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Папір A4, книжкова орієнтація, поля «Немає», без колонтитулів, масштаб 100%. Сторінки йдуть підряд. Для двостороннього друку виберіть переворот по довгому краю.
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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.
Дв҃дꙋ ѱало́мъ, сынѡ́въ і҆ѡнада́вовыхъ и҆ пе́рвыхъ плѣ́ншихсѧ, не надпи́санъ оу҆ є҆врє́й, о҃.
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In thy righteousness deliver me and rescue me: incline thine ear to me, and save me.
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На тѧ̀, гдⷭ҇и, оу҆пова́хъ, да не постыжꙋ́сѧ въ вѣ́къ.
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Be to me a protecting God, and a strong hold to save me: for thou art my fortress and my refuge.
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Пра́вдою твое́ю и҆зба́ви мѧ̀ и҆ и҆зми́ мѧ: приклонѝ ко мнѣ̀ оу҆́хо твоѐ и҆ сп҃си́ мѧ.
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Deliver me, O my God, from the hand of the sinner, from the hand of the transgressor and unjust man.
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Бꙋ́ди мѝ въ бг҃а защи́тителѧ и҆ въ мѣ́сто крѣ́пко спⷭ҇ти́ мѧ: ꙗ҆́кѡ оу҆твержде́нїе моѐ и҆ прибѣ́жище моѐ є҆сѝ ты̀.
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For thou art my support, O Lord; O Lord, thou art my hope from my youth.
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Бж҃е мо́й, и҆зба́ви мѧ̀ и҆з̾ рꙋкѝ грѣ́шнагѡ, и҆з̾ рꙋкѝ законопрестꙋ́пнагѡ и҆ ѡ҆би́дѧщагѡ:
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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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ꙗ҆́кѡ ты̀ є҆сѝ терпѣ́нїе моѐ, гдⷭ҇и, гдⷭ҇и, оу҆пова́нїе моѐ ѿ ю҆́ности моеѧ̀.
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I am become as it were a wonder to many; but thou art my strong helper.
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Въ тебѣ̀ оу҆тверди́хсѧ ѿ оу҆тро́бы, ѿ чре́ва ма́тере моеѧ̀ ты̀ є҆сѝ мо́й покрови́тель: ѡ҆ тебѣ̀ пѣ́нїе моѐ вы́нꙋ.
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Let my mouth be filled with praise, that I may hymn thy glory, and thy majesty all the day.
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Ꙗ҆́кѡ чꙋ́до бы́хъ мнѡ́гимъ: и҆ ты̀ помо́щникъ мо́й крѣ́покъ.
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Cast me not off at the time of old age; forsake me not when my strength fails.
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Да и҆спо́лнѧтсѧ оу҆ста̀ моѧ̑ хвале́нїѧ, ꙗ҆́кѡ да воспою̀ сла́вꙋ твою̀, ве́сь де́нь великолѣ́пїе твоѐ.
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For mine enemies have spoken against me; and they that lay wait for my soul have taken counsel together,
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Не ѿве́ржи менє̀ во вре́мѧ ста́рости: внегда̀ ѡ҆скꙋдѣва́ти крѣ́пости мое́й, не ѡ҆ста́ви менє̀.
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saying, God has forsaken him: persecute ye and take him; for there is none to deliver him.
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Ꙗ҆́кѡ рѣ́ша вразѝ моѝ мнѣ̀, и҆ стрегꙋ́щїи дꙋ́шꙋ мою̀ совѣща́ша вкꙋ́пѣ,
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O God, go not far from me, O my God, draw nigh to my help.
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глаго́люще: бг҃ъ ѡ҆ста́вилъ є҆́сть є҆го̀, пожени́те и҆ и҆ми́те є҆го̀, ꙗ҆́кѡ нѣ́сть и҆збавлѧ́ѧй.
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Let those that plot against my soul be ashamed and utterly fail: let those that seek my hurt be clothed with shame and dishonour.
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Бж҃е мо́й, не оу҆дали́сѧ ѿ менє̀: бж҃е мо́й, въ по́мощь мою̀ вонмѝ.
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But I will hope continually, and will praise thee more and more.
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Да постыдѧ́тсѧ и҆ и҆зче́знꙋтъ ѡ҆клевета́ющїи дꙋ́шꙋ мою̀, да ѡ҆блекꙋ́тсѧ въ стꙋ́дъ и҆ сра́мъ и҆́щꙋщїи ѕла̑ѧ мнѣ̀.
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My mouth shall declare thy righteousness openly, and thy salvation all the day; for I am not acquainted with the affairs of men.
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А҆́зъ же всегда̀ воз̾ꙋпова́ю на тѧ̀, и҆ приложꙋ̀ на всѧ́кꙋ похвалꙋ̀ твою̀.
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I will go on in the might of the Lord: O Lord, I will make mention of thy righteousness only.
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Оу҆ста̀ моѧ̑ возвѣстѧ́тъ пра́вдꙋ твою̀, ве́сь де́нь спⷭ҇нїе твоѐ, ꙗ҆́кѡ не позна́хъ кни̑жнаѧ.
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O God, thou hast taught me from my youth, and until now will I declare thy wonders;
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Вни́дꙋ въ си́лѣ гдⷭ҇ни: гдⷭ҇и, помѧнꙋ̀ пра́вдꙋ тебє̀ є҆ди́нагѡ.
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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:
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Бж҃е мо́й, и҆̀мже наꙋчи́лъ мѧ̀ є҆сѝ ѿ ю҆́ности моеѧ̀, и҆ донн҃ѣ возвѣщꙋ̀ чꙋдеса̀ твоѧ̑.
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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?
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И҆ да́же до ста́рости и҆ престарѣ́нїѧ, бж҃е мо́й, не ѡ҆ста́ви менє̀, до́ндеже возвѣщꙋ̀ мы́шцꙋ твою̀ ро́дꙋ всемꙋ̀ грѧдꙋ́щемꙋ,
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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.
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си́лꙋ твою̀ и҆ пра́вдꙋ твою̀, бж҃е, да́же до вы́шнихъ, ꙗ҆̀же сотвори́лъ мѝ є҆сѝ вели̑чїѧ: бж҃е, кто̀ подо́бенъ тебѣ̀;
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Thou didst multiply thy righteousness, and didst turn and comfort me, and broughtest me again out of the depths of the earth.
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Є҆ли̑ки ꙗ҆ви́лъ мѝ є҆сѝ скѡ́рби мнѡ́ги и҆ ѕлы̀; и҆ ѡ҆бра́щьсѧ ѡ҆животвори́лъ мѧ̀ є҆сѝ и҆ ѿ бе́зднъ землѝ возве́лъ мѧ̀ є҆сѝ.
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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.
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Оу҆мно́жилъ є҆сѝ на мнѣ̀ вели́чествїе твоѐ, и҆ ѡ҆бра́щьсѧ оу҆тѣ́шилъ мѧ̀ є҆сѝ, и҆ ѿ бе́зднъ землѝ па́ки возве́лъ мѧ̀ є҆сѝ.
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My lips shall rejoice when I sing to thee; and my soul, which thou hast redeemed.
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И҆́бо а҆́зъ и҆сповѣ́мсѧ тебѣ̀ въ лю́дехъ, гдⷭ҇и, въ сосꙋ́дѣхъ ѱало́мскихъ и҆́стинꙋ твою̀, бж҃е: воспою̀ тебѣ̀ въ гꙋ́слехъ, ст҃ы́й і҆и҃левъ.
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Moreover also my tongue shall dwell all the day upon thy righteousness; when they shall be ashamed and confounded that seek my hurt.
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Возра́дꙋетѣсѧ оу҆стнѣ̀ моѝ, є҆гда̀ воспою̀ тебѣ̀, и҆ дꙋша̀ моѧ̀, ю҆́же є҆сѝ и҆зба́вилъ: