Псалтирь - Тропари по кафисме 2 - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

On the 2nd kafisma,

Trisvyatny. And by our Father:

The same troparia, voice 2

I am a nonsense of the wrong tree, Lord, I do not wear the tenderness of the fetus and at all, and I am afraid of visiting, and the fire of Onago fights Negasimago. I pray the same: first, turn and save me.

It is like the waves of the sea, on me, I am an east of lawlessness, like the shipyle in the abyss, the only thing I am overworked from the sins of many, but in a quiet refuge, the Lord, repentance and save me.

Glory: Have mercy on me, speech David, and I call you: I have sinned, Savior, my sins with repentance, have mercy on me.

And now: the performance of warm Christians, your son, Most, the Virgin, all villain and fiercely save us a warrior, and the dates for forgiveness to us, about them with a sin, mercy for the sake of generosity, with your prayers, Mati Devo.

Lord, have mercy (40)