Текст песни Александр Холмогоров - Мудрость Божия, приди. Отцу моему духовному

Father, my spiritual

Author of poems and melodies AK Kholmogorov

The wisdom of God, come,
Take me spiritually
for thy paths legitimate
gentle heart strengthen.
 
Small grain of thy
I came to this earth,
and escape, still so green,
You love the fence.
 
My path bold and timid,
mocked every step of sin,
let the seed thrown
sprouts in your chapel.
 
Birds let not peck,
thorns and ashes will not touch,
and the trees of the heavenly crown
let zastelyut coldness and Feb.
 
Soon shall thy barns
will be meek and lowly,
love affairs and incorruptible
prozyabnuvshey on earth.
 
Will take your flesh and blood
let the soul, whiter than snow,
in the shelter of the heavenly overnight
for the warmth of your bread.
 
The wisdom of God, leave
Burning among businesses,
among tears elusive
quiet, glorify the Lord.