Псалтирь 90:5 |
Синодальный
Не убоишься ужасов в ночи, стрелы, летящей днем,
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Современный
Не устрашат ночные ужасы тебя, не убоишься днём стрелы летящей,
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I. Oгієнка
Пустив Ти на них течію, вони стали, як сон, вони, як трава, що минає:
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King James
Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: in the morning they are like grass which groweth up.
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American Standart
Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: In the morning they are like grass which groweth up.
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