Братский хор Оптиной пустыни - 6-й псалом - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Psalm 6. Lord, do not rebuke me with Your wrath; show me with Your wrath. Lord, have mercy on me, for I am weak; heal me, Lord, for my bones are troubled. And my soul was greatly troubled, and You, Lord, how long? Convert, Lord, save my soul, save me for the sake of Your mercy. For in death there is no remembrance of You, but in hell who can confess? I am weary with my sighing, I will wash my bed every night, I will wet my bed with my tears. My eye was troubled with rage, I vowed all my evils. Depart from me, all you who do iniquity, for the Lord has heard the voice of my weeping. Having heard the Lord my prayer, the Lord accepted my prayer. May all my enemies be ashamed and dismayed, and may they return and be ashamed very soon.