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To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. A Song.
1 Praise is awaiting You, O God, in Zion; And to You the vow shall be performed.
Αλαλάξατε-τῶ-θεῶ-,-πᾶσα-η-γῆ-,-
2 O You who hear prayer, To You all flesh will come.
ψάλατε-δὴ-τῶ-ονόματι-αυτοῦ-,-δότε-δόξαν-αινέσει-αυτοῦ-.-
3 Iniquities prevail against me; As for our transgressions, You will provide atonement for them.
είπατε-τῶ-θεῶ-Ως-φοβερὰ-τὰ-έργα-σου-·-εν-τῶ-πλήθει-τῆς-δυνάμεώς-σου-ψεύσονταί-σε-οι-εχθροί-σου-·-
4 Blessed is the man You choose, And cause to approach You, That he may dwell in Your courts. We shall be satisfied with the goodness of Your house, Of Your holy temple.
πᾶσα-η-γῆ-προσκυνησάτωσάν-σοι-καὶ-ψαλάτωσάν-σοι-,-ψαλάτωσαν-τῶ-ονόματί-σου-.-διάψαλμα-.-
5 By awesome deeds in righteousness You will answer us, O God of our salvation, You who are the confidence of all the ends of the earth, And of the far-off seas;
δεῦτε-καὶ-ίδετε-τὰ-έργα-τοῦ-θεοῦ-·-φοβερὸς-εν-βουλαῖς-υπὲρ-τοὺς-υιοὺς-τῶν-ανθρώπων-,-
6 Who established the mountains by His strength, Being clothed with power;
ο-μεταστρέφων-τὴν-θάλασσαν-εις-ξηράν-,-εν-ποταμῶ-διελεύσονται-ποδί-.-εκεῖ-ευφρανθησόμεθα-επ᾿-αυτῶ-,-
7 You who still the noise of the seas, The noise of their waves, And the tumult of the peoples.
τῶ-δεσπόζοντι-εν-τῆ-δυναστεία-αυτοῦ-τοῦ-αιῶνος-·-οι-οφθαλμοὶ-αυτοῦ-επὶ-τὰ-έθνη-επιβλέπουσιν-,-οι-παραπικραίνοντες-μὴ-υψούσθωσαν-εν-εαυτοῖς-.-διάψαλμα-.-
8 They also who dwell in the farthest parts are afraid of Your signs; You make the outgoings of the morning and evening rejoice.
ευλογεῖτε-,-έθνη-,-τὸν-θεὸν-ημῶν-καὶ-ακουτίσασθε-τὴν-φωνὴν-τῆς-αινέσεως-αυτοῦ-,-
9 You visit the earth and water it, You greatly enrich it; The river of God is full of water; You provide their grain, For so You have prepared it.
τοῦ-θεμένου-τὴν-ψυχήν-μου-εις-ζωὴν-καὶ-μὴ-δόντος-εις-σάλον-τοὺς-πόδας-μου-.-
10 You water its ridges abundantly, You settle its furrows; You make it soft with showers, You bless its growth.
ότι-εδοκίμασας-ημᾶς-,-ο-θεός-,-επύρωσας-ημᾶς-,-ως-πυροῦται-τὸ-αργύριον-·-
11 You crown the year with Your goodness, And Your paths drip with abundance.
εισήγαγες-ημᾶς-εις-τὴν-παγίδα-,-έθου-θλίψεις-επὶ-τὸν-νῶτον-ημῶν-.-
12 They drop on the pastures of the wilderness, And the little hills rejoice on every side.
επεβίβασας-ανθρώπους-επὶ-τὰς-κεφαλὰς-ημῶν-,-διήλθομεν-διὰ-πυρὸς-καὶ-ύδατος-,-καὶ-εξήγαγες-ημᾶς-εις-αναψυχήν-.-
13 The pastures are clothed with flocks; The valleys also are covered with grain; They shout for joy, they also sing.
εισελεύσομαι-εις-τὸν-οῖκόν-σου-εν-ολοκαυτώμασιν-,-αποδώσω-σοι-τὰς-ευχάς-μου-,-
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