Священник Даниил Сысоев - Толк. на Псалом 37-ч. 2-1 - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Kafisma 6. Davorny, in the memory of Saturday, 37.Good! Yes, I don't have a yarriasis of me, below your anger, you are pushing me: Yako arrows your Unzoshos in me and approved your hand to me. Straighten your healing in your flesh from your wrath of your wrath, brought in the world in my costhas from my face sin: Yako lawlessness is my forehead foregoing, I will have a hard burden on me. The disturbance of my wound from my face is madness. Wounds and slam to the end; All day, Netuya, Channels, Yako Ladvia My filled with crops, and bear healing in my flesh. Embank himself, and reconciled to the potion: rods from the recycle of my heart. Lord! Before you, all the desire is mine, and the rehabilitation is not hung from you; My heart is afraid, I will leave my power my strength, and the light is wiped, and that bear with me. Druys my and sincere my right to me approach and the stas; And my neighbor is the remote one, and the need looking for my soul; And seeking evil me - verbahi siety, and flattering all day. Az, I will be deaf, do not hear, and I can not curse your mouths; And eagerly people do not hear and not imagine in the right of his chips. Yako on the way, Lord, Verova; You hear, Lord, my God. Yako Rech: Yes, my arms will be delighted, and my feet are perhaps making my feet, on M. Velerechensk; Yako Az on the wound is ready, and my predest disease is willing me. Yako lawlessness my Az will be announced, and apt about Gres. The progress of mine - live, and strengthen the step of me, and multiplying hating without truth. Having evolved evolgham, hurrying a blessing. Do not leave me, Lord, my God, not retreat from me. Won to help my, Lord of salvation of my!