Hospodaryu seho domu!
My budem zelaty,
Vid Dytyatka, shcho zrodyla
Dlya nas Boza Maty.
Tam na sini, u stayenci
Ruchky vytyahaye,
Ta vsih svoyih virnyh,
Vin blahoslovlyaye.
Otoz nyni my vid Neho,
Lasky dlya Vas prosym,
Z neba myra i potihu
V Vashu hatu vnosym.
Shchob shchaslyvo mohly zyty,
Shche na mnohi lity,
Z ditochkamy, z rodynoyu,
Yak u mayu cvity.
Bo hde myr u hati,
Tam shchastye zrostaye,
I my radist Vam zvishchayem:
Chrystos sya razdaye!