Текст песни ДПЦ Родина - Завтра завтра в дом Закхея

"Eve of the Holy Communion"
poem of Theodore Glinka

Tomorrow, tomorrow in the house of Zacchaeus
The mysterious guest will come,
And turning pale and numb,
Before him Zacchaeus will fall.
The tax collector is confused, restless,
He will cry out to his confession:
"Undecided, unworthy
Your visit!
The guest is wonderful, the guest is heavenly,
You are so radiant and radiant!
And my hearty house is small
And uncleared, and unclean!
Where will I put the guest?
Here and there sat vice:
Here and there, - wherever I look, -
I see myself reproaching myself ...
What will I treat the Guest to?
Good deeds in the past days
I seek everything and will not find it;
All I am in wounds and sins! "
There was an answer: "Do not treat,
Not healthy I'm looking for;
Tomorrow to the Cup of Healing
I'll admit I'm sick!
Tomorrow own Blood,
The grace of the Father,
The spirit of peace and love
All I will enter into your hearts ...
And the soul, even though it's all corroded
In the hot air of sins,
My taste of the Body,
It will be revived again! "
So with a hope in your soul,
Someone says:
«Tomorrow, tomorrow Guest Zacchaeus
And you will visit! "
Oh, come, our Sacred Visitor!
With the cup of his life:
He expects the sinful,
New waiting for you Zacchaeus! ..