Zemlyu Yudeys'ku nichka vkryva,
Snom blahodati svit spochyva,
Lysh ubohi pastuchy, pastuchy,
Stada svoho sterehly, sterehly.
Yim to Anhel sya yavlyaye
I taku vist' vozvishchaye:
"Spas pryishov, Spas pryishov!
Vin z Divy narodyvsya
I v yaslach polozyvsya
Tam v misti Vyfleyem,
Tam v misti Vyfleyem".

V shopi znachodyat' Boze Dytya,
Bidne, pokirne, mov by yahnya.
I v Nim Boha piznayut', piznayut',
Bozu chest' Mu viddayut', viddayut':
"O Vladyko, Chryste Boze,
My prynosym, shcho chto moze,
V dar Tobi, v dar Tobi".
"Zvol dary si prynyaty,
My z mem Tya proslavlyaty
Tut i tam, v nebesach".