Хор Московского Сретенского монастыря - 2 антифон,145 псалом - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Hawva, my soul, gentlemen; I pushing the gentlemen in my stomach, I sing to God, Dongezh ESM. Notponed on the prince, on the sons of a little man, in Nheye, beating salvation. The spirit of Ego is published, and returns his own to the land; On that day all the difficulties of Ego will die. Blessed, Empty God Ikakl Assistant Ego, Hope of Ego on the Lord God of His, Sobsago Sky and Earth, Sea, and All, Like in them; Storenko Truth in the eyelid, creating the court by the offended, dusiously food by the accomplishment. The Lord will decide observed; The Lord manages the blinders; The Lord builds an overvalued; The Lord loves the righteous. The Lord keeps the foremen, Sira and the widow will explore, and the path of sinful will destroy. The Lord will reign in the age, God, Zion, in Rod and Rod.