Ве́чери твоеѧ̀ та́йныѧ дне́сь, сн҃е бж҃їй, прича́стника мѧ̀ прїимѝ: не бо̀ врагѡ́мъ твои̑мъ та́йнꙋ повѣ́мъ, ни лобза́нїѧ тѝ да́мъ ꙗ҆́кѡ і҆ꙋ́да, но ꙗ҆́кѡ разбо́йникъ и҆сповѣ́даю тѧ̀: помѧни́ мѧ, гдⷭ҇и, во црⷭ҇твїи твое́мъ.
Everest are your mysteries of today, O Lord, for the sake of the one who comes to partake: I do not fear to reveal them to my enemies, nor will I give them to a glutton, but to the traitor and penitent I confess myself: remember me, where in Your kingdom.