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A song of a Psalm for the sons of Core for the end, upon Maeleth for responsive strains, of instruction for Æman the Israelite.

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Пёснь pалмA сынHмъ корewвымъ, въ конeцъ, њ маелefэ є4же tвэщaти, рaзума є3мaну ї}лтzнину, п7з7.

²

O Lord God of my salvation, I have cried by day and in the night before thee.

²

ГDи б9е спcніz моегw2, во дни2 воззвaхъ и3 въ нощи2 пред8 тоб0ю:

³

Let my prayer come in before thee; incline thine ear to my supplication, O Lord.

³

да вни1детъ пред8 тS моли1тва моS, приклони2 ќхо твоE къ молeнію моемY.

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For my soul is filled with troubles, and my life has drawn nigh to Hades.

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Ћкw и3сп0лнисz ѕHлъ душA моS, и3 жив0тъ м0й ѓду прибли1жисz.

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I have been reckoned with them that go down to the pit; I became as a man without help;

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Привмэнeнъ бhхъ съ низходsщими въ р0въ: бhхъ ћкw человёкъ без8 п0мощи,

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free among the dead, as the slain ones cast out, who sleep in the tomb; whom thou rememberest no more; and they are rejected from thy hand.

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въ мeртвыхъ своб0дь: ћкw ћзвенніи спsщіи во гр0бэ, и4хже не помzнyлъ є3си2 ктомY, и3 тjи t руки2 твоеS tриновeни бhша.

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They laid me in the lowest pit, in dark places, and in the shadow of death.

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Положи1ша мS въ р0вэ преисп0днэмъ, въ тeмныхъ и3 сёни смeртнэй.

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Thy wrath has pressed heavily upon me, and thou hast brought upon me all thy billows. Pause.

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На мнЁ ўтверди1сz ћрость твоS, и3 вс‰ вHлны тво‰ навeлъ є3си2 на мS.

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Thou hast removed my acquaintance far from me; they have made me an abomination to themselves; I have been delivered up, and have not gone forth.

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Ўдaлилъ є3си2 знaемыхъ мои1хъ t менє2: положи1ша мS мeрзость себЁ: прeданъ бhхъ и3 не и3схождaхъ.

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Mine eyes are dimmed from poverty; but I cried to thee, O Lord, all the day; I spread forth my hands to thee.

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Џчи мои2 и3знемог0стэ t нищеты2: воззвaхъ къ тебЁ, гDи, вeсь дeнь, воздёхъ къ тебЁ рyцэ мои2.

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Wilt thou work wonders for the dead? or shall physicians raise them up, that they shall praise thee?

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Е#дA мeртвыми твори1ши чудесA; и3ли2 врaчеве воскресsтъ, и3 и3сповёдzтсz тебЁ;

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Shall any one declare thy mercy in the tomb? and thy truth in destruction?

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Е#дA повёсть кто2 во гр0бэ млcть твою2, и3 и4стину твою2 въ поги1бели;

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Shall thy wonders be known in darkness? and thy righteousness in a forgotten land?

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Е#дA позн†на бyдутъ во тмЁ чудесA тво‰, и3 прaвда твоS въ земли2 забвeннэй;

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But I cried to thee, O Lord; and in the morning shall my prayer prevent thee.

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И# ѓзъ къ тебЁ, гDи, воззвaхъ, и3 ќтрw моли1тва моS предвари1тъ тS.

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Wherefore, O Lord, dost thou reject my prayer, and turn thy face away from me?

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Вскyю, гDи, tрёеши дyшу мою2; tвращaеши лицE твоE t менє2;

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I am poor and in troubles from my youth; and having been exalted, I was brought low and into despair.

¹⁶

Ни1щъ є4смь ѓзъ, и3 въ трудёхъ t ю4ности моеS: вознeсжесz смири1хсz и3 и3знемог0хъ.

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Thy wrath has passed over me; and thy terrors have greatly disquieted me.

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На мнЁ преид0ша гнёви твои2, ўстрашє1ніz тво‰ возмути1ша мS:

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They compassed me like water; all the day they beset me together.

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њбыд0ша мS ћкw водA вeсь дeнь, њдержaша мS вкyпэ.

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Thou hast put far from me every friend, and mine acquaintances because of my wretchedness.

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Ўдaлилъ є3си2 t менє2 дрyга и3 и4скреннzго, и3 знaемыхъ мои1хъ t страстeй.