Текст песни диакон Сергий Ахматов - Погляди на храм

Look at the temple of my soul,
You fall in love with domes,
How to play them early dawn
At the Ptah-ringers.
Did you yourself not the temple of the Lord?
Do not you sing the name of God?
 Encourages him constantly there,
You'll be inside the temple is similar.
Autumn thoughts cross-crow
Awaken the sense of entitlement,
Podymi to land their bows
In the hour of prayer - time early.
Chorus: Lord Jesus Christ, Son of God,
Have mercy on me, a sinner!
In grief, joy in the silence, in the bustle,
The innermost soul - cell close.

Vigil service, we will start with you,
Custody doom postponed.
Not great is our temple, only one in it
Fits the kingdom of God!