Yakos ya rozljutyvsya v chudovomu sviti,
I ya na hvylju vahavsya u Bozomu svitli,
Prosty meni, mii Boze, bo hrishnyi ya takyi,
I druh mii ye naikrashchyi – Isus Chrystos svyatyi.
To zlyi dyyavol sumniv u meni rozvyva,
U comu sviti zlomu vin svitlo ubyva,
Ta Boh Hospod nash ljubyi, nam znaty dast,
Koly my zlo budemo razom usi dolat.