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For the end, a Psalm of David upon Maeleth, of instruction.

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Въ коне́цъ, ѡ҆ маеле́ѳѣ, ра́зꙋма дв҃дꙋ, н҃в҃.

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The fool has said in his heart, There is no God. They have corrupted themselves, and become abominable in iniquities: there is none that does good.

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Речѐ безꙋ́менъ въ се́рдцы свое́мъ: нѣ́сть бг҃ъ. Растлѣ́ша и҆ ѡ҆мерзи́шасѧ въ беззако́нїихъ, нѣ́сть творѧ́й бл҃го́е.

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God looked down from heaven upon the sons of men, to see if there were any that understood, or sought after God.

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Бг҃ъ съ нб҃сѐ прини́че на сы́ны человѣ́чєскїѧ, ви́дѣти, а҆́ще є҆́сть разꙋмѣва́ѧй и҆лѝ взыска́ѧй бг҃а.

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They have all gone out of the way, they are together become unprofitable; there is none that does good, there is not even one.

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Всѝ оу҆клони́шасѧ, вкꙋ́пѣ непотре́бни бы́ша: нѣ́сть творѧ́й бл҃го́е, нѣ́сть до є҆ди́нагѡ.

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Will none of the workers of iniquity know, who devour my people as they would eat bread? they have not called upon God. There were they greatly afraid, where there was no fear:

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Ни лѝ оу҆разꙋмѣ́ютъ всѝ дѣ́лающїи беззако́нїе, снѣда́ющїи лю́ди моѧ̑ въ снѣ́дь хлѣ́ба; гдⷭ҇а не призва́ша.

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for God has scattered the bones of the men-pleasers; they were ashamed, for God despised them.

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Та́мѡ оу҆страши́шасѧ стра́ха, и҆дѣ́же не бѣ̀ стра́хъ: ꙗ҆́кѡ бг҃ъ разсы́па кѡ́сти человѣкоꙋго́дникѡвъ: постыдѣ́шасѧ, ꙗ҆́кѡ бг҃ъ оу҆ничижѝ и҆̀хъ.

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Who will bring the salvation of Israel out of Sion? When the Lord turns the captivity of his people, Jacob shall exult, and Israel shall be glad.

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Кто̀ да́стъ ѿ сїѡ́на сп҃се́нїе і҆и҃лево; внегда̀ возврати́тъ бг҃ъ плѣне́нїе люді́й свои́хъ, возра́дꙋетсѧ і҆а́кѡвъ и҆ возвесели́тсѧ і҆и҃ль.