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Psalm 11
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Ѱало́мъ а҃і
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| For the end, a Psalm of David, upon the eighth. | Въ коне́цъ, ѡ҆ ѻ҆смѣ́й, ѱало́мъ дв҃дꙋ, а҃і. |
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| Save me, O Lord; for the godly man has failed; for truth is diminished from among the children of men. | Сп҃си́ мѧ, гдⷭ҇и, ꙗ҆́кѡ ѡ҆скꙋдѣ̀ прпⷣбный: ꙗ҆́кѡ оу҆ма́лишасѧ и҆́стины ѿ сынѡ́въ человѣ́ческихъ. |
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| Every one has spoken vanity to his neighbour: their lips are deceitful, they have spoken with a double heart. | Сꙋ́єтнаѧ глаго́ла кі́йждо ко и҆́скреннемꙋ своемꙋ̀: оу҆стнѣ̀ льсти̑выѧ въ се́рдцы, и҆ въ се́рдцы глаго́лаша ѕла̑ѧ. |
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| Let the Lord destroy all the deceitful lips, and the tongue that speaks great words: | Потреби́тъ гдⷭ҇ь всѧ̑ оу҆стны̀ льсти̑выѧ, ѧ҆зы́къ велерѣ́чивый, |
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| who have said, We will magnify our tongue; our lips are our own: who is Lord of us? | ре́кшыѧ: ѧ҆зы́къ на́шъ возвели́чимъ, оу҆стны̀ на̑ша при на́съ сꙋ́ть: кто̀ на́мъ гдⷭ҇ь є҆́сть; |
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| Because of the misery of the poor, and because of the sighing of the needy, now will I arise, saith the Lord, I will set them in safety; I will speak to them thereof openly. | Стра́сти ра́ди ни́щихъ и҆ воздыха́нїѧ оу҆бо́гихъ нн҃ѣ воскрⷭ҇нꙋ̀, гл҃етъ гдⷭ҇ь: положꙋ́сѧ во спⷭ҇нїе, не ѡ҆биню́сѧ ѡ҆ не́мъ. |
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| The oracles of the Lord are pure oracles; as silver tried in the fire, proved in a furnace of earth, purified seven times. | Словеса̀ гдⷭ҇нѧ словеса̀ чи̑ста, сребро̀ разжже́но, и҆скꙋше́но землѝ, ѡ҆чище́но седмери́цею. |
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| Thou, O Lord, shalt keep us, and shalt preserve us, from this generation, and for ever. | Ты̀, гдⷭ҇и, сохрани́ши ны̀ и҆ соблюде́ши ны̀ ѿ ро́да сегѡ̀ и҆ во вѣ́къ. |
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| The ungodly walk around: according to thy greatness thou hast greatly exalted the sons of men. | Ѡ҆́крестъ нечести́вїи хо́дѧтъ: по высотѣ̀ твое́й оу҆мно́жилъ є҆сѝ сы́ны человѣ́чєскїѧ. |
