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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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But now the youngest have laughed me to scorn, now they reprove me in their turn, whose fathers I set at nought; whom I did not deem worthy to be with my shepherd dogs.
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Нн7э же поругaшамисz малёйшіи: нн7э ўчaтъ мS t чaсти, и4хже nтцє1въ ўничтожaхъ, и4хже не вмэнsхъ дост0йными псHвъ мои1хъ стaдъ.
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Yea, why had I the strength of their hands? for them the full term of life was lost.
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Крёпость же рyкъ и4хъ во что2 мнЁ бhсть; ў ни1хъ погибaше скончaніе.
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One is childless in want and famine, such as they that fled but lately the distress and misery of drought.
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Въ скyдости и3 глaдэ безпл0денъ: и5же бэжaху въ безв0дное вчерA сотэснeніе и3 бёдность:
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Who compass the salt places on the sounding shore, who had salt herbs for their food, and were dishonourable and of no repute, in want of every good thing; who also ate roots of trees by reason of great hunger.
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и5же њбхождaху бhліе въ дeбрехъ, и5мже бhліе бsше брaшно, безчeстніи же и3 похулeнніи, скyдни всsкагw блaга, и5же и3 корeніе древeсъ жвaху t глaда вели1кагw.
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Thieves have risen up against me,
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Востaша на мS тaтіе,
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whose houses were the caves of the rocks, who lived under the wild shrubs.
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и4хже д0мове бёша пещє1ры кaмєнны:
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They will cry out among the rustling bushes.
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t среды2 доброглaсныхъ возопію1тъ, и5же под8 хврaстіемъ ди1віимъ живsху:
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They are sons of fools and vile men, whose name and glory are quenched from off the earth.
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безyмныхъ сhнове и3 безчeстныхъ, и4мz и3 слaва ўгашeна на земли2.
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But now I am their music, and they have me for a by-word.
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Нн7э же гyсли є4смь ѓзъ и5мъ, и3 менE въ при1тчу и4мутъ:
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And they stood aloof and abhorred me, and spared not to spit in my face.
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возгнушaлисz же мн0ю tступи1вше далeче, ни лицA моегw2 пощадёша t плюновeніz.
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For he has opened his quiver and afflicted me: they also have cast off the restraint of my presence.
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Tвeрзъ бо тyлъ св0й ўzзви1 мz, и3 ўздY ўстaмъ мои6мъ наложи2.
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They have risen up against me on the right hand of their offspring; they have stretched out their foot, and directed against me the ways of their destruction.
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На деснyю tрaсли востaша, н0зэ свои2 простр0ша и3 путесотвори1ша на мS стєзи2 пaгубы своеS.
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My paths are ruined; for they have stripped off my raiment: he has shot at me with his weapons.
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Сотр0шасz стєзи2 мо‰, совлек0ша бо ми2 nдeжду.
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And he has pleaded against me as he will: I am overwhelmed with pains.
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Стрэлaми свои1ми ўстрэли1 мz: сотвори1 ми, ћкоже восхотЁ: въ болёзнехъ скис0хсz, њбращaютсz же ми2 скHрби.
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My pains return upon me; my hope is gone like the wind, and my safety as a cloud.
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Tи1де ми2 надeжда ћкоже вётръ, и3 ћкоже w4блакъ спасeніе моE.
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Even now my life shall be poured forth upon me; and days of anguish seize me.
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И# нн7э на мS и3зліeтсz душA моS: и3 њдержaтъ мS днjе печaлей:
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And by night my bones are confounded; and my sinews are relaxed.
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н0щію же кHсти мо‰ смzт0шасz, жи6лы же мо‰ разслабёша.
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With great force my disease has taken hold of my garment: it has compassed me as the collar of my coat.
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Мн0гою крёпостію ћтсz за ри1зу мою2: ћкоже њжерeліе ри1зы моеS њб8s мz.
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And thou hast counted me as clay; my portion is in dust and ashes.
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Вмэнsеши же мS рaвна брeнію, въ земли2 и3 пeпелэ чaсть моS.
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And I have cried to thee, but thou hearest me not: but they stood still, and observed me.
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Возопи1хъ же къ тебЁ, и3 не ўслhшалъ мS є3си2: стaша же и3 смотри1ша на мS.
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They attacked me also without mercy: thou hast scourged me with a strong hand.
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Наид0ша же на мS без8 ми1лости, рук0ю крёпкою ўzзви1лъ мS є3си2:
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And thou hast put me to grief, and hast cast me away from safety.
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вчини1лъ же мS є3си2 въ болёзнехъ и3 tвeрглъ є3си2 мS t спасeніz.
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For I know that death will destroy me: for the earth is the house appointed for every mortal.
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Вёмъ бо, ћкw смeрть мS сотрeтъ: д0мъ бо всsкому смeртну землS.
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Oh then that I might lay hands upon myself, or at least ask another, and he should do this for me.
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Ѓще бы возм0жно бhло, сaмъ бhхъ себE ўби1лъ, и3ли2 моли1лъ бhхъ и3н0го, дабы2 ми2 то2 сотвори1лъ.
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Yet I wept over every helpless man; I groaned when I saw a man in distress.
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Ѓзъ же њ всsцэмъ немощнёмъ восплaкахсz, воздохнyхъ же ви1дэвъ мyжа въ бэдaхъ.
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But I, when I waited for good things, behold, days of evils came the more upon me.
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Ѓзъ же ждaхъ благи1хъ, и3 сE, срэт0ша мS пaче днjе ѕHлъ.
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My belly boiled, and would not cease: the days of poverty prevented me.
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Чрeво моE воскипЁ и3 не ўмолчи1тъ: предвари1ша мS днjе нищеты2.
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I went mourning without restraint: and I have stood and cried out in the assembly.
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СтенS ходи1хъ без8 њбуздaніz, стоsхъ же въ соб0рэ вопіS.
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I am become a brother of monsters, and a companion of ostriches.
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Брaтъ бhхъ сjринамъ, дрyгъ же пти1чій.
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And my skin has been greatly blackened, and my bones are burned with heat.
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К0жа же моS помрачи1сz вельми2, и3 кHсти мо‰ сгорёша t зн0z.
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My harp also has been turned into mourning, and my song into my weeping.
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Њбрати1шасz же въ плaчь гyсли мо‰, пёснь же моS въ рыдaніе мнЁ.