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Вениамин Понкратов
Lord, our Lord, how majestic
Is Your name in the earth and in skies
You have set Your glory in heavens
From sunset to the Holy sunrise

Through the praise of children and infants
You’ve established a stronghold of Yours
Against enemies of You, Mighty
To silence avengers and foes

When I consider Your heavens
The work of Your fingers, My Lord
The moon and the stars which You’ve set once
In place, all according Your word

I think in my head what is mankind
That, You, Mighty, are mindful of them
What are the human beings
That, You, Holy, care for them?

You’ve made them a little lower
Than angels which’re flying around
And with the glory and honor
All of them, My Lord, are crowned

And You made them rules over
The works of Your miracle hands
You put everything under their feet
Everything they may ever pretend

All flocks and herds and the animals
Animals of the wild, trees
Fish in the sea, birds in the sky
All that swim paths of seas

Lord, our Lord, how majestic
Is Your name in the earth and in skies
You have set Your glory in heavens
From sunset to the Holy sunrise