Текст песни Хор московского Сретенского монастыря - Се, Жених грядет в полунощи

Behold the Bridegroom cometh at midnight ,
And blessed is he a slave, Whose Vigil shall find :
not worthy of the same packs, Whose shall find unyvayuscha .
Beware slaughter , O my soul , not a burden to sleep ,
yes no death betrayed shalt
and the kingdom is zatvorishisya
Awake but zuvuschi :
Holy, holy, holy , art Thou, O Lord our God,
Mother of God , have mercy on us.