¹

A Song of Degrees. Many a time have they warred against me from my youth, let Israel now say:

Пњснь степе'нная, рк~и”

²

Many a time have they warred against me from my youth: and yet they prevailed not against me.

¹

Мно'жицею бра'шася со мно'ю эT ю'ности моеа`, да рече'тъ нн~њ і^ил~ь,

³

The sinners wrought upon my back: they prolonged their iniquity.

²

мно'жицею бра'шася со мною эT ю'носᲄи моеа, и^бо не премого'шя м^я”

⁴

The righteous Lord has cut asunder the necks of sinners.

³

На хрњбтњ` моемъ дњ'лаша грњшници, продлъжи'шя безаконїа своя”

⁵

Let all that hate Sion be put to shame and turned back.

⁴

г~ь пра'веденъ съсњчеT вы'я грњшникоM”

⁶

Let them be as the grass of the house-tops, which withers before it is plucked up.

⁵

да постыдятся и^ въꙁвратятся въспять вс^и ненави'дящеи` сїѓ'на”

⁷

Wherewith the reaper fills not his hand, nor he that makes up the sheaves, his bosom.

⁶

да бђ'дђтъ ја%ко трава` на зда'них#, ја%же прежDе въсртъже'нїа и'сше”

⁸

Neither do they that go by say, The blessing of the Lord be upon you: we have blessed you in the name of the Lord.

⁷

ЈА/же не и^спо'лни рђкы` своеа` жняи`, и^ ло'на свое^го рђкоя'ти събира'аи`”