Lord, do not reprove me with Your wrath, but punish me with Your wrath. Have mercy on me, Lord, for I am weak; heal me, Lord, for my bones are crushed. And my soul was greatly troubled: and You, Lord, how long? Turn, O Lord, deliver my soul: save me for the sake of Thy mercy. What will you remember in death? Who will confess to you in hell? 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 swore in all my enemies. Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity, for the Lord has heard the voice of my crying: the Lord has heard my prayer, the Lord has accepted my prayer. May all my enemies be ashamed and dismayed, may they return and be ashamed very soon. Lord, do not reprove me in Your wrath and do not punish me in Your anger! Have mercy on me, Lord, for I am weak; heal me, Lord, for my bones have shaken, and my soul is in great confusion... Oh, Lord, how long?... Turn, Lord, deliver my soul, save me according to Your mercy!
For none of the dead remember You, and in hell who will confess Your greatness? I am exhausted from my sighs, I wash my bed with tears every night, I water my bed with my tears. My eyes were dimmed with grief, I became weak among my enemies. Depart from me, all you who do iniquity, for the Lord has heard my cry! The Lord heard my prayer, the Lord accepted my prayer. May my enemies be ashamed and dismayed, may they turn back and be put to shame soon!
Glory to the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit.
Slava:
Psalm 7
A psalm to David, which the Lord sang about the words of the Hussites, the son of Jemen.
A psalm of David, sung by him to the Lord after the words of Hushai the son of Jemeniah, 7.
Lord my God, I have trusted in You, save me from all those who persecute me and deliver me: lest a lion snatch away my soul, I am not the one who delivers, but the one who saves. Lord my God, if I have done these things, if wickedness is in my hand, if I reward those who repay evil, let me then fall away from my lean enemies. May the enemy marry my soul and overwhelm me, and trample my life into the ground, and place my glory in the dust. Arise, O Lord, by Thy wrath, rise up in the end of Thy enemies, and arise, O Lord my God, by the commandment which Thou hast commanded. And a host of people will go around Thee, and about this they will turn to the heights. The Lord judges people: judge me, Lord, according to my righteousness, and according to my kindness towards me. May the malice of sinners end, and correct the righteous, test hearts and wombs, O God, righteous. My help comes from God, who saves those who are right in heart. God the judge is righteous and strong and slow to anger, and does not bring wrath every day.
If you do not turn, He will cleanse His weapon, He will make His bow tense and ready, and in it He will prepare the vessels of death, He will make His arrows burnt up. Behold, through unrighteousness, disease will be conceived, and lawlessness will be born: a pit, and fossils, and it will fall into the pit that it has made. His illness will turn on his head, and unrighteousness will come down on top of him. Let us confess to the Lord in His righteousness and sing in the name of the Lord Most High. Lord my God, I trust in You, save me from my persecutors, deliver me! May the enemy, like a lion, not snatch away my soul when there is no deliverer and intercessor! Lord my God, if I have done something bad, if I have defiled my hands with unrighteousness, if I have taken revenge on him who does evil to me, may I be defeated by my enemies! May the enemy pursue my soul, and may he overtake me, and trample my life into the ground, and reduce my glory to dust! Arise, O Lord, in Thy wrath, rise above the borders of Thy enemies; Be exalted, O Lord my God, that what You have commanded may be accomplished! And a host of people will surround You, and rise above them! The Lord judges the nations.
Judge me, Lord, according to my righteousness and my kindness! May the anger of sinners dry up! Instruct the righteous, O God, You who search hearts and souls with righteousness! God, who saves all who keep the truth in their hearts, will help me! God the Judge is righteous, and mighty, and long-suffering; He does not show His wrath every day. If you do not turn to Him, He will sharpen His weapon; He has strained His bow and keeps it ready. And He put the instruments of death into the bowstring, He made His arrows fiery. Now the sinner fell ill with unrighteousness, conceived malice and gave birth to lawlessness. He dug a ditch and deepened it, but he himself will fall into the hole he dug. His anger will turn on his head, and his iniquity will fall on his crown. I will glorify the Lord for His righteous judgment and sing the name of the Lord Almighty!
Psalm 8
Finally, O sharpeners, a psalm to David.
Finally, about the winepress, Psalm of David, 8.
Lord, our Lord, for Your name is wonderful throughout all the earth, for Your splendor is exalted above the heavens. From the mouth of the baby and the pissing you have made praise, O Thy enemy, for the sake of destroying the enemy and the local. For I will see the heavens, the works of Your finger, the moon and the stars which You founded. What is man that you remember him? or son of man, how do you visit him? You made him less than an angel, you crowned him with glory and honor. And You placed His hand over His affairs; You brought all things into subjection under His nose. All the sheep and oxen, also the Polish cattle, the birds of the sky, and the fish of the sea, the passing paths of the sea. Lord, our Lord, how wonderful is Your name throughout all the earth. O Lord, our Lord, how wonderful is Your name throughout all the earth! For Your greatness has risen above the heavens! Through the lips of babes and sucklings, praise is made to You in the face of Your enemies, in order to crush the enemy and the avenger. Here I look at the heavens, the works of Your hands, at the moon and stars created by You! Who is the man that you remember him?
Or son of man, why do you visit him? You made him a little lower than the angels, You crowned him with glory and honor; And He set him over the works of Your hands, You put everything under His feet: The sheep, and the oxen, and every beast of the field, The birds of the air, and the fish of the sea that pass through the paths of the sea. O Lord, our Lord, how wonderful is Your name throughout all the earth!
Glory to the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit.
Slava:
According to the 1st kathisma, the Trisagion of Our Father:
After kathisma 1. Trisagion according to Our Father:
Holy God, Holy Mighty, Holy Immortal, have mercy on us. (Thrice)
Holy God, Holy Mighty, Holy Immortal, have mercy on us. Three times.
Glory to the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit, now and ever and unto ages of ages. Amen.
Glory to the Father, and the Son, and the Holy Spirit, now, and always, and unto ages of ages. Amen.
Most Holy Trinity, have mercy on us; Lord, cleanse our sins; Master, forgive our iniquities; Holy One, visit and heal our infirmities, for Thy name's sake.
Most Holy Trinity, have mercy on us; Lord, cleanse our sins; Lord, forgive our iniquities; Holy One, come and heal our weakness - for Your glory.
Lord, have mercy. (Thrice)
Lord, have mercy. Three times.
Glory to the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit, now and ever and unto ages of ages. Amen.
Glory to the Father, and the Son, and the Holy Spirit, now, and always, and unto ages of ages. Amen.
Our Father, who art in Heaven, hallowed be Your name, Your kingdom come, Your will be done, as it is in Heaven and on earth. Give us this day our daily bread; and forgive us our debts, just as we forgive our debtors; and do not lead us into temptation, but deliver us from the evil one.
Our Father who art in heaven! Hallowed be Thy name; Thy kingdom come; Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven; Give us our daily bread today; and forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors; and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.
And this troparion, voice 1:
Troparion, tone 1
I, the prodigal, was conceived in iniquity, / I do not dare to look up to the heights of heaven, / but daring in Your love for mankind, I call: / God, cleanse me, a sinner, and save me.
I, the prodigal, was conceived in iniquities, / and I do not dare to look up to the heights of heaven, / but, boldly trusting in Your love for mankind, I cry out: / “God, cleanse me, a sinner, and save me!”