Rejoice, O land of Poltava/ and all our Orthodox fatherland:/ Behold, like a shining sun,/ Thy wonderful icon, Blessed Mother of God, has appeared,/ illuminating the world with many miracles Yours, / by those we acquire, even on earth, all that is good and useful, / and the treasures that exist, even in Heaven, we are worthy of. / For this reason, we cry out to You: / Rejoice, our Praise Ever-worshipped,/ the salvation of those who pray to Thee,// the only Hope and Eternal Joy of those who sing Thee.
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