Monday, April 27, 2020

My Heart Sings — Поёт моё сердце

Группа Мелодия


 1 куплет:
Поёт моё сердце, когда устаю я в земном пути
Poyot moyo serdtse, kogda ustayu ya v zemnom puti
Sings my heart, when when tired [am] I in earth's way;

Поёт моё сердце, когда не могу я вперед идти
Poyot moyo serdtse, kogda ne mogu ya vpered idti
Sings my heart, when not can I forward go;

Поёт моё сердце, когда невозможно борьбу вести
Poyot moyo serdtse, kogda nevozmozhno bor'bu vesti
Sings my heart, when impossible [a] fight to wage;

«Не бойся, Я рядом» - Господь говорит - «Я твой свет в пути».
«Ne boysya, YA ryadom» - Gospod' govorit - «YA tvoy svet v puti».
"Not fear, I [am] near (alongside)" — the Lord says — "I [am] your light in [the] way."


Припев:
Пой же сердце не уставая пой о Боге, Его прославляя
Poy zhe serdtse ne ustavaya poy o Boge, Yego proslavlyaya
Sing, O heart, not tiring sing about God, Him praising;

Пой Иисусу, только Ему одному.
Poy Iisusu, tol'ko Yemu odnomu.
Sing to Jesus, only [to] Him alone.

Пой же сердце вместе с душою окрылённой Христовой любовью
Poy zhe serdtse vmeste s dushoyu okrylonnoy Khristovoy lyubov'yu
Sing, O heart, together with [the] soul inspired [by] Christ's love

Ожидая последнюю Божью весну.
Ozhidaya poslednyuyu Bozh'yu vesnu.
Waiting [for] final God's spring.



 2 куплет:
Поёт моё сердце, когда посещает меня печаль
Poyot moyo serdtse, kogda poseshchayet menya pechal'
Sings my heart, when visits me sadness; (ie, when sadness visits me)

И радость уходит туда в неизвестность, в глухую даль
I radost' ukhodit tuda v neizvestnost', v glukhuyu dal'
And joy departs there into [the] unknown, in remote distance;

Но Бог наполняет Божественным миром и красотой
No Bog napolnyayet Bozhestvennym mirom i krasotoy
But God fills [with] Divine peace and beauty,

Меня ободряет и мне говорит «Песню пой».
Menya obodryayet i mne govorit «Pesnyu poy».
Me [He] encourages and [to] me says, "[A] Song sing."




3 куплет:
Поёт моё сердце, когда наступает на душу враг
Poyot moyo serdtse, kogda nastupayet na dushu vrag
Sings my heart, when treads on soul [the] enemy;

Поёт моё сердце, когда отцветает надежды сад
Poyot moyo serdtse, kogda ottsvetayet nadezhdy sad
Sings my heart, when withers hope's garden;

И с новою песней Господь ободряет меня в пути
I s novoyu pesney Gospod' obodryayet menya v puti
And with [a] new song [the] Lord encourages me on [the] way,

«Не бойся я рядом! Я буду с тобою всегда идти.»
«Ne boysya ya ryadom! YA budu s toboyu vsegda idti.»
"Not fear, I [am] near / alongside! I will with you always go."









A translation following better English syntax — — —

1.
My heart sings when I am tired along earth's way;
My heart sings when I find I cannot go forward;
My heart sings when it is impossible to wage a fight;
"Do not fear, I am near," says the Lord, "I am the light on your way."



Chorus:
  Sing, O heart, tire not of singing of God, praising Him;
  Sing to Jesus and only to Him alone.
  Sing, O heart, together with your soul, inspired by the love of Christ,
  Waiting for God's final Spring.


2.
My heart sings when sadness visits me,
And joy departs there into the unknown, the the remote distance;
But God fills it with Divine peace and beauty,
He encourages me and says to me, "Sing a song."

3.
My heart sings when the enemy treads on my soul;
My heart sings when the garden of hope is withered;
And with a new song the Lord encourages me along the way,
"Do not fear, I am near!  I'll always go with you."


Sunday, April 26, 2020

A Mother's Prayer






1. Delightful days of youth were mine, no troubles then I knew;
No worries and no fuss of life in morning, night and noon.
I gave scant thought to anything, I lived just for my will;
But griefs for me would squeeze her heart, her eyes with tears would fill.

2. I walked the paths of my intents, I pushed God from my thoughts.
My mother's grief grew more each day—these griefs that I had brought.
But in her loving heart she prayed for me both night and day;
I heard her whispering my name in anguish as she prayed.


Refrain—
A mother's prayer for me
A mother's prayer for me
I heard my name within her prayer—
A mother's prayer for me.



3. In carefree days there came to me; the voice of love would talk:
"Behold, my son, lose not my words, becareful how you walk;
Flee all these sins, no evil do, and keep your spirit clean!"
I once more heard my name in pray'r as on her Lord she'd lean.

4. The loving heart that prayed for me, fell silent long ago.
Yet still her voice within my heart reminds me how to go:
"Flee ev'ry sin, no evil do, and live with God each day."
I heard my name within her pray'r, still echoing on its way.



Refrain—

5. And now I found there at the cross salvation for my soul;
I laid my sin at Jesus' feet and prayed He'd make me whole.
Now joy has come—Dawn's Holy Rays—salvation full and free
Christ shed upon my heart and mind by mother's prayer for me.


Refrain—


On-line music can be found here: https://noty-bratstvo.org/node/438 and here:
https://noty-bratstvo.org/sites/default/files/vo_dny_prekrasnoy_yunosti.pdf









Friday, April 24, 2020

My Redeemer Lives - Искупитель мой жив



Simon writes:
Every time when I read the story of Job, I am totally mesmerized and inspired by his faith and patience through life's trials. I have no idea what it means to lose everything you have in one day: wealth, health, all of his ten children, honor and respect from others, and even his wife turning against him. It makes me realize how little suffering I have endured in my life, and how much more thankful I should be for everything the Lord has given me.

Не было случая, чтобы читая историю Иова, я не был до глубины души поражен и вдохновлен его верой и терпением, которые он проявлял в скорбях. Я даже не могу представить, что это значит, потерять все в один день: богатство, здоровье, десятерых детей, почет и уважение окружающих, и даже жена не смогла поддержать его. Читая, я понимаю, как мало страданий перенес в жизни, и как должен быть благодарен Господу за все, что имею!
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Книга Иова 19: 23-27
Book of Job 19: 23-27

О, если бы записаны были слова мои!
O, yesli by zapisany byli slova moi!
O, if were written        words [of] mine!

Если бы начертаны были они в книге
Yesli by nachertany byli oni v knige
If were inscribed        they in [a] book

Резцом железным с оловом, – на вечное время
Reztsom zheleznym s olovom, – na vechnoye vremya
[With a] chisel [of] iron and tin, — upon eternal time (ie, for ever)


А я знаю, Искупитель мой жив,
A ya znayu, Iskupitel' moy zhiv,
But I know Redeemer mine lives (is living),

И Он в последний день восставит из праха
I On v posledniy den' vosstavit iz prakha
And He in [the] last day will raise from [the] dust

Распавшуюся кожу мою сию,
Raspavshuyusya kozhu moyu siyu,
Broken skin mine this
    (Ie, this broken skin of mine)

И я во плоти моей узрю Бога.
I ya vo ploti moyey uzryu Boga.
And I in flesh [of] mine shall behold God.


Я узрю Его сам;
YA uzryu Yego sam;
I shall behold Him myself;

Мои глаза, не глаза другого, увидят Его.
Moi glaza, ne glaza drugogo, uvidyat Yego.
My eyes, not eyes [of] another, will see Him.

Истаевает сердце мое в груди моей!
Istayevayet serdtse moye v grudi moyey!
Is fading heart [of] mine in chest [of] mine!
   (ie, my heart yearns & longs within me)








Wednesday, April 22, 2020

Imagine I Will That


Imagine I will that my pain is like coffee,
Hot, strong, driving slumber away.
It is needed so that I crawled to Golgotha,
So that the spirit of slumber was awakened to life.



Imagine I will that my pain is medicine,
Which necessarily must be drunk often.
I need it so that I might arise
And again fully, holy to live.





Imagine I will that my pain is hauberk*
So to protect from arrows that the enemy hurls;
And then in battle I will see along side a friend,
And so I will understand who is a friend and who is not.







Imagine I will that my pain is like a lens,
So to see and understand the pain of others,
So to learn to pray sincerely
And to my neighbors without pretense to sympathize.

Imagine I will that my pain is like moisture
Living in the scorching hot heat.
I drink it and I find good
And faith I find and rest.


* chain mail

By Margarita Kolomiytseva


 ------------  Original ----------- 

Представлю я, что боль моя, как кофе
Горячий, крепкий, прочь гонящий сон.
Она нужна, чтоб я ползла к Голгофе,
Чтоб дух от сна был к жизни пробужден.

Представлю я, что боль моя – лекарство,
Которое необходимо часто пить.
Она нужна, чтоб я могла подняться,
И снова полноценно, свято жить.

Представлю я, что боль моя – кольчуга,
Чтоб защитить от стрел, что мечет враг;
А в битве я увижу рядом друга,
Пойму кто друг, а кто не друг –а так.

Представлю я, что боль моя, как линза,
Чтоб боль других увидеть и понять,
Чтоб научиться искренне молиться
И ближним без притворства сострадать.

Представлю я, что боль моя, как влага
Живящая в палящий жаркий зной.
Я пью ее и обретаю благо
И веру обретаю, и покой.

Маргарита Коломийцева
 

Sunday, April 19, 2020

Cloud of Fire


Музыка Сергея Мачина — Слова Анатолия Чайкина
Music by Sergei Machin — Words by Anatoly Chaikin
——Группа Дети Пустыни, город Пермь, Россия.
——Group Children of the Desert, from the city Perm, Russia
................ note: the group has long since disbanded.

This translation: D. Benning, 2020


1.  Life's a fight: Light with Dark—
There above me and o'er you
Roaring wind here, bursting flame there:
God of vict'ry gives His Banner.
Way of God appointed is long,
thorny and so difficult;
We were all born in the desert;
God has called us to be holy!

     Chorus ———
Cloud of fire that leads us in the night time,
Rends the seas in two if it so wishes;
Cloud of fire — Pow'r of Holy Spirit —
Breaking shackles, freeing the lost ones!


2.  His the pow'r, His the glory,
God existing from forever!
Hearts with power, Spirit then fills,
and He joins us then in union!
On one road the Spirit leads us—
Truth and Life are from our Father.
We are all born in the desert—
We lift up His high and Great Name!    Great Name!

     Chorus ———





Music can be found on-line: https://noty-bratstvo.org/node/9862
Chords are located here: https://holychords.com/3839



Another version of this song by White Angel, Белый Ангел




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