Псалтирь - Молитвы по кафисме 7 - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Lord, my goodness, Jaco, and a humus, many mercy created the Esi with me, no longer kingdoms of video, and that I will give your goodness, My God, God Thank Your Multiple Name, Thank Your Unfortunate Industry for Me, thank you for your long-suffering. And from now on, we stand, and Pomozo me, and the face, Vladyko, from all, I am not at all sin to you before you: you boasts the scaldings of my convenient, you will madly madness, you will be paid by me, Laja Free and unwitting, yazh in the novain and in days, and in the mind, and thoughts, IKO's benefits and a humans God, Clean the deliciousness of the mercy of Treatment, predicted by the Lord, and save us the name for your saint, imagine weighing fate. You boat the light and truth, and the stomach, and you are asked to you, the father and son and the Holy Spirit, now and are constricted and forever and the ages, Amen.