Священник Даниил Сысоев - Толкование на Псалом 87-часть 4 - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Kafisma 12: Song of Psalm Son Korean, to the end, about Maelaf, Yezho, Remove, Mind Eman Israelis, 87. Lord, God's save my! During the days of the crowd, and in Novachi before you. Yes, I will be brought to the prayer of my prayer, your ear your ear to my moles: I will be soul and my hell is soul and the stomach is approaching. It is defined with descending in the moat, a man without help, in the dead; Yako ulceration Sleeping in the coffin, I did not remember how to remember, and Tii from the hand is the tweezing of the father. Moving in the darling of the Underworld, in the dark and senior senses. On me, you will approve your rage, and all your waves brought ECU on me. Removed those who are known to mine from me, put the abomination to himself, devoted, and not foreskin. My eyes are exhausted from poverty, the crowds for you, Lord, all day: I will have a Ruta to you. Food Dead Wonderful Wonderfuls? Or do you spend your doctor and confess to you? Food a story who in the coffin is your mercy, and your truth in the death? Food is becoming voznan in TMA wonders, and the truth is yours in the earth? And Az to you, Lord, the crowd, and the morning of my prayer before. Youth, Lord, soul soul, disgust your face from me? NICE EMS AZ, and in labor from youth, the ascension, humble and exhaust. At me, you are pleased with your angry, the intimidation of your outrage. Worders of Jaco Water, all day, obsessed. Removed the other from me a friend and the sincerenyago and knowledge of my passions.