Zolotavyi svitanok,
Dzvin na vezi prytyh,
Prypadayu vustamy
Do svyataya svyatyh.
Pid sklepinnyam nebesnym
Na kolina stayu,
Upokorenym sercem
Bohu ya viddayus.
Pryspiv:
Nezbahnenna sutnist –
Slovo v troh Slovah:
Nevycherpna Mudrist
I Lyubov zyva
Vseosyaznym Duhom
Vsesvit ohortaye –
Presvyataya Triicya,
Presvyataya, Svyataya!
Teplym barvom kalyny
Rivnyi plomin svichi,
V shchyroserdnii molytvi
Svitlyi holos dushi.
Rozporoshuyu dumu
V bilopinnyh svitah,
Prychashchayusya Duhom
Boha Syna i Otcya!
Pryspiv