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Psalm 30
English (Brenton–Byzantine)
Церковнослов'янською (гром. шрифт)
1
For the end, a Psalm of David, an utterance of extreme fear.
1
Въ коне́цъ, псало́мъ Дави́ду, изступле́нія.
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O Lord, I have hoped in thee; let me never be ashamed: deliver me in thy righteousness and rescue me.
2
На Тя́, Го́споди, упова́хъ, да не постыжу́ся во вѣ́къ: пра́вдою Твоє́ю изба́ви мя́ и изми́ мя.
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Incline thine ear to me; make haste to rescue me: be thou to me for a protecting God, and for a house of refuge to save me.
3
Приклони́ ко мнѣ́ у́хо Твоє́, ускори́ изъя́ти мя́: бу́ди ми́ въ Бо́га защи́тителя и въ до́мъ прибѣ́жища, є́же спасти́ мя.
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For thou art my strength and my refuge; and thou shalt guide me for thy name's sake, and maintain me.
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Я́ко держа́ва моя́ и прибѣ́жище моє́ єси́ Ты́: и и́мене Твоєго́ ра́ди наста́виши мя́ и препита́єши мя́.
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Thou shalt bring me out of the snare which they have hidden for me; for thou, O Lord, art my defender.
For my life is spent with grief, and my years with groanings: my strength has been weakened through poverty, and my bones are troubled.
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Я́ко изчезе́ въ болѣ́зни живо́тъ мо́й, и лѣ́та моя́ въ воздыха́ніихъ: изнемо́же нището́ю крѣ́пость моя́, и ко́сти моя́ смято́шася.
12
I became a reproach among all mine enemies, but exceedingly so to my neighbours, and a fear to mine acquaintance: they that saw me without fled from me.
12
От всѣ́хъ вра́гъ мои́хъ бы́хъ поноше́ніє, и сосѣ́домъ мои́мъ зѣло́, и стра́хъ зна́ємымъ мои́мъ: ви́дящіи мя́ во́нъ бѣжа́ша от мене́.
13
I have been forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am become as a broken vessel.
13
Забве́нъ бы́хъ я́ко ме́ртвъ от се́рдца: бы́хъ я́ко сосу́дъ погубле́нъ.
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For I heard the slander of many that dwelt round about: when they were gathered together against me, they took counsel to take my life.
But I hoped in thee, O Lord: I said, Thou art my God.
15
А́зъ же на Тя́, Го́споди, упова́хъ, рѣ́хъ: Ты́ єси́ Бо́гъ мо́й.
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My lots are in thy hands: deliver me from the hand of mine enemies,
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Въ руку́ Твоє́ю жре́біи мои́: изба́ви мя́ изъ руки́ вра́гъ мои́хъ и от гоня́щихъ мя́.
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and from them that persecute me. Make thy face to shine upon thy servant: save me in thy mercy.
17
Просвѣти́ лице́ Твоє́ на раба́ Твоєго́: спаси́ мя ми́лостію Твоє́ю.
18
O Lord, let me not be ashamed, for I have called upon thee: let the ungodly be ashamed, and brought down to Hades.
18
Го́споди, да не постыжу́ся, я́ко призва́хъ Тя́: да постыдя́тся нечести́віи, и сни́дутъ во а́дъ.
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Let the deceitful lips become dumb, which speak iniquity against the righteous with pride and scorn.
19
Нѣ́мы да бу́дутъ устны́ льсти́выя, глаго́лющыя на пра́веднаго беззако́ніє, горды́нею и уничиже́ніємъ.
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How abundant is the multitude of thy goodness, O Lord, which thou hast laid up for them that fear thee! thou hast wrought it out for them that hope on thee, in the presence of the sons of men.
Thou wilt hide them in the secret of thy presence from the vexation of man: thou wilt screen them in a tabernacle from the contradiction of tongues.
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скры́єши и́хъ въ та́йнѣ лица́ Твоєго́ от мяте́жа человѣ́ческа, покры́єши и́хъ въ кро́вѣ от прерѣка́нія язы́къ.
22
Blessed be the Lord: for he has magnified his mercy in a fortified city.
22
Благослове́нъ Госпо́дь, я́ко удиви́ ми́лость Свою́ во гра́дѣ огражде́нія.
23
But I said in my extreme fear, I am cast out from the sight of thine eyes: therefore thou didst hearken, O Lord, to the voice of my supplication when I cried to thee.
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А́зъ же рѣ́хъ во изступле́ніи моє́мъ: отве́рженъ є́смь от лица́ о́чію Твоє́ю: сего́ ра́ди услы́шалъ єси́ гла́съ моли́твы моєя́, внегда́ воззва́хъ къ Тебѣ́.
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Love the Lord, all ye his saints: for the Lord seeks for truth, and renders a reward to them that deal very proudly.