Yakos' ya rozlyutyvsya v chudovomu sviti,
I ya na chvylyu vahavsya u Bozomu svitli,
Prosty meni, miy Boze, bo hrishnyi ya takyi,
I druh miy ye naykrashchyi – Isus Chrystos svyatyi.

To zlyi dyyavol sumniv u meni rozvyva,
U c'omu sviti zlomu vin svitlo ubyva,
Ta Boh Hospod' nash lyubyi, nam znaty dast',
Koly my zlo budemo razom usi dolat'.