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Then Job answered and said,
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Ѿвѣща́въ же і҆́ѡвъ, речѐ:
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I know of a truth that it is so: for how shall a mortal man be just before the Lord?
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вои́стиннꙋ вѣ́мъ, ꙗ҆́кѡ та́кѡ є҆́сть: ка́кѡ бо бꙋ́детъ пра́веденъ человѣ́къ оу҆ гдⷭ҇а;
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For if he would enter into judgment with him, God would not hearken to him, so that he should answer to one of his charges of a thousand.
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а҆́ще бо восхо́щетъ сꙋди́тисѧ съ ни́мъ, не послꙋ́шаетъ є҆гѡ̀, да не пререче́тъ ко є҆ди́номꙋ словесѝ є҆гѡ̀ ѿ ты́сѧщи.
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For he is wise in mind, and mighty, and great: who has hardened himself against him and endured?
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Премⷣръ бо є҆́сть мы́слїю, крѣ́покъ же и҆ вели́къ: кто̀ же́стокъ бы́въ проти́вꙋ є҆гѡ̀, пребы́сть;
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Who wears out the mountains, and men know it not: who overturns them in anger.
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Ѡ҆бетша́ѧй го́ры, и҆ не вѣ́дѧтъ, превраща́ѧй ѧ҆̀ гнѣ́вомъ:
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Who shakes the earth under heaven from its foundations, and its pillars totter.
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трѧсы́й поднебе́снꙋю и҆з̾ ѡ҆снова́нїй, столпи́ же є҆ѧ̀ коле́блютсѧ:
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Who commands the sun, and it rises not; and he seals up the stars.
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гл҃ѧй со́лнцꙋ, и҆ не восхо́дитъ, ѕвѣ́зды же печа́тствꙋетъ:
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Who alone has stretched out the heavens, and walks on the sea as on firm ground.
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простры́й є҆ди́нъ не́бо и҆ ходѧ́й но мо́рю, ꙗ҆́кѡ по землѝ:
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Who makes Pleias, and Hesperus, and Arcturus, and the chambers of the south.
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творѧ́й плїа̑ды и҆ є҆спе́ра, и҆ а҆рктꙋ́ра и҆ сокрѡ́вища ю҆́жнаѧ:
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Who does great and unsearchable things; glorious also and excellent things, innumerable.
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творѧ́й вє́лїѧ и҆ неизслѣ́дѡваннаѧ, сла̑внаѧ же и҆ и҆зрѧ̑днаѧ, и҆̀мже нѣ́сть числа̀.
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If ever he should go beyond me, I shall not see him: if he should pass by me, neither thus have I known it.
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А҆́ще прїи́детъ ко мнѣ̀, не и҆́мамъ ви́дѣти: и҆ а҆́ще мимои́детъ менє̀, ника́кѡ оу҆разꙋмѣ́хъ.
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If he would take away, who shall turn him back? or who shall say to him, What hast thou done?
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А҆́ще во́зметъ, кто̀ возврати́тъ; и҆лѝ кто̀ рече́тъ є҆мꙋ̀: что̀ сотвори́лъ є҆сѝ;
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For if he has turned away his anger, the whales under heaven have stooped under him.
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Са́мъ бо ѿвраща́етъ гнѣ́въ, слѧко́шасѧ под̾ ни́мъ ки́ти поднебе́снїи.
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Oh then that he would hearken to me, or judge my cause.
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А҆́ще же мѧ̀ оу҆слы́шитъ, и҆лѝ разсꙋ́дитъ глаго́лы моѧ̑;
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For though I be righteous, he will not hearken to me: I will intreat his judgment.
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А҆́ще бо и҆ пра́веденъ бꙋ́дꙋ, не оу҆слы́шитъ менѐ, сꙋдꙋ̀ є҆гѡ̀ помолю́сѧ:
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And if I should call and he should not hearken, I cannot believe that he has listened to my voice.
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а҆́ще же воззовꙋ̀, и҆ оу҆слы́шитъ мѧ̀, не и҆мꙋ̀ вѣ́ры, ꙗ҆́кѡ оу҆слы́ша гла́съ мо́й.
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Let him not crush me with a dark storm: but he has made my bruises many without cause.
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Да не мгло́ю мѧ̀ потреби́тъ, мнѡ́га же мѝ сотрє́нїѧ сотворѝ всꙋ́е,
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For he suffers me not to take breath, but he has filled me with bitterness.
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не ѡ҆ставлѧ́етъ бо мѧ̀ ѿдохнꙋ́ти, и҆спо́лни же мѧ̀ го́рести.
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For indeed he is strong in power: who then shall resist his judgment?
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Поне́же си́ленъ є҆́сть крѣ́постїю: кто̀ оу҆̀бо сꙋдꙋ̀ є҆гѡ̀ воспроти́витсѧ;
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For though I should seem righteous, my mouth will be profane: and though I should seem blameless, I shall be proved perverse.
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А҆́ще бо бꙋ́дꙋ пра́веденъ, оу҆ста̀ моѧ̑ нечє́стїѧ сотворѧ́тъ: а҆́ще же бꙋ́дꙋ непоро́ченъ, стро́потенъ бꙋ́дꙋ.
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For even if I have sinned, I know it not in my soul: but my life is taken away.
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А҆́ще бо нече́стїе сотвори́хъ, не вѣ́мъ дꙋше́ю мое́ю: ѻ҆ба́че ѿе́млетсѧ мѝ живо́тъ.
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Wherefore I said, Wrath slays the great and mighty man.
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Тѣ́мже рѣ́хъ: вели́ка и҆ си́льна гꙋби́тъ гнѣ́въ.
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For the worthless die, but the righteous are laughed to scorn.
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Ꙗ҆́кѡ лꙋка́вїи сме́ртїю лю́тою поги́бнꙋтъ, ѻ҆ба́че пра́вєднымъ посмѣва́ютсѧ.
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For they are delivered into the hands of the unrighteous man: he covers the faces of the judges of the earth: but if it be not he, who is it?
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Предана̀ є҆́сть землѧ̀ въ рꙋ́цѣ нечести́вагѡ, ли́ца сꙋді́й є҆ѧ̀ покрыва́етъ: а҆́ще же не са́мъ є҆́сть, кто̀ є҆́сть;
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But my life is swifter than a post: my days have fled away, and they knew it not.
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Житїе́ же моѐ є҆́сть легча́е скороте́чца: ѿбѣго́ша и҆ не ви́дѣша.
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Or again, is there a trace of their path left by ships? or is there one of the flying eagle as it seeks its prey?
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И҆лѝ є҆́сть кораблє́мъ слѣ́дъ пꙋтѝ, и҆лѝ ѻ҆рла̀ летѧ́ща, и҆́щꙋща ꙗ҆́ди;
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And if I should say, I will forget to speak, I will bow down my face and groan;
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А҆́ще бо рекꙋ̀: забꙋ́дꙋ глаго́лѧ, прини́кнꙋвъ лице́мъ воздохнꙋ̀,
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I quake in all my limbs, for I know that thou wilt not leave me alone as innocent.
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трѧсꙋ́сѧ всѣ́ми оу҆десы̀: вѣ́мъ бо, ꙗ҆́кѡ не безви́нна мѧ̀ ѡ҆ста́виши.
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But since I am ungodly, why have I not died?
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А҆́ще же нечести́въ є҆́смь, почто̀ не оу҆мро́хъ;
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For if I should wash myself with snow, and purge myself with pure hands,
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А҆́ще бо и҆змы́юсѧ снѣ́гомъ и҆ ѡ҆чи́щꙋсѧ рꙋка́ми чи́стыми,
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thou hadst thoroughly plunged me in filth, and my garment had abhorred me.
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дово́лнѡ во скве́рнѣ ѡ҆мочи́лъ мѧ̀ є҆сѝ, возгнꙋша́сѧ же мно́ю ѻ҆де́жда моѧ̀.
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For thou art not man like me, with whom I could contend, that we might come together to judgment.
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Нѣ́си бо человѣ́къ, ꙗ҆́коже а҆́зъ, є҆мꙋ́же противопрю́сѧ, да прїи́демъ вкꙋ́пѣ на сꙋ́дъ.
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Would that he our mediator were present, and a reprover, and one who should hear the cause between both.
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Ѽ, дабы̀ хода́тай на́мъ бы́лъ, и҆ ѡ҆блича́ѧй и҆ разслꙋ́шаѧй междꙋ̀ ѻ҆бѣ́ма.
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Let him remove his rod from me, and let not his fear terrify me:
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Да ѿи́метъ ѿ менє̀ же́злъ, стра́хъ же є҆гѡ̀ да не смꙋща́етъ менѐ:
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so shall I not be afraid, but I will speak: for I am not thus conscious of guilt.
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и҆ не оу҆бою́сѧ, но возглаго́лю, и҆́бо та́кѡ не вѣ́мъ са́мъ себѐ.