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Psalm 119
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Ѱало́мъ рѳ҃і
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| A Song of Degrees. In mine affliction I cried to the Lord, and he hearkened to me. | Ко гдⷭ҇ꙋ, внегда̀ скорбѣ́ти мѝ, воззва́хъ, и҆ оу҆слы́ша мѧ̀. |
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| Deliver my soul, O Lord, from unjust lips, and from a deceitful tongue. | Гдⷭ҇и, и҆зба́ви дꙋ́шꙋ мою̀ ѿ оу҆сте́нъ непра́ведныхъ и҆ ѿ ѧ҆зы́ка льсти́ва. |
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| What should be given to thee, and what should be added to thee, for thy crafty tongue? | Что̀ да́стсѧ тебѣ̀, и҆лѝ что̀ приложи́тсѧ тебѣ̀ къ ѧ҆зы́кꙋ льсти́вꙋ; |
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| Sharpened weapons of the mighty, with coals of the desert. | Стрѣ́лы си́льнагѡ и҆з̾ѡщрє́ны, со оу҆́гльми пꙋсты́нными. |
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| Woe is me, that my sojourning is prolonged; I have tabernacled among the tents of Kedar. | Оу҆вы̀ мнѣ̀, ꙗ҆́кѡ прише́лствїе моѐ продолжи́сѧ, всели́хсѧ съ селє́нїи кида́рскими: |
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| My soul has long been a sojourner; | мно́гѡ прише́лствова дꙋша̀ моѧ̀: съ ненави́дѧщими ми́ра бѣ́хъ ми́ренъ: |
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| I was peaceable among them that hated peace; when I spoke to them, they warred against me without a cause. | є҆гда̀ глаго́лахъ и҆̀мъ, борѧ́хꙋ мѧ̀ тꙋ́не. |
