Текст песни Хор Унівської Святоуспенської Лаври - Тебе одіющагося світом яко ризою

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& quot; You, scho zodyagaєshsya svіtlom, nache of clothes, znyav s wood s Joseph Nicodemus. The I vidyachi you dead, naked th unburied, Pocha heart weep minutes, ridayuchi seemed: & quot; Oh woe, Miy naydorozhchy Іsuse! Sonce, if you short on hrestі pobachilo, covering temryavoyu. Plot of I Zi fear zatremtіla th ecclesiastical zavіsa rozіrvalasya. And now you Baciu, scho mene zadlya pіshov himself to death. Yak same w bury you, miy God? Abo yakoyu linen accusing you? Yakimi hands dіtknusya Tvogo netlіnnogo Tіla? Abo yak pіsnyu zaspіvayu at Tvoїy smertі generously? Magnified Tvoї strastі, pіsnyami praise Tvoє burial voskresіnnyam h, i cry, Lord, thank Tobi! & Quot;