Византийский распев - Благослови, душе моя, Господа - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Bless, my soul, gentlemen, and all the inner my name holy. Bless, my soul, gentlemen, and do not forget all the rewards, cleansing all your whole lawlessness, healing all your ailment, getting rid of your belly, warysshamaging you will be mercy and generous, performer in good wishes yours: Yako Yako Yako youth your youth. Creating alms of the Lord, and the fate of all offended. Tallest Moiseov, the son of Israel's wanting his own: generous and merciful Lord, long-suffer and multi-facing. Not to the end is predicted, the century emanates below, not on our lawlessness, we created we, below by our sin, we gave us. Yako at the height of the sky from the Earth, approved the Lord the grace of her for those who were afraid of him. Elias will destroy the entrances from the West, deleted our lawlessness from us. Jacques will shocked the Father's Sons, the Lord's forced him. Yako is the creation of our creature, I will be observed, IKo Inem. Man, Yako Grass, His, IKo Color Silent, Tako Blossoms, Yako Spirit in Him, and will not, and he does not know the places of his place. The grace of the Lord from the century and to the century on the fear of him, and the truth is on the son of his sons who keep his covenant, and I remember the commandments of him. The Lord in the districts of the throne of the throne, and the kingdom of him possesses. Bless the Lord VSI Angelie His, Strong Fortress, the Word of His Word, hear the voice of his word. Bless the Lord all the strength of him, his servants, creating his will. Bless the Lord all the matter of him, at any place of the dominion of him, bless, my soul. Gentlemen.