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A Psalm of David. Bless the Lord, O my soul; and all that is within me, bless his holy name.
Ѱало́мъ дв҃дꙋ, р҃в҃.
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Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all his praises:
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Благословѝ, дꙋшѐ моѧ̀, гдⷭ҇а, и҆ всѧ̑ внꙋ́трєннѧѧ моѧ̑, и҆́мѧ ст҃о́е є҆гѡ̀:
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who forgives all thy transgressions, who heals all thy diseases;
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благословѝ, дꙋшѐ моѧ̀, гдⷭ҇а, и҆ не забыва́й всѣ́хъ воздаѧ́нїй є҆гѡ̀:
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who redeems thy life from corruption; who crowns thee with mercy and compassion;
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ѡ҆чища́ющаго всѧ̑ беззакѡ́нїѧ твоѧ̑, и҆зцѣлѧ́ющаго всѧ̑ недꙋ́ги твоѧ̑,
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who satisfies thy desire with good things: so that thy youth shall be renewed like that of the eagle.
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и҆збавлѧ́ющаго ѿ и҆стлѣ́нїѧ живо́тъ тво́й, вѣнча́ющаго тѧ̀ млⷭ҇тїю и҆ щедро́тами,
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The Lord executes mercy and judgment for all that are injured.
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и҆сполнѧ́ющаго во бл҃ги́хъ жела́нїе твоѐ: ѡ҆бнови́тсѧ ꙗ҆́кѡ ѻ҆́рлѧ ю҆́ность твоѧ̀.
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He made known his ways to Moses, his will to the children of Israel.
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Творѧ́й млⷭ҇тыни гдⷭ҇ь и҆ сꙋдбꙋ̀ всѣ̑мъ ѡ҆би̑димымъ.
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The Lord is compassionate and pitiful, long-suffering, and full of mercy.
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Сказа̀ пꙋти̑ своѧ̑ мѡѷсе́ови, сыновѡ́мъ і҆и҃лєвымъ хотѣ̑нїѧ своѧ̑.
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He will not be always angry; neither will he be wrathful for ever.
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Ще́дръ и҆ млⷭ҇тивъ гдⷭ҇ь, долготерпѣли́въ и҆ многомлⷭ҇тивъ.
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He has not dealt with us according to our sins, nor recompensed us according to our iniquities.
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Не до конца̀ прогнѣ́ваетсѧ, нижѐ во вѣ́къ враждꙋ́етъ:
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For as the heaven is high above the earth, the Lord has so increased his mercy toward them that fear him.
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не по беззако́нїємъ на́шымъ сотвори́лъ є҆́сть на́мъ, нижѐ по грѣхѡ́мъ на́шымъ возда́лъ є҆́сть на́мъ.
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As far as the east is from the west, so far has he removed our transgressions from us.
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Ꙗ҆́кѡ по высотѣ̀ небе́снѣй ѿ землѝ, оу҆тверди́лъ є҆́сть гдⷭ҇ь млⷭ҇ть свою̀ на боѧ́щихсѧ є҆гѡ̀:
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As a father pities his children, the Lord pities them that fear him.
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є҆ли́кѡ ѿстоѧ́тъ восто́цы ѿ за̑падъ, оу҆да́лилъ є҆́сть ѿ на́съ беззакѡ́нїѧ на̑ша.
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For he knows our frame: remember that we are dust.
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Ꙗ҆́коже ще́дритъ ѻ҆те́цъ сы́ны, оу҆ще́дри гдⷭ҇ь боѧ́щихсѧ є҆гѡ̀.
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As for man, his days are as grass; as a flower of the field, so shall he flourish.
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Ꙗ҆́кѡ то́й позна̀ созда́нїе на́ше, помѧнꙋ̀, ꙗ҆́кѡ пе́рсть є҆смы̀.
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For the wind passes over it, and it shall not be; and it shall know its place no more.
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Человѣ́къ, ꙗ҆́кѡ трава̀ дні́е є҆гѡ̀, ꙗ҆́кѡ цвѣ́тъ се́лный, та́кѡ ѡ҆цвѣте́тъ:
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But the mercy of the Lord is from generation to generation upon them that fear him, and his righteousness to children's children;
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ꙗ҆́кѡ дꙋ́хъ про́йде въ не́мъ, и҆ не бꙋ́детъ, и҆ не позна́етъ ктомꙋ̀ мѣ́ста своегѡ̀.
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to them that keep his covenant, and remember his commandments to do them.
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Млⷭ҇ть же гдⷭ҇нѧ ѿ вѣ́ка и҆ до вѣ́ка на боѧ́щихсѧ є҆гѡ̀,
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The Lord has prepared his throne in the heaven; and his kingdom rules over all.
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и҆ пра́вда є҆гѡ̀ на сынѣ́хъ сынѡ́въ, хранѧ́щихъ завѣ́тъ є҆гѡ̀ и҆ по́мнѧщихъ за́пѡвѣди є҆гѡ̀ твори́ти ѧ҆̀.
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Bless the Lord, all ye his angels, mighty in strength, who perform his bidding, ready to hearken to the voice of his words.
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Гдⷭ҇ь на нб҃сѝ оу҆гото́ва прⷭ҇то́лъ сво́й, и҆ црⷭ҇тво є҆гѡ̀ всѣ́ми ѡ҆блада́етъ.
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Bless the Lord, all ye his hosts; ye ministers of his that do his will.
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Благослови́те гдⷭ҇а, всѝ а҆́гг҃ли є҆гѡ̀, си́льнїи крѣ́постїю, творѧ́щїи сло́во є҆гѡ̀, оу҆слы́шати гла́съ слове́съ є҆гѡ̀.
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Bless the Lord, all his works, in every place of his dominion: bless the Lord, O my soul.
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Благослови́те гдⷭ҇а, всѧ̑ си̑лы є҆гѡ̀, слꙋги̑ є҆гѡ̀, творѧ́щїи во́лю є҆гѡ̀.