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For the end, a Song of David among the Psalms.

¹

Въ конeцъ, въ пёснехъ, pал0мъ дв7ду, д7.

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When I called upon him, the God of my righteousness heard me: thou hast made room for me in tribulation; pity me, and hearken to my prayer.

²

ВнегдA призвaти ми2, ўслhша мS бGъ прaвды моеS: въ ск0рби распространи1лъ мS є3си2: ўщeдри мS и3 ўслhши моли1тву мою2.

³

O ye sons of men, how long will ye be slow of heart? wherefore do ye love vanity, and seek falsehood? Pause.

³

Сhнове человёчестіи, док0лэ тzжкосeрдіи; вскyю лю1бите суетY и3 и4щете лжи2;

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But know ye that the Lord has done wondrous things for his holy one: the Lord will hear me when I cry to him.

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И# ўвёдите, ћкw ўдиви2 гDь прпdбнаго своего2. ГDь ўслhшитъ мS, внегдA воззвaти ми2 къ немY.

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Be ye angry, and sin not; feel compunction upon your beds for what ye say in your hearts. Pause.

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Гнёвайтесz, и3 не согрэшaйте, ±же глаг0лете въ сердцaхъ вaшихъ, на л0жахъ вaшихъ ўмили1тесz:

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Offer the sacrifice of righteousness, and trust in the Lord.

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пожри1те жeртву прaвды и3 ўповaйте на гDа.

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Many say, Who will shew us good things? the light of thy countenance, O Lord, has been manifested towards us.

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Мн0зи глаг0лютъ: кто2 kви1тъ нaмъ бlг†z; знaменасz на нaсъ свётъ лицA твоегw2, гDи.

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Thou hast put gladness into my heart: they have been satisfied with the fruit of their corn and wine and oil.

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Дaлъ є3си2 весeліе въ сeрдцы моeмъ: t плодA пшени1цы, вінA и3 є3лeа своегw2 ўмн0жишасz:

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I will both lie down in peace and sleep: for thou, Lord, only hast caused me to dwell securely.

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въ ми1рэ вкyпэ ўснY и3 почjю, ћкw ты2, гDи, є3ди1наго на ўповaніи всели1лъ мS є3си2.