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Raduitesya, ljubi Otche!
Z takoyi novyny
Bo i vse nebo veselytsya
Nynishnoyi dnyny.
I my Otche, dnes prybuly
Do Vashoyi haty,
Narozdennomu Isusu
Pisnyu zaspivaty.
Toz my pisnyu vze skinchyly
Nashuyu spivaty,
A teperky my Vam hochem
Dobra pozelaty:
My ze layem, dlya Vas, Otche,
Dobra v Vashii hati,
Shchob Vy chuly sya shchaslyvi,
Yak v Bozii palati.
Shchob Vy z namy, shche tut dovho
Mohly prozyvaty,
Ta i na dali slavu Bozu
Shchyro rozshyryaty.
A Isus-Dytyatko,
Shcho vsi dila znaye,
Tak i Vashi, ljubi Otche,
Vse Vin pam’yataye.
Toz i nyni ne zabudte
Kolyadu Mu daty,
Shchob my mohly chym Ho v yaslah
Shchyro pryvytaty.
Bo tam iosyf iz Mariiov
Na nas vze chekayut,
Ta blazenni svyati ruky
Do nas vytyahayut.
Shchob my trohy shchos prynesly
Ohritiyi Dytynu,
Shcho zrodyla nam Prechysta
V nynishnuyu dnynu.
Toz my skoro vze spishimsya,
Bo nam chas mynaye,
A Otcya my pryvytaimo:
Chrystos sya razdaye!
