Текст песни Евгения Смольянинова - Вифания

Bethany! shelter of Togo,
Who was always rebelliously persecuted!
How did you rest Him
And how he loved you dearly!
Bethany! where every day
Faith and humility grew,
Where the bright memory of Him
Every moment breathed.
As soon as He ascends into your rest -
Maria is already sitting at her feet
And the speech is quiet, good
He listens with hearing and soul;
And, without looking down pleadingly,
Sits, not knowing the pores;
What is her for food, for reproaches
Careful sister!
For her, one thing is needed:
Without saying anything
Follow Him with your soul to the sky,
To His holy home,
Or, at times, for speeches,
Having wept sweetly before Him,
Fall at His own feet,
To wash them with pure tears ...