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By David, a Psalm sung by the sons of Jonadab, and the first that were taken captive. O Lord, I have hoped in thee: let me never be put to shame.

Дв7ду pал0мъ, сынHвъ їwнадaвовыхъ и3 пeрвыхъ плёншихсz, не надпи1санъ ў є3врє1й, о7.

²

In thy righteousness deliver me and rescue me: incline thine ear to me, and save me.

¹

На тS, гDи, ўповaхъ, да не постыжyсz въ вёкъ.

³

Be to me a protecting God, and a strong hold to save me: for thou art my fortress and my refuge.

²

Прaвдою твоeю и3збaви мS и3 и3зми1 мz: приклони2 ко мнЁ ќхо твоE и3 сп7си1 мz.

⁴

Deliver me, O my God, from the hand of the sinner, from the hand of the transgressor and unjust man.

³

Бyди ми2 въ бGа защи1тителz и3 въ мёсто крёпко спcти1 мz: ћкw ўтверждeніе моE и3 прибёжище моE є3си2 ты2.

⁵

For thou art my support, O Lord; O Lord, thou art my hope from my youth.

⁴

Б9е м0й, и3збaви мS и3з8 руки2 грёшнагw, и3з8 руки2 законопрестyпнагw и3 њби1дzщагw:

⁶

On thee have I been stayed from the womb: from the belly of my mother thou art my protector: of thee is my praise continually.

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ћкw ты2 є3си2 терпёніе моE, гDи, гDи, ўповaніе моE t ю4ности моеS.

⁷

I am become as it were a wonder to many; but thou art my strong helper.

⁶

Въ тебЁ ўтверди1хсz t ўтр0бы, t чрeва мaтере моеS ты2 є3си2 м0й покрови1тель: њ тебЁ пёніе моE вhну.

⁸

Let my mouth be filled with praise, that I may hymn thy glory, and thy majesty all the day.

⁷

Ћкw чyдо бhхъ мнHгимъ: и3 ты2 пом0щникъ м0й крёпокъ.

⁹

Cast me not off at the time of old age; forsake me not when my strength fails.

⁸

Да и3сп0лнzтсz ўстA мо‰ хвалeніz, ћкw да воспою2 слaву твою2, вeсь дeнь великолёпіе твоE.

¹⁰

For mine enemies have spoken against me; and they that lay wait for my soul have taken counsel together,

⁹

Не tвeржи менє2 во врeмz стaрости: внегдA њскудэвaти крёпости моeй, не њстaви менє2.

¹¹

saying, God has forsaken him: persecute ye and take him; for there is none to deliver him.

¹⁰

Ћкw рёша врази2 мои2 мнЁ, и3 стрегyщіи дyшу мою2 совэщaша вкyпэ,

¹²

O God, go not far from me, O my God, draw nigh to my help.

¹¹

глаг0люще: бGъ њстaвилъ є4сть є3го2, пожени1те и3 и3ми1те є3го2, ћкw нёсть и3збавлszй.

¹³

Let those that plot against my soul be ashamed and utterly fail: let those that seek my hurt be clothed with shame and dishonour.

¹²

Б9е м0й, не ўдали1сz t менє2: б9е м0й, въ п0мощь мою2 вонми2.

¹⁴

But I will hope continually, and will praise thee more and more.

¹³

Да постыдsтсz и3 и3зчeзнутъ њклеветaющіи дyшу мою2, да њблекyтсz въ стyдъ и3 срaмъ и4щущіи ѕл†z мнЁ.

¹⁵

My mouth shall declare thy righteousness openly, and thy salvation all the day; for I am not acquainted with the affairs of men.

¹⁴

Ѓзъ же всегдA воз8уповaю на тS, и3 приложY на всsку похвалY твою2.

¹⁶

I will go on in the might of the Lord: O Lord, I will make mention of thy righteousness only.

¹⁵

ЎстA мо‰ возвэстsтъ прaвду твою2, вeсь дeнь спcніе твоE, ћкw не познaхъ кни6жнаz.

¹⁷

O God, thou hast taught me from my youth, and until now will I declare thy wonders;

¹⁶

Вни1ду въ си1лэ гDни: гDи, помzнY прaвду тебє2 є3ди1нагw.

¹⁸

even until I am old and advanced in years. O God, forsake me not; until I shall have declared thine arm to all the generation that is to come:

¹⁷

Б9е м0й, и5мже научи1лъ мS є3си2 t ю4ности моеS, и3 донн7э возвэщY чудесA тво‰.

¹⁹

even thy power and thy righteousness, O God, up to the highest heavens, even the mighty works which thou hast done: O God, who is like to thee?

¹⁸

И# дaже до стaрости и3 престарёніz, б9е м0й, не њстaви менє2, д0ндеже возвэщY мhшцу твою2 р0ду всемY грzдyщему,

²⁰

What afflictions many and sore hast thou shewed me! yet thou didst turn and quicken me, and broughtest me again from the depths of the earth.

¹⁹

си1лу твою2 и3 прaвду твою2, б9е, дaже до вhшнихъ, ±же сотвори1лъ ми2 є3си2 вели6чіz: б9е, кто2 под0бенъ тебЁ;

²¹

Thou didst multiply thy righteousness, and didst turn and comfort me, and broughtest me again out of the depths of the earth.

²⁰

Е#ли6ки kви1лъ ми2 є3си2 скHрби мнHги и3 ѕлы2; и3 њбрaщьсz њживотвори1лъ мS є3си2 и3 t бeзднъ земли2 возвeлъ мS є3си2.

²²

I will also therefore give thanks to thee, O God, because of thy truth, on an instrument of psalmody: I will sing psalms to thee on the harp, O Holy One of Israel.

²¹

Ўмн0жилъ є3си2 на мнЁ вели1чествіе твоE, и3 њбрaщьсz ўтёшилъ мS є3си2, и3 t бeзднъ земли2 пaки возвeлъ мS є3си2.

²³

My lips shall rejoice when I sing to thee; and my soul, which thou hast redeemed.

²²

И$бо ѓзъ и3сповёмсz тебЁ въ лю1дехъ, гDи, въ сосyдэхъ pал0мскихъ и4стину твою2, б9е: воспою2 тебЁ въ гyслехъ, с™hй ї}левъ.

²⁴

Moreover also my tongue shall dwell all the day upon thy righteousness; when they shall be ashamed and confounded that seek my hurt.

²³

Возрaдуетэсz ўстнЁ мои2, є3гдA воспою2 тебЁ, и3 душA моS, ю4же є3си2 и3збaвилъ: