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Вениамин Понкратов
Vindicate me, my God and lead my cause, please
Against an unfaithful nation
Rescue me from those
Who are of deceitful and wicked formation

You are God my stronghold
Why have you rejected me?
Why must I go about mourning
Oppressed by the enemy?

Send me Your light and Your faithful care
Let them lead me
To the place where You dwell
To Your holy mountain let them bring me

Then I will go to the altar of God
To God my joy and my delight
I will praise you with lyre a lot
O God, my God, full of light

Why, my soul, are you downcast?
Why so disturbed within me?
Put your hope in God, my Savior and my Lord
For I will yet praise Him