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Σὺ δὲ ὁ Θεὸς ἡμῶν χρηστὸς καὶ ἀληθὴς, μακρόθυμος καὶ ἐν ἐλέει διοικῶν τὰ πάντα.
But thou, our God, art gracious and true, Long-suffering, and in mercy ordering all things.
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Καὶ γὰρ ἐὰν ἁμάρτωμεν, σοί ἐσμεν, εἰδότες σου τὸ κράτος· οὐχ ἁμαρτησόμεθα δὲ, εἰδότες ὅτι σοὶ λελογίσμεθα.
For if we sin, we are thine, knowing thy power: But we will not sin, knowing that we are counted thine.
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Τὸ γὰρ ἐπίστασθαί σε ὁλόκληρος δικαιοσύνη, καὶ εἰδέναι τὸ κράτος σου ῥίζα ἀθανασίας.
For to know thee is perfect righteousness: Yea, to know thy power is the root of immortality.
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Οὔτε γὰρ ἐπλάνησεν ἡμᾶς ἀνθρώπων κακότεχνος ἐπίνοια, οὐδὲ σκιαγράφων πόνος ἄκαρπος, εἶδος σπιλωθὲν χρώμασι διηλλαγμένοις.
For neither did the mischievous invention of men deceive us, Nor an image spotted with diverse colors, The painter’s fruitless labor;
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ὧν ὄψις ἄφροσιν εἰς ὄνειδος ἔρχεται, ποθεῖ, τε νεκρᾶς εἰκόνος εἶδος ἄπνουν.
The sight whereof enticeth fools to lust after it, And so they desire the form of a dead image, that hath no breath.
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Κακῶν ἐρασταὶ ἄξιοί τε τοιούτων ἐλπίδων, καὶ οἱ δρῶντες, καὶ οἱ ποθοῦντες, καὶ οἱ σεβόμενοι.
Both they that make them, they that desire them, and they that worship them, Are lovers of evil things, and are worthy to have such things to trust upon.
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Καὶ γὰρ κεραμεὺς ἁπαλὴν γῆν θλίβων ἐπίμοχθον, πλάσσει πρὸς ὑπηρεσίαν ἡμῶν ἕκαστον. ἀλλʼ ἐκ τοῦ αὐτοῦ πηλοῦ ἀνεπλάσατο τά τε τῶν καθαρῶν ἔργων δοῦλα σκεύη, τά τε ἐναντία, πάνθʼ ὁμοίως· τούτων δὲ ἑκατέρου τίς ἑκάστου ἐστὶν ἡ χρῆσις, κριτὴς ὁ πηλουργός.
For the potter, tempering soft earth, Fashioneth every vessel with much labor for our service: Yea, of the same clay he maketh Both the vessels that serve for clean uses, And likewise also all such as serve to the contrary: But what is the use of either sort, the potter himself is the judge.
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Καὶ κακόμοχθος θεὸν μάταιον ἐκ τοῦ αὐτοῦ πλάσσει πηλοῦ, ὃς πρὸ μικροῦ ἐκ γῆς γεννηθεὶς μετʼ ὀλίγον πορεύεται ἐξ ἧς ἐλήφθη, τὸ τῆς ψυχῆς ἀπαιτηθεὶς χρέος.
And employing his labors lewdly, he maketh a vain god of the same clay, Even he which a little before was made of earth himself, And within a little while after returneth to the same, out of the which he was taken, When his life which was lent him shall be demanded.
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Ἀλλʼ ἔστιν αὐτῷ φροντὶς οὐχ ὅτι μέλλει κάμνειν, οὐδʼ ὅτι βραχυτελῆ βίον ἔχει, ἀλλʼ ἀντερείδεται μὲν χρυσουργοῖς καὶ ἀργυροχόοις, χαλκοπλάστας τε μιμεῖται, καὶ δόξαν ἡγεῖται ὅτι κίβδηλα πλάσσει.
Notwithstanding his care is, not that he shall have much labor, Nor that his life is short: But striveth to excel goldsmiths and silversmiths, And endeavoreth to do like the workers in brass, And counteth it his glory to make counterfeit things.
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Σποδὸς ἡ καρδία αὐτοῦ, καὶ γῆς εὐτελεστέρα ἡ ἐλπὶς αὐτοῦ, πηδοῦ τε ἀτιμότερος ὁ βίος αὐτον·
His heart is ashes, his hope is more vile than earth, And his life of less value than clay:
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ὅτι ἠγνόησε τὸν πλάσαντα αὐτὸν, καὶ τὸν ἐμπνεύσαντα αὐτῷ ψυχὴν ἐνεργοῦσαν, καὶ ἐμφυσήσαντα πνεῦμα ζωτίκον.
Forasmuch as he knew not his Maker, And him that inspired into him an active soul, And breathed in a living spirit.
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Ἀλλʼ ἐλογίσαντο παίγνιον εἶναι τὴν ζωὴν ἡμῶν, καὶ τὸν βίον πανεγυρισμὸν ἐπικερδῆ· δεῖν γάρ φησιν ὅθεν δὴ κᾂν ἐκ κακοῦ πορίζειν.
But they counted our life a pastime, And our time here a market for gain: For, say they, we must be getting every way, though it be by evil means.
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Οὗτος γὰρ παρὰ πάντας οἶδεν ὅτι ἁμαρτάνει, ὕλης γεώδους εὔθραυστα σκεύη καὶ γλυπτὰ δημιουργῶν.
For this man, that of earthly matter maketh brittle vessels and graven images, Knoweth himself to offend above all others.
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Πάντες δʼ ἀφρονέστατοι καὶ τάλανες ὑπὲρ ψυχὴν νηπίου, οἱ ἐχθροὶ τοῦ λαοῦ σου καταδυναστεύσαντες αὐτόν.
And all the enemies of thy people, that hold them in subjection, Are most foolish, and are more miserable than very babes.
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Ὅτι καὶ πάντα εἴδωλα τῶν ἐθνῶν ἐλογίσαντο θεοὺς, οἷς οὔτε ὁμμάτων χρῆσις εἰς ὅρασιν, οὔτε ῥῖνες εἰς συνολκὴν ἀέρος, οὔτε ὦτα ἀκούειν, οὔτε δάκτυλοι χειρῶν εἰς ψηλάφησιν, καὶ οἱ πόδες αὐτῶν ἀργοὶ πρὸς ἐπίβασιν.
For they counted all the idols of the heathen to be gods: Which neither have the use of eyes to see, Nor noses to draw breath, Nor ears to hear, Nor fingers of hands to handle; And as for their feet, they are slow to go.
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Ἄνθρωπος γὰρ ἐποίησεν αὐτοὺς, καὶ τὸ πνεῦμα δεδανεισμένος ἔπλασεν αὐτούς· οὐδεὶς γὰρ αὐτῷ ὅμοιον ἄνθρωπος ἰσχύει πλάσαι θεόν·
For man made them, And he that borrowed his own spirit fashioned them: But no man can make a god like unto himself.
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θνητὸς δὲ ὢν νεκρὸν ἐργάζεται χερσὶν ἀνόμοις· κρείττων γάρ ἐστι τῶν σεβασμάτων αὐτοῦ, ὧν αὐτὸς μὲν ἔζησεν, ἐκεῖνα δὲ οὐδέποτε.
For being mortal, he worketh a dead thing with wicked hands: For he himself is better than the things which he worshipeth: Whereas [he] lived once, but they never.
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Καὶ τὰ ζῶα δὲ τὰ ἔχθιστα σέβονται, ἄνοια γὰρ συγκρινόμενα τῶν ἄλλων ἐστὶ χείρονα.
Yea, they worshiped those beasts also that are most hateful: For being compared together, some are worse than others.
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Οὐδʼ ὅσον ἐπιποθῆσαι ὡς ἐν ζώων ὄψει καλὰ τυγχάνει, ἐκπέφευγε δὲ καὶ τὸν τοῦ Θεοῦ ἔπαινον καὶ τὴν εὐλογίαν αὐτοῦ.
Neither are they beautiful, so much as to be desired in respect of beasts: But they went without the praise of God and his blessing.