¹

A Song of Degrees. I lifted up mine eyes to the mountains, whence my help shall come.

Пёснь степeней, Rк7.

²

My help shall come from the Lord, who made the heaven and the earth.

¹

Возвед0хъ џчи мои2 въ г0ры, tню1дуже пріи1детъ п0мощь моS.

³

Let not thy foot be moved; and let not thy keeper slumber.

²

П0мощь моS t гDа, сотв0ршагw нeбо и3 зeмлю.

⁴

Behold, he that keeps Israel shall not slumber nor sleep.

³

Не дaждь во смzтeніе ноги2 твоеS, нижE воздрeмлетъ хранsй тS:

⁵

The Lord shall keep thee: the Lord is thy shelter upon thy right hand.

⁴

сE, не воздрeмлетъ, нижE ќснетъ хранsй ї}лz.

⁶

The sun shall not burn thee by day, neither the moon by night.

⁵

ГDь сохрани1тъ тS, гDь покр0въ тв0й на рyку деснyю твою2.

⁷

May the Lord preserve thee from all evil: the Lord shall keep thy soul.

⁶

Во дни2 с0лнце не њжжeтъ тебE, нижE лунA н0щію.

⁸

The Lord shall keep thy coming in, and thy going out, from henceforth and even for ever.

⁷

ГDь сохрани1тъ тS t всsкагw ѕлA, сохрани1тъ дyшу твою2 гDь: