¹

For the end, a Psalm of David. In the Lord I have put my trust: how will ye say to my soul, Flee to the mountains as a sparrow?

Въ конeцъ, pал0мъ дв7ду, ‹.

²

For behold the sinners have bent their bow, they have prepared their arrows for the quiver, to shoot privily at the upright in heart.

¹

На гDа ўповaхъ, кaкw речeте души2 моeй: превитaй по горaмъ, ћкw пти1ца;

³

For they have pulled down what thou didst frame, but what has the righteous done?

²

Ћкw сE, грBшницы налzк0ша лyкъ, ўгот0ваша стрёлы въ тyлэ, сострэлsти во мрaцэ пр†выz сeрдцемъ.

⁴

The Lord is in his holy temple, as for the Lord, his throne is in heaven: his eyes look upon the poor, his eyelids try the sons of men.

³

ЗанE ±же ты2 соверши1лъ є3си2, nни2 разруши1ша: првdникъ же что2 сотвори2;

⁵

The Lord tries the righteous and the ungodly: and he that loves unrighteousness hates his own soul.

⁴

ГDь во хрaмэ с™ёмъ своeмъ. ГDь, на нб7си2 пrт0лъ є3гw2: џчи є3гw2 на ни1щаго призирaетэ, вBжди є3гw2 и3спытaетэ сhны человёчєскіz.

⁶

He shall rain upon sinners snares, fire, and brimstone, and a stormy blast shall be the portion of their cup.

⁵

ГDь и3спытaетъ првdнаго и3 нечести1ваго: любsй же непрaвду ненави1дитъ свою2 дyшу.

⁷

For the Lord is righteous, and loves righteousness; his face beholds uprightness.

⁶

Њдожди1тъ на грёшники сBти: џгнь и3 жyпелъ, и3 дyхъ бyренъ чaсть чaши и4хъ.