Псалтирь - Молитва по кафизме 10 - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Our God, in mercy, is rich in grace and incomprehensible in the generosity, unicorn to one by nature, and for the sake of the Greek, the form of people, hearing this painful prayer at the hour, as of the poverty and wretched seven from the deeds of good, and my heart is confused inside me. You are the weight of the king, the Lord of Heaven and the Earth, as the whole youth in Izhdich’s gross and in the trace of my lust, walking my flesh, all the laughter of the demon, the whole devil, forced to lie in the time of sweets, overshadowed by his thoughts from infancy, even Before now, never as soon as you create your own holy will, but all of the passions from the forety of passions, laughter and the reproach of the demon byh, think in the mind, like the unbearable nest of the hedgehogs of your transformation, and the fiery fiery manne lying. It’s like that from here in despair is falling, and no longer in the feeling of circulation of the form, is empty and hedgehog from your friendship byh. Kiy Bo -view of the Greek NOT COMPORTANCE? Demolish business is not soda? Someone is a cold and fornication not with the advantage and care of committing? The mind with memory of carnal deseches, as ridiculous ladders, the spirit of the classical desecration, all of my cursed flesh to serve and work with a gree of loves. And who else does not pour me, cursed? Who will not suck me, condemned? Az Bo, Vladyko, your fury of the forecasts, as a single nap on me on my brown, as the only one who is crafty before you, is overgrown and giving all the greens, incomparably gnawing and imperceptibly. But the Multiplyst Holy, Blessed, Human Love, and wait for a person’s hand, and I am linked to myself before your terrible and unbearable judgment, and like it, I appeal from your very miserable legs, I will appeal from my heart: to cleanse, sorry, I have mercy on my weakness, I have mercy on my weakness , leaning over to my bewilderment, my prayer and my tears are not premoli, come, Kamyshchiy, and turn the error, turning with volume and praying for sorry. He didn’t put repentance of the righteous, did not put forgiveness to the non -warming forgiveness, but put the repentance of me, the warmth, in them in the indignation of your soda, the naga and naked before the extensive, the heart of the Lord, confess my greens: I can not give up and see the height Heavenly, from the severity of my greens, Enlighten the eyes of my heart and give me tenderness to repentance, and the crushing of the heart to correction, and with good supervision and true assurance, I will go to the world there, praising and blessing the all -powerful name, father and son and holy spirit, today, today, today And in the VEKI VEKOV, Amen.