Текст песни Протоиерей Александр Старостенко - Не ропщи, человек

Don't murmur, man,
That you are small and not famous
What is your life lived
It is incomprehensible to people.
He is assigned to you by the One
Who is the lot of service
Distributes on the ground;
That is His purpose.
Do not murmur, poor fellow,
No corner and no bread
Know it is your burden
A special gift of the sky ...
Do not murmur, sick
A long-term illness
Through the Holy Cross
You will be the Lord's friend.
Do not murmur that blasphemy
Poisons your life
Know - praise lands
Reduces the bribe of heaven.
Do not murmur that friends
They threw you in grief, -
God won't leave you
In this sea of ​​life.
Poverty, evil and disease -
The grave will close everything
Save the pure spirit -
This is the power of truth.
Believe, hope, endure
A cup of troubles - no doubt
And you will save the soul
For heavenly villages.