Текст песни м. Анна Падылина - 25. Не ропщи на суровую долю

Do not complain to the harsh share
It carries a heavy cross meekly.
Trust in God's will,
Only ask for patience and strength.

God sent you to the test,
To get stronger in heavy combat,
These flour and suffering heart -
In this life, for the benefit of you.

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You do not even think in difficult times
Send your grief coma
Trust the One God
I am obedient to Him alone.

Do not look for in the people you consolation
And joy from them you did not expect,
If you want the path of salvation,
In the temple of God to pray go.

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You come, before the icon bowed his head,
And pray in the silence of the night,
And the Lord will help you
Fast physician-healer of the soul.

And holy and humble prayer
Before the Lord tears shed;
And the Lord will help you,
He understands your sorrow soon.

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He himself on the ground between us
There once lived and suffered grievously,
Was innocent crucified by enemies,
In his suffering he did not complain.

He commanded us as well
Never anything not grumble,
If God is given to us suffering,
We must suffer without murmurs.

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So go the same way you are thorny,
A wide forget your way!
And the Lord will help you,
Just to help his lord called!

And the Lord will help you,
Just to help his lord called!