Praise be to You, my Savior

Praise be to You, praise my Savior, What are you doing in the face of evil? In You alone is our salvation. Holy One gave You some water. Born in poor mangers, Poor fathers, like us, Incarnated in a human body, To save us from the evil of prison. The sky has become bright In the sinful darkness of earth And evil lies revealed to everyone The greatness of the Creator is holy. Shedding holy blood for us, Our sins have surrounded us in it. Love to the All-Blessed Father Appearing in unearthly glory. Praise be to You, Praise our Savior, For the blood of Golgotha on the cross! Suffering girku You have drunk the cup, Let the saints enter heaven.