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For the end, a Song of David, to Idithun.

¹

в коне'цъ, ѓ^и^диџђ'мњ пњснь двDва, л~и”

²

I said, I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue: I set a guard on my mouth, while the sinner stood in my presence.

²

Рњхъ, съхраню` пђти` моя`, е^же не съгрњшати ја%ꙁы'ком# мои^мъ” положихъ ё^стоM мои^мᲆ храни'ло, внегда въстаᲄи грᲇшномђ предо мною”

³

I was dumb, and humbled myself, and kept silence from good words; and my grief was renewed.

³

ѓ^немњхъ, и^ смири'хся, и^ ё^молчаX эT бл~гъ, и^ болњꙁнь моа` ѓ^бновися”

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My heart grew hot within me, and a fire would kindle in my meditation: I spoke with my tongue,

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съгрња'ся срDце мое въ мнњ, и^ в поё^ченїи мое'мъ разгори'тся ѓ^гнь” гл~ахᲆ ја^зы'комᲆ моиM,

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O Lord, make me to know mine end, and the number of my days, what it is; that I may know what I lack.

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скажи м^и г~и кончи'нђ мою, и^ число` дн~їи мои^хᲆ кое е^сть, да разђмњю, что` лишаюся а^ꙁъ”

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Behold, thou hast made my days old; and my existence is as nothing before thee: nay, every man living is altogether vanity. Pause.

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се пя'дїю и^ꙁмњрены положи'лъ е^си дн~и моя, и^ съставъ мой ја^ко ни вᲆчтоже преD тобою” ѓ^ба'че всяческаа сђе'та, всякъ чл~къ живыи” и%де

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Surely man walks in a shadow; nay, he is disquieted in vain: he lays up treasures, and knows not for whom he shall gather them.

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ё^бо ѓ%браꙁоM ходитъ чл~къ, ѓ^ба'че въсђе' мяте'т#ся” съкрывае^тᲆ, и^ не вњсть комђ събираетъ я&”

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And now what is my expectation? is it not the Lord? and my ground of hope is with thee. Pause.

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и^ нн~њ кт^о терпњнїе мое, не г~ь л^и; и^ състаv мой эT тебе е^сть”

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Deliver me from all my transgressions: thou hast made me a reproach to the foolish.

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эT всњхъ беꙁако'нїи моиX и^ꙁба'ви мя, поношенїе беꙁђ'мномђ далъ мя е^си”

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I was dumb, and opened not my mouth; for thou art he that made me.

¹⁰

ѓ^немњхъ, и^ не эTверзо'хъ ё%стъ свои^хъ, ја^ко ты съᲄвори.

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Remove thy scourges from me: I have fainted by reason of the strength of thine hand.

¹¹

эTста'ви эT мене ра'ны твоя” эT крњпости бо рђки тоеа` а^ꙁъ и^ꙁчеꙁоX.

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Thou chastenest man with rebukes for iniquity, and thou makest his life to consume away like a spider's web: nay, every man is disquieted in vain. Pause.

¹²

въ ѓ^бличенїи ѓ^ безако'нїи покаꙁалъ е^си чл~ка. и^ и^стая^лъ е^си ја%ко паё^чи'нђ дш~ђ е^го, ѓ^ба'че всђе всякъ чл~къ”

¹³

O Lord, hearken to my prayer and my supplication: attend to my tears: be not silent, for I am a sojourner in the land, and a stranger, as all my fathers were.

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ё^слы'ши мл~твђ мою г~и, и^ моле'нїе мое. внђши` слезъ моиX, не премолчи, ја%ко пресе'лниk а^зъ эT тебе, и^ пришлеw, ја%коже вси эTц~и мои`”

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Spare me, that I may be refreshed, before I depart, and be no more.

¹⁴

ѓ^слаби ми, да почїю прежде даже не эTи^дђ и^ кᲄомђ` не бђ'дђ”