ya zhdu, kogda prol’yëtsya dozhd’
kogda prol’yetsya dozhd’
dozhd’ tvoyey slavy
ves’ mir issokhshaya zemlya
issokhshaya zemlya v ozhidanii slavy!

ty skazal, chto nastanut te dni
kogda deti zemli uvidyat slavu neba
ty skazal, chto na vsyakuyu plot’
dukh svyatoy izol’yet silu blagodati
dlya menya tvoye slovo dragotsenney
serebra, chto ispytano ognem
znayu ya tvoye slovo neizmenno
i ty ispolnish’ ego

ty vzoydesh’ kak zarya nad mirom
i otkroyetsya slava tvoya
vse tvoreniye pred nim sklonitsya
gotov’sya, gotov’sya zemlya!

on budet sudit’ narody
i nadmeniye sokrushit
vzoydet na ego vysoty
lish’ tot, kto sebya smerit
gordynya soydet s prestola
i zaymet po pravu tron
messiya, kotoryy na gryadet