Hospodaryu seho domu!
My budem zelaty,
Vid Dytyatka, shcho zrodyla
Dlya nas Boza Maty.

Tam na sini, u stayenci
Ruchky vytyahaye,
Ta vsich svoyich virnych,
Vin blahoslovlyaye.

Otoz nyni my vid Neho,
Lasky dlya Vas prosym,
Z neba myra i potichu
V Vashu chatu vnosym.

Shchob shchaslyvo mohly zyty,
Shche na mnohi lity,
Z ditochkamy, z rodynoyu,
Yak u mayu c'vity.

Bo hde myr u chati,
Tam shchastye zrostaye,
I my radist' Vam zvishchayem:
Chrystos sya razdaye!