About our faith

Дмитрий Лукашенко
Deliver me from my sins, Lord,
And from all things, that hurt my heart.
Above the devil rise your sword,
Don’t let me be from you apart.

Forgive your  enemies, my friend,
And you will be forgiven too.
And those, who had found their end,
Left us. And we are in the queue.

From all defilements we should save
The faith and our lifestyle.
Don’t let us go to the cave
Of Hades and protect from wile.

I ask my conscience to advise
My dear parents, me and all,
What way to choose, and He will rise
The cover, He will save my soul.