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Psalm 15
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Pал0мъ є7i
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A writing of David. Keep me, O Lord; for I have hoped in thee.
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Столпописaніе, дв7ду, е7‹.
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I said to the Lord, Thou art my Lord; for thou hast no need of my goodness.
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Сохрани1 мz, гDи, ћкw на тS ўповaхъ.
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On behalf of the saints that are in his land, he has magnified all his pleasure in them.
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Рёхъ гDеви: гDь м0й є3си2 ты2, ћкw благи1хъ мои1хъ не трeбуеши.
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Their weaknesses have been multiplied; afterward they hasted. I will by no means assemble their bloody meetings, neither will I make mention of their names with my lips.
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С™ы6мъ, и5же сyть на земли2 є3гw2, ўдиви2 гDь вс‰ хотBніz сво‰ въ ни1хъ.
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The Lord is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup: thou art he that restores my inheritance to me.
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Ўмн0жишасz нeмwщи и4хъ, по си1хъ ўскори1ша: не соберY соб0ры и4хъ t кровeй, ни помzнy же и3мeнъ и4хъ ўстнaма мои1ма.
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The lines have fallen to me in the best places, yea, I have a most excellent heritage.
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ГDь чaсть достоsніz моегw2 и3 чaши моеS: ты2 є3си2 ўстроszй достоsніе моE мнЁ.
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I will bless the Lord who has instructed me; my reins too have chastened me even till night.
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Ќжz напад0ша ми2 въ держaвныхъ мои1хъ: и4бо достоsніе моE держaвно є4сть мнЁ.
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I foresaw the Lord always before my face; for he is on my right hand, that I should not be moved.
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Благословлю2 гDа вразуми1вшаго мS: є3щe же и3 до н0щи наказaша мS ўтрHбы мо‰.
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Therefore my heart rejoiced and my tongue exulted; moreover also my flesh shall rest in hope:
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Предзрёхъ гDа предо мн0ю вhну, ћкw њдеснyю менє2 є4сть, да не подви1жусz.
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because thou wilt not leave my soul in hell, neither wilt thou suffer thine Holy One to see corruption.
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Сегw2 рaди возвесели1сz сeрдце моE, и3 возрaдовасz љзhкъ м0й: є3щe же и3 пл0ть моS всели1тсz на ўповaніи.
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Thou hast made known to me the ways of life; thou wilt fill me with joy with thy countenance: at thy right hand there are delights for ever.
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Ћкw не њстaвиши дyшу мою2 во ѓдэ, нижE дaси прпdбному твоемY ви1дэти и3стлёніz.
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