Lykuyuchy zaspivaymo dnes'!
Yavylas' nam blahodat' z nebes.
Chrystos narodyvsya z Mariyi,
Neporochnoy, Chystoy Leliyi,
Vo myri dlya nas.

Yosyfe, z namy torzestvuy!
Ty, Davyde, razom praznykuy!
Se bo dlya nas Hist' pozelanyi,
Emanuyil z neba pislanyi, –
Po prorochestvu.

Vid vostoka pospishayuchy
U Vyfleyem prypadayuchy:
Zloto, lyvan i smyrnu – dary,
Persydskiyi prynosyat' cari –
Rozdenomu Caryu.

U vertepi ye polozenyi
Mladenec' Boh, z Divy rodzenyi,
Pastyriye poklin viddayut',
Na sopivkach pisni spivayut' –
Yemu umylno.

I my Yemu chvalu viddaymo,
Rodzenomu pisn zaspivaymo,
Shchoby zvolyv nam daruvaty:
Z Anhelamy proslavlyaty –
Yeho na viky.