Псалтырь - Псалом 50 - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Miscellaneous, God, in the greatness of your grace, and in many generaristics of your cleanse of my defenseless. Napauchi ohm from my silence of myself and from my sin of cleaning me; Yako soldier my Az I know, and my sin is for me to be taken out. You're from the sorry and deserted before you coordinates; Yako and justified your word and wonder, fraud is fraud. Behold, in lawlessness, ESM will be conceived, and Mother Mother is mine. Che Bo, the truth loved Ecy, the unknown and secret wisdom of your thieves. Okropychi Issop, and clean; Omrochemisms, and the smell of snow would be removed. Hearing my dasy joy and cheerful; The bones will rejoice. Take your face from my sin and my whole cleaner. The heart is purely creating in me, God, and the spirit of the rights of refreshing in my womb. Do not reject Mene from your face and your Dha's Holy Hanithi from Mene. The joy of joy saved by your and in good terms approve of me. We will teach the scales of yours, and the wicked people will turn to you. Relie me from blood, God, God saved my; My truth is rejoicing about your truth. Lord, the mouth of my openings, and my mouth will praise your praise. I would like an Ecy victim, I would have gave birth to All-life do not favor. The sacrifice of God is crushed; The heart is crushing and humbly God will not humiliate. Declauses, Lord, False Your Syon, and let the walls of the Jerusalemski will be created; Then favor the victim of the truth, perceived and all-around; Then it will be laid on the Тtar your tricks.