Хор Валаам - Псалом 90 - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Live in the help of Vysnyago, in the blood of God is awkward. The mistake of the Lord: My Esno and the refuge of my, my God, and I hope for him. Yako, that will save you from the network of catch, and from the word of the rebellion, the shoulders will be sinking with his own, and under Kille, it is hooked: the weapon is created by the truth of him. Do not be removed from the fear of Nobachnago, from the arrows flying in the days, from the thing in TMA while passing, from shaking, and Demo Halfuna. It falls from the country of Thousands of Thousand, and the TMA is weared to you, I will not approach you, Obhach is the cleaning of your watch, and the rewarding sinners of the vrudeshi. Yako You, Lord, Hope My, Vynyago put your refuge. Does not get to you evil, and the wound will not approach your telescope, I will have an angel to meet your angel about you, keep you in all the ways of yours. In your hands, you will be honored, but not when you are pushing about the foot of your foot, at aspid and Vasilisk coming, and ease of Leo and Zmia. Yako on My Upopa, and get rid and: covered and, I can create my name. I will call me, and I will hear him: I am in grief, Izbu, and I will glorify him, I will fulfill him with the longitude of days, and I will declare my salvation.