God

Хіба ж Ти покинув нас, Боже, і серед нашого ві́йська не ви́йдеш вже, Боже?

Подай же нам поміч на ворога, лю́дська бо поміч — марно́та!

Oh that men would praise the LORD for his goodness, and for his wonderful works to the children of men!

For he hath broken the gates of brass, and cut the bars of iron in sunder.

Then they cry unto the LORD in their trouble, and he saveth them out of their distresses.

He sent his word, and healed them, and delivered them from their destructions.

Oh that men would praise the LORD for his goodness, and for his wonderful works to the children of men!

And let them sacrifice the sacrifices of thanksgiving, and declare his works with rejoicing.

These see the works of the LORD, and his wonders in the deep.

For he commandeth, and raiseth the stormy wind, which lifteth up the waves thereof.

Then they cry unto the LORD in their trouble, and he bringeth them out of their distresses.

Then are they glad because they be quiet; so he bringeth them unto their desired haven.

Oh that men would praise the LORD for his goodness, and for his wonderful works to the children of men!

Let them exalt him also in the congregation of the people, and praise him in the assembly of the elders.

And there he maketh the hungry to dwell, that they may prepare a city for habitation;

Yet setteth he the poor on high from affliction, and maketh him families like a flock.

Whoso is wise, and will observe these things, even they shall understand the lovingkindness of the LORD.

Боже слави моєї, не будь мовчазли́вий,

І вони оточили мене словами нена́висти, і без причини на мене воюють,

обмовля́ють мене за любов мою, а я — молюся за них,

вони віддають мені злом за добро, і не́навистю — за любов мою!

Постав же над ним нечестивого, і по правиці його сатана́ нехай стане!

Як буде суди́тись — нехай вийде винним, молитва ж його бодай стала гріхом!

Бодай діти його стали си́ротами, а жінка його — удовою!

Бодай їм тене́та розставив лихва́р на все, що його, і нехай розграбу́ють чужі його працю!