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But Job answered and said,

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Tвэщaвъ же јwвъ, речE:

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Oh that one would indeed weigh the wrath that is upon me, and take up my griefs in a balance together!

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ѓще бы кто2 вёсz и3звёсилъ гнёвъ м0й, бwлёзни же мо‰ взsлъ бы на мёрило вкyпэ,

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And verily they would be heavier than the sand by the seashore: but, as it seems, my words are vain.

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то2 пескA морскaгw тzжчaйшіи бhли бы: но, ћкоже мни1тсz, словесA мо‰ ѕл† сyть.

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For the arrows of the Lord are in my body, whose violence drinks up my blood: whenever I am going to speak, they pierce me.

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Стрёлы бо гDни въ тёлэ моeмъ сyть, и4хже ћрость и3спивaетъ кр0вь мою2: є3гдA начнY глаг0лати, бодyтъ мS.

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What then? will the wild ass bray for nothing, if he is not seeking food? or again, will the ox low at the manger, when he has fodder?

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Чт0 бо; є3дA вотщE возревeтъ ди1вій nсeлъ, рaзвэ бр†шна просS; и3ли2 возревeтъ глaсомъ в0лъ, въ ћслехъ и3мёzй брaшно;

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Shall bread be eaten without salt? or again, is there taste in empty words?

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Снёстсz ли хлёбъ без8 с0ли; и3ли2 є4сть вкyсъ во тщи1хъ словесёхъ;

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For my wrath cannot cease; for I perceive my food as the smell of a lion to be loathsome.

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Не м0жетъ бо ўтиши1тисz душA моS: смрaдъ бо зрю2 бр†шна мо‰, ћкоже воню2 льв0ву.

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For oh that he would grant my desire, and my petition might come, and the Lord would grant my hope!

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Ѓще бо дaлъ бы, да пріи1детъ прошeніе моE, и3 надeжду мою2 дaлъ бы гDь.

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Let the Lord begin and wound me, but let him not utterly destroy me.

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Начeнъ гDь да ўzзвлsетъ мS, до концa же да не ўбіeтъ мS.

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Let the grave be my city, upon the walls of which I have leaped: I will not shrink from it; for I have not denied the holy words of my God.

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Бyди же ми2 грaдъ гр0бъ, на є3гHже стэнaхъ скакaхъ въ нeмъ: не пощажY: не солгaхъ бо во словесёхъ с™hхъ бGа моегw2.

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For what is my strength, that I continue? what is my time, that my soul endures?

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Кaz бо крёпость моS, ћкw терплю2; и3ли2 к0е ми2 врeмz, ћкw терпи1тъ моS душA;

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Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass?

¹²

є3дA крёпость кaменіz крёпость моS; и3ли2 плHти мо‰ сyть мBдzны;

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Or have I not trusted in him? but help is far from me.

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и3ли2 не ўповaхъ на него2; п0мощь же t менє2 tступи2,

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Mercy has rejected me; and the visitation of the Lord has disregarded me.

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tречeсz t менє2 ми1лость, посэщeніе же гDне презрё мz.

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My nearest relations have not regarded me; they have passed me by like a failing brook, or like a wave.

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Не воззрёша на мS бли1жніи мои2: ћкоже пот0къ њскудэвazй, и3ли2 ћкоже вHлны преид0ша мS:

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They who used to reverence me, now have come against me like snow or congealed ice.

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и5же менє2 боsхусz, нн7э напад0ша на мS:

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When it has melted at the approach of heat, it is not known what it was.

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ћкоже снёгъ и3ли2 лeдъ смeрзлый, є3гдA и3стaетъ теплотЁ бhвшей, не ктомY познавaетсz, что2 бЁ:

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Thus I also have been deserted of all; and I am ruined, and become an outcast.

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тaкw и3 ѓзъ њстaвленъ є4смь t всёхъ, погиб0хъ же и3 безд0мокъ бhхъ:

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Behold the ways of the Thæmanites, ye that mark the paths of the Sabæans.

¹⁹

ви1дите пути6 fем†нскіz, на стєзи2 савw6нскіz смотрsщіи,

²⁰

They too that trust in cities and riches shall come to shame.

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и3 студA и3сп0лнени бyдутъ на грaды и3 на и3мBніz надёющіисz.

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But ye also have come to me without pity; so that beholding my wound ye are afraid.

²¹

Нн7э же и3 вы2 наид0сте на мS неми1лостивнw: u5бо ви1дэвше м0й стрyпъ ўб0йтесz.

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What? have I made any demand of you? or do I ask for strength from you,

²²

Чт0 бо; є3дA что2 ў вaсъ проси1хъ, и3ли2 вaшеz крёпости трeбую,

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to deliver me from enemies, or to rescue me from the hand of the mighty ones?

²³

да спасeте мS t врагHвъ, и3ли2 и3з8 руки2 си1льныхъ и3збaвите мS;

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Teach ye me, and I will be silent: if in anything I have erred, tell me.

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Научи1те мS, ѓзъ же ўмолчY: ѓще что2 погрэши1хъ, скажи1те ми2.

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But as it seems, the words of a true man are vain, because I do not ask strength of you.

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Но, ћкоже мни1тсz, ѕл† (сyть) мyжа и4стиннагw словесA, не t вaсъ бо крёпости прошY:

²⁶

Neither will your reproof cause me to cease my words, for neither will I endure the sound of your speech.

²⁶

нижE њбличeніе вaше словесы2 мS ўтоли1тъ, нижe бо вэщaніz вaшегw словeсъ стерплю2.

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Even because ye attack the fatherless, and insult your friend.

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Nбaче ћкw на си1ра напaдаете, наскaчете же на дрyга вaшего.

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But now, having looked upon your countenances, I will not lie.

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Нн7э же воззрёвъ на ли1ца в†ша, не солжY.

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Sit down now, and let there not be unrighteousness; and unite again with the just.

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Сsдите нн7э, и3 да не бyдетъ непрaведно, и3 пaки ко прaведному сни1дитесz.

³⁰

For there is no injustice in my tongue; and does not my throat meditate understanding?

³⁰

И$бо нёсть въ љзhцэ моeмъ непрaвды, и3 гортaнь м0йне рaзуму ли поучaетсz;