Мужской хор Подворья Троице-Сергиевой Лавры в Москве - 3-е Евангелие Святых Страстей
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At the time of the time, there, the emhat Jesus Vedasha to Kaiafa Bishoperovi, the idea of books and steers gathered. Peter is walking along him from afar, to the courtyard of the bishop: and entered inside, grayer with the servant: Viddeta ended. The bishop, and the Staras, and the whole host, are the search for false vision on Jesus, I will kill him. And not to the attachment: and the many false seekers of the bent, not found. The same way, having started two false producers, REST: This is a speech: I can ruin the workshop of the Bozhia, and the tremor of the Denmi Create Yu. And the bishop of the speech of him: do he answer that they are in a derie to the TE? Jesus is silent. And having answered the bishop of the speech to him: I conjure the God alive, let us speak to us, then you are the Son of God? Jesus said to him: You are a speech. I will verify you: we cut off the son of humanity, the gray -haired man of the Sils, and the coming on the oblatsekh of the non -blessed. Then the bishop is torn to pieces of his own, verb: I was a blasphemer, what else are we shaking the witnesses? We have now heard his blasphemy. What does you imagine? They are answering the RESCH: Mounted EVERYTHING. Then it is spitting on his face, and he will have the goodness of his child, but the Obvrisha is verbia, the verb: the rods to us, Christ: who is the shock? Peter is already out of the yard, and proceed to him one slave, verb: and you are with Jesus Galilean. He is responding before everything, verb: not a verb. I will put it out to him to the goalkeeper, it was different to his other, and verified him that: and this one with Jesus Nazra. And the Paki responded with a swearing, I do not know a person. Lastly, having started standing, Resha Petrova: Voystinnu and you are, and you, your conversation, is creating. Then they are nourished and swear: I do not know the human, and the likes of it are headed. And Peter the verb by Jesus, speechless to him, I would not give the end to the end of it, the tricetes answered with Men: and out of place, weel out bitterly.