Lyrics Наталия USA - Не кидай у нього каменем
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Коли в серці у близького друга гроза
І в очах забриніла печаль і сльоза,
Осудити ніколи його не спіши,
Прихилившись, молися за нього в душі.
Не кидай у нього каменем,
Він і так вже поранений.
Коли в хату до ближнього ступить біда
І гіркою вже стане солодка вода,
Підійди і розрадь, розпитай, зрозумій
І оливу на рани подати зумій.
Не кидай у нього каменем,
Він і так вже поранений.
Злі чутки про хорошу сестру поповзли.
Вже за спиною в’яжуться пліток вузли.
Щире серце у розпачі крається,
Душа плаче, шукає і… кається.
Не кидай у неї каменем,
І так вона вже поранена.
Брат спіткнувся, а потім ще й боляче впав,
Крила віри й молитви знеможено склав,
І отрута гріховна вже серце в’ялить,
І в душі невимовно щемить і болить.
Не кидай у нього каменем,
Він і так вже поранений.
Шлях вузький – боротьба. За Христом я іду.
Хвилі човен хитають і грози гудуть.
Я з Тобою лиш буду по хвилях іти,
Я так хочу, Ісусе, дійти до мети.
Коли буду в житті я поранений,
Захисти мене, Боже, від каменя.
When in the heart of a close friend is a thunderstorm
And in the eyes of sorrow sorrow and tears,
Convict him never hurry
If you bow down, pray for him in your heart.
Do not throw him a stone
He is already wounded.
When the trouble is in the house to the neighbor
And the bitter is already sweet water,
Come and rejoice, ask, understand
And apply the oil to the wounds.
Do not throw him a stone
He is already wounded.
Wicked rumors of a good sister crawled up.
Already behind the gums knitted knots.
Your true heart is in despair
Soul is crying, looking and ... repenting.
Do not throw her a stone
And so she is already wounded.
Brother stumbled, and then he fell hurt too
The wings of faith and prayer have made it embarrassing,
And the venom of sin is already the heart of a festering
And in the soul inexpressibly shaking and sore.
Do not throw him a stone
He is already wounded.
The path is narrow - the struggle. I go after Christ.
Waves boom shake and thunderstorms are buzzing.
I will go with you only in the waves,
I want Jesus, I want, to reach the goal.
When I'm injured in my life
Protect me, God, from the stone.
And in the eyes of sorrow sorrow and tears,
Convict him never hurry
If you bow down, pray for him in your heart.
Do not throw him a stone
He is already wounded.
When the trouble is in the house to the neighbor
And the bitter is already sweet water,
Come and rejoice, ask, understand
And apply the oil to the wounds.
Do not throw him a stone
He is already wounded.
Wicked rumors of a good sister crawled up.
Already behind the gums knitted knots.
Your true heart is in despair
Soul is crying, looking and ... repenting.
Do not throw her a stone
And so she is already wounded.
Brother stumbled, and then he fell hurt too
The wings of faith and prayer have made it embarrassing,
And the venom of sin is already the heart of a festering
And in the soul inexpressibly shaking and sore.
Do not throw him a stone
He is already wounded.
The path is narrow - the struggle. I go after Christ.
Waves boom shake and thunderstorms are buzzing.
I will go with you only in the waves,
I want Jesus, I want, to reach the goal.
When I'm injured in my life
Protect me, God, from the stone.