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Папір A4, книжкова орієнтація, поля «Немає», без колонтитулів, масштаб 100%. Сторінки йдуть підряд. Для двостороннього друку виберіть переворот по довгому краю.
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For the end, a Psalm and Song at the dedication of the house of David.
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Εἰς τὸ τέλος· ψαλμὸς ᾠδῆς τοῦ ἐγκαινισμοῦ τοῦ οἴκου· Δαυΐδ.
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I will exalt thee, O Lord; for thou hast lifted me up, and not caused mine enemies to rejoice over me.
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ΥΨΩΣΩ σε, Κύριε, ὅτι ὑπέλαβές με καὶ οὐκ εὔφρανας τοὺς ἐχθρούς μου ἐπ᾿ ἐμέ.
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O Lord my God, I cried to thee, and thou didst heal me.
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Κύριε ὁ Θεός μου, ἐκέκραξα πρὸς σέ, καὶ ἰάσω με·
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O Lord, thou hast brought up my soul from Hades, thou hast delivered me from among them that go down to the pit.
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Κύριε, ἀνήγαγες ἐξ ᾅδου τὴν ψυχήν μου, ἔσωσάς με ἀπὸ τῶν καταβαινόντων εἰς λάκκον.
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Sing to the Lord, ye his saints, and give thanks for the remembrance of his holiness.
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ψάλατε τῷ Κυρίῳ, οἱ ὅσιοι αὐτοῦ, καὶ ἐξομολογεῖσθε τῇ μνήμῃ τῆς ἁγιωσύνης αὐτοῦ·
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For anger is in his wrath, but life in his favour: weeping shall tarry for the evening, but joy shall be in the morning.
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ὅτι ὀργὴ ἐν τῷ θυμῷ αὐτοῦ, καὶ ζωὴ ἐν τῷ θελήματι αὐτοῦ· τὸ ἑσπέρας αὐλισθήσεται κλαυθμὸς καὶ εἰς τὸ πρωΐ ἀγαλλίασις.
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And I said in my prosperity, I shall never be moved.
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ἐγὼ δὲ εἶπα ἐν τῇ εὐθηνίᾳ μου· οὐ μὴ σαλευθῶ εἰς τὸν αἰῶνα.
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O Lord, in thy good pleasure thou didst add strength to my beauty: but thou didst turn away thy face, and I was troubled.
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Κύριε, ἐν τῷ θελήματί σου παρέσχου τῷ κάλλει μου δύναμιν· ἀπέστρεψας δὲ τὸ πρόσωπόν σου καὶ ἐγενήθην τεταραγμένος.
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To thee, O Lord, will I cry; and to my God will I make supplication.
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πρὸς σέ, Κύριε, κεκράξομαι, καὶ πρὸς τὸν Θεόν μου δεηθήσομαι.
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What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to destruction? Shall the dust give praise to thee? or shall it declare thy truth?
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τίς ὠφέλεια ἐν τῷ αἵματί μου ἐν τῷ καταβαίνειν με εἰς διαφθοράν; μὴ ἐξομολογήσεταί σοι χοῦς ἢ ἀναγγελεῖ τὴν ἀλήθειάν σου;
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The Lord heard, and had compassion upon me; the Lord is become my helper.
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ἤκουσε Κύριος, καὶ ἠλέησέ με, Κύριος ἐγενήθη βοηθός μου.
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Thou hast turned my mourning into joy for me: thou hast rent off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;
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ἔστρεψας τὸν κοπετόν μου εἰς χαρὰν ἐμοί, διέῤῥηξας τὸν σάκκον μου καὶ περιέζωσάς με εὐφροσύνην,
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that my glory may sing praise to thee, and I may not be pierced with sorrow. O Lord my God, I will give thanks to thee for ever.
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ὅπως ἂν ψάλῃ σοι ἡ δόξα μου καὶ οὐ μὴ κατανυγῶ. Κύριε ὁ Θεός μου, εἰς τὸν αἰῶνα ἐξομολογήσομαί σοι.