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Psalm 143
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Pал0мъ рм7г
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| A Psalm of David concerning Goliad. Blessed be the Lord my God, who instructs my hands for battle, and my fingers for war. | Блгcвeнъ гDь бGъ м0й, научazй рyцэ мои2 на њполчeніе, пeрсты мо‰ на брaнь. |
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| My mercy, and my refuge; my helper, and my deliverer; my protector, in whom I have trusted; who subdues my people under me. | Млcть моS и3 прибёжище моE, застyпникъ м0й и3 и3збaвитель м0й, защи1титель м0й, и3 на него2 ўповaхъ: повинyzй лю1ди мо‰ под8 мS. |
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| Lord, what is man, that thou art made known to him? or the son of man, that thou takest account of him? | ГDи, что2 є4сть человёкъ, ћкw познaлсz є3си2 є3мY; и3ли2 сhнъ человёчь, ћкw вмэнsеши є3гw2; |
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| Man is like to vanity: his days pass as a shadow. | Человёкъ суетЁ ўпод0бисz: днjе є3гw2 ћкw сёнь прех0дzтъ. |
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| O Lord, bow thy heavens, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke. | ГDи, преклони2 нб7сA, и3 сни1ди: косни1сz горaмъ, и3 воздымsтсz: |
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| Send lightning, and thou shalt scatter them: send forth thine arrows, and thou shalt discomfit them. | блесни2 м0лнію, и3 разженeши |: посли2 стрёлы тво‰, и3 смzтeши |. |
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| Send forth thine hand from on high; rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hand of strange children; | Посли2 рyку твою2 съ высоты2, и3зми1 мz и3 и3збaви мS t в0дъ мн0гихъ, и3з8 руки2 сынHвъ чужди1хъ, |
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| whose mouth has spoken vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of iniquity. | и4хже ўстA глаг0лаша суетY, и3 десни1ца и4хъ десни1ца непрaвды. |
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| O God, I will sing a new song to thee: I will play to thee on a psaltery of ten strings. | Б9е, пёснь н0ву воспою2 тебЁ, во pалти1ри десzтострyннэмъ пою2 тебЁ: |
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| Even to him who gives salvation to kings: who redeems his servant David from the hurtful sword. | даю1щему спcніе царє1мъ, и3збавлsющему дв7да рабA своего2 t мечA лю1та. |
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| Deliver me, and rescue me from the hand of strange children, whose mouth has spoken vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of iniquity; | И#збaви мS и3 и3зми1 мz и3з8 руки2 сынHвъ чужди1хъ, и4хже ўстA глаг0лаша суетY, и3 десни1ца и4хъ десни1ца непрaвды: |
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| whose children are as plants, strengthened in their youth: their daughters are beautiful, sumptuously adorned after the similitude of a temple. | и4хже сhнове и4хъ ћкw новосаждє1ніz водружє1наz въ ю4ности своeй, дщє1ри и4хъ ўд0брєны, преукрaшєны ћкw под0біе хрaма: |
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| Their garners are full, and bursting with one kind of store after another; their sheep are prolific, multiplying in their streets. | храни6лища и4хъ и3сп0лнєна, tрыг†ющаz t сегw2 въ сіE: џвцы и4хъ многоплHдны, мн0жащыzсz во и3сх0дищихъ свои1хъ: вол0ве и4хъ т0лсти: |
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| Their oxen are fat: there is no falling down of a hedge, nor going out, nor cry in their folds. | нёсть падeніz њпл0ту, нижE прох0да, нижE в0плz въ ст0гнахъ и4хъ. |
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| Men bless the people to whom this lot belongs, but blessed is the people whose God is the Lord. | Ўбlжи1ша лю1ди, и5мже сі‰ сyть: бlжeни лю1діе, и5мже гDь бGъ и4хъ. |
