Psalm 140

O Lord, save from the wicked I extinguish the cruel and cruel crooks - Crafty, evil spiders, How they talk about our high lives! In truth, I’m almost approaching the cobwebs, Abi catch an innocent soul. Namiri in them - add more flour And start the hateful war. And their languages, the language of the viper, The words are bitter, bitter, like snakes. Sich atheists and bite bezupinna I'm going to get along with my people. And on me are the evil Bundyuchnye I want to deprive my foots of the signet. The devil's teachings dug pits, They set up a net and a carnage of shepherds. Well, protect yourself from cynical enemies, And give the nonhumans eternal torment for their evil! Tim, don't give a damn to the wicked! Hi, don’t take away what your mother wants! Don't let their plans go wrong, Don't let them overrun! By You, God, we are saved! Cover me on the day of war! Smell, smell, my Ryativniche, Come closer to me on the day of war! Let's return to the gates forcibly! May you fall into the fire, into the fire pit! Let's wheeze on them in the frying vugilla! Close the gate for them! Let's run away like dogs, Get rid of the gultipacks! Don’t let them settle in our land! Let's take a breath, you crazy bastards! You, Lord, are holy and just, And you reproach the righteous man. Ti poven kindness, velmi merciful, With it you will save this country. For honesty, truth and kindness All the righteous bring glory to you. The stink of you and your children Dovik will be assigned to serve.