є҆фре́мъ насы́тисѧ, заꙋ́тра бы́сть, и҆ разгорѣ́сѧ ꙗ҆́кѡ пла́мень ѻ҆́гненный.
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They are all heated like an oven, and have devoured their judges: all their kings are fallen; there was not among them one that called on me.
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Всѝ согрѣ́ѧшасѧ, ꙗ҆́кѡ пе́щь жего́ма, и҆ ѻ҆́гнь поѧдѐ сꙋді́й и҆́хъ: всѝ ца́рїе и҆́хъ падо́ша, не бѣ̀ въ ни́хъ молѧ́йсѧ ко мнѣ̀.
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Ephraim is mixed among his people; Ephraim became a cake not turned.
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Є҆фре́мъ въ лю́дехъ свои́хъ са́мъ смѣсѧ́шесѧ, є҆фре́мъ бы́сть ѡ҆прѣсно́къ неѡбраща́емь.
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Strangers devoured his strength, and he knew it not; and grey hairs came upon him, and he knew it not.
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И҆ снѣдо́ша чꙋжді́и крѣ́пость є҆гѡ̀, се́й же не разꙋмѣ̀: и҆ сѣди̑ны ꙗ҆ви́шасѧ на не́мъ, ѻ҆́нъ же не позна̀.
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And the pride of Israel shall be brought down before his face: yet they have not returned to the Lord their God, neither have they diligently sought him for all this.
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И҆ смири́тсѧ оу҆кори́зна і҆и҃лева въ лицѐ є҆мꙋ̀: и҆ не возврати́шасѧ ко гдⷭ҇ꙋ бг҃ꙋ своемꙋ̀ и҆ не взыска́ша є҆гѡ̀ во всѣ́хъ си́хъ.
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And Ephraim was as a silly dove, not having a heart: he called to Egypt, and they went to the Assyrians.
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И҆ бѧ́ше є҆фре́мъ ꙗ҆́кѡ го́лꙋбь безꙋ́мный, не и҆мы́й се́рдца: є҆гѵ́пта молѧ́ше, и҆ во а҆ссѷрі́аны ѿидо́ша.
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Whenever they shall go, I will cast my net upon them; I will bring them down as the birds of the sky, I will chasten them with the rumour of their coming affliction.
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Ꙗ҆́коже и҆́дꙋтъ, возложꙋ̀ на нѧ̀ мре́жꙋ мою̀, ꙗ҆́коже пти̑цы небє́сныѧ све́ргꙋ ѧ҆̀, накажꙋ̀ ѧ҆̀ въ слꙋ́хъ скорбѣ́нїѧ и҆́хъ.
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Woe to them! for they have started aside from me: they are cowards; for they have sinned against me: yet I redeemed them, but they spoke falsehoods against me.
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Го́ре и҆̀мъ, ꙗ҆́кѡ ѿскочи́ша ѿ менє̀: боѧзли́ви сꙋ́ть, ꙗ҆́кѡ нече́ствоваша ко мнѣ̀: а҆́зъ же и҆зба́вихъ ѧ҆̀, сі́и же возглаго́лаша на мѧ̀ лжꙋ̀.
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And their hearts did not cry to me, but they howled on their beds: they pined for oil and wine.
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И҆ не возопи́ша ко мнѣ̀ сердца̀ и҆́хъ, но пла́кахꙋсѧ на ло́жахъ свои́хъ: ѡ҆ пшени́цѣ и҆ вїнѣ̀ сѣча́хꙋсѧ.
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They were instructed by me, and I strengthened their arms; and they devised evils against me.
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Нака́жꙋтсѧ мно́ю, а҆́зъ же оу҆крѣпи́хъ мы́шцꙋ и҆́хъ, и҆ на мѧ̀ помы́слиша ѕла̑ѧ.
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They turned aside to that which is not, they became as a bent bow: their princes shall fall by the sword, by reason of the unbridled state of their tongue: this is their setting at nought in the land of Egypt.
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Соврати́шасѧ ни во что́же, бы́ша ꙗ҆́кѡ лꙋ́къ напрѧже́нъ: падꙋ́тсѧ кнѧ̑зи и҆́хъ мече́мъ ра́ди ненаказа́нїѧ ꙗ҆зы́ка своегѡ̀. Сїѐ рꙋга́нїе и҆́хъ въ землѝ є҆гѵ́петстѣй.