Священник Даниил Сысоев - Толкование на Псалом 142-часть 1 - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Kafisma 19. Davor David, becoming His Assalom, his son, 142. God, hear my prayer, inspire my prayer in your truth, hear of your truth. And do not take into court with your slave, IKO does not justify before you all the crowd. Yako widespread the enemy of my soul, I got my stomach in the ground; I planted me in the dark, the dead century. And my spirit in me is my spirit, my heart is my heart. Rather the days of ancient; I went around in all your deer, in the creations of your hand vocal. I will have a Ruta to you, my soul is Yako Earth anhydrous to you. Soon hear me, my God, my spirit disappear; Do not disappear your face from me, and focusing fondursing in ditch. I hear Schuborni I'm sorrowful to your mercy, IKo on the Upopa; Tell me, Lord, the way, I'll go smoke, I can be soul to my soul. Among my enemy, Lord, to you. Teaching My Certificate Will Your, Yako, you are my God; The spirit of your good will instruct me on Earth right. Your name for your sake, Lord, ghivishi me; The truth is your fear from soul soul. And the mercy of your consumer enemies is my, and the kidding all the soul souls of my: Yako Az slave Yum.