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Psalm 94
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| The praise of a Song by David. Come, let us exult in the Lord; let us make a joyful noise to God our Saviour. | Прїиди́те, возра́дꙋемсѧ гдⷭ҇еви, воскли́кнемъ бг҃ꙋ сп҃си́телю на́шемꙋ: |
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| Let us come before his presence with thanksgiving, and make a joyful noise to him with psalms. | предвари́мъ лицѐ є҆гѡ̀ во и҆сповѣ́данїи, и҆ во ѱалмѣ́хъ воскли́кнемъ є҆мꙋ̀: |
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| For the Lord is a great God, and a great king over all gods: for the Lord will not cast off his people. | ꙗ҆́кѡ бг҃ъ ве́лїй гдⷭ҇ь, и҆ цр҃ь ве́лїй по все́й землѝ: |
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| For the ends of the earth are in his hands; and the heights of the mountains are his. | ꙗ҆́кѡ въ рꙋцѣ̀ є҆гѡ̀ всѝ концы̑ землѝ, и҆ высѡты̀ го́ръ тогѡ̀ сꙋ́ть. |
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| For the sea is his, and he made it: and his hands formed the dry land. | Ꙗ҆́кѡ тогѡ̀ є҆́сть мо́ре, и҆ то́й сотворѝ є҆̀, и҆ сꙋ́шꙋ рꙋ́цѣ є҆гѡ̀ созда́стѣ. |
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| Come, let us worship and fall down before him; and weep before the Lord that made us. | Прїиди́те, поклони́мсѧ и҆ припаде́мъ є҆мꙋ̀, и҆ воспла́чемсѧ пред̾ гдⷭ҇емъ сотво́ршимъ на́съ: |
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| For he is our God; and we are the people of his pasture, and the sheep of his hand. | ꙗ҆́кѡ то́й є҆́сть бг҃ъ на́шъ, и҆ мы̀ лю́дїе па́жити є҆гѡ̀ и҆ ѻ҆́вцы рꙋкѝ є҆гѡ̀. Дне́сь а҆́ще гла́съ є҆гѡ̀ оу҆слы́шите, |
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| To-day, if ye will hear his voice, harden not your hearts, as in the provocation, according to the day of irritation in the wilderness: | не ѡ҆жесточи́те серде́цъ ва́шихъ, ꙗ҆́кѡ въ прогнѣ́ванїи, по днѝ и҆скꙋше́нїѧ въ пꙋсты́ни: |
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| where your fathers tempted me, proved me, and saw my works. | въ ѻ҆́ньже [и҆дѣ́же] и҆скꙋси́ша мѧ̀ ѻ҆тцы̀ ва́ши, и҆скꙋси́ша мѧ̀, и҆ ви́дѣша дѣла̀ моѧ̑. |
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| Forty years was I grieved with this generation, and said, They do always err in their heart, and they have not known my ways. | Четы́редесѧть лѣ́тъ негодова́хъ ро́да тогѡ̀, и҆ рѣ́хъ: прⷭ҇нѡ заблꙋжда́ютъ се́рдцемъ, ті́и же не позна́ша пꙋті́й мои́хъ: |
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| So I sware in my wrath, They shall not enter into my rest. | ꙗ҆́кѡ клѧ́хсѧ во гнѣ́вѣ мое́мъ, а҆́ще вни́дꙋтъ въ поко́й мо́й. |
