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Chapter 3
English (Brenton–Byzantine)
Церковнослов'янською
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After this Job opened his mouth, and cursed his day,
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Посeмъ tвeрзе јwвъ ўстA сво‰ и3 проклS дeнь св0й,
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saying,
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глаг0лz:
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Let the day perish in which I was born, and that night in which they said, Behold a man-child!
Let that night be darkness, and let not the Lord regard it from above, neither let light come upon it.
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тA н0щь бyди тмA, и3 да не взhщетъ є3S гDь свhше, нижE да пріи1детъ на ню2 свётъ,
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But let darkness and the shadow of death seize it; let blackness come upon it;
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и3 да пріи1метъ ю5 тмA и3 сёнь смeртнаz, да пріи1детъ на ню2 сумрaкъ: пр0клzтъ бyди дeнь т0й
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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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и3 н0щь џнаz: да пости1гнетъ ю5 тмA, да не бyдетъ во днeхъ лёта, нижE да вчи1слитсz во днeхъ мцcей:
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But let that night be pain, and let not mirth come upon it, nor joy.
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но н0щь џнаz да бyдетъ болёзнь, и3 да не пріи1детъ на ню2 весeліе и3 рaдость,
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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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но да прокленeтъ ю5 проклинazй т0й дeнь, и4же и4мать њдолёти вели1каго ки1та:
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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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да помeркнутъ ѕвёзды тоS н0щи, да њжидaетъ и3 на свётъ да не пріи1детъ, и3 да не ви1дитъ денни1цы возсіzвaющіz,
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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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ћкw не затвори2 врaтъ чрeва мaтере моеS: tsла бо бы2 болёзнь t џчію моє1ю:
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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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почт0 бо во ўтр0бэ не ўмр0хъ; и3з8 чрeва же и3зшeдъ, и3 ѓбіе не погиб0хъ;
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And why did the knees support me? and why did I suck the breasts?
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почт0 же мS пріsша на кwлёна; почт0 же ссaхъ сосц†;
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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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нн7э ќбw ўснyвъ ўмолчaлъ бhхъ, ўснyвъ же почи1лъ бhхъ
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with kings and councillors of the earth, who gloried in their swords;
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со царьми2 и3 совBтники земли2, и5же хвалsхусz nр{жіи,
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or with rulers, whose gold was abundant, who filled their houses with silver: