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

Пѣ́снь степе́ней.

²

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

¹

Мно́жицею бра́шася со мно́ю от ю́ности моєя́, да рече́тъ у́бо Ізра́иль:

³

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

²

мно́жицею бра́шася со мно́ю от ю́ности моєя́, и́бо не премого́ша мя́.

⁴

The righteous Lord has cut asunder the necks of sinners.

³

На хребтѣ́ моє́мъ дѣ́лаша грѣ́шницы, продолжи́ша беззако́ніє своє́.

⁵

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

⁴

Госпо́дь пра́веденъ ссѣче́ вы́я грѣ́шниковъ.

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

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Да постыдя́тся и возвратя́тся вспя́ть вси́ ненави́дящіи Сіо́на:

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

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да бу́дутъ я́ко трава́ на здѣ́хъ {на кро́вѣхъ}, я́же пре́жде восторже́нія и́зсше:

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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.

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є́юже не испо́лни руки́ своєя́ жня́й, и нѣ́дра своєго́ рукоя́ти собира́яй: