Ukraina!
Holy Mother of Heroes!
Come down into my heart!
Appear with a storm of Caucasian winds. 
With the noise of the Carpathian streams. 
With battles of glorious father Khmelnitsky.
With triumph and the sound of guns of revolution. 
With the joyful din of the St. Sophia bells. 
May my soul be reborn in you, be lightened with your glory, because you, Holy Mother are my whole life.
Because you are all my happyness. 
Call me with the rattle of shackels. 
The creaking of gallows in gloomy mornings. 
Bring me the cries of the tortured in cellars, in prisons and in exile. 
Let my faith be my granite. 
Let my strenght grow in ardor.
Let me go bravely in a battle, as the Heroes went for you, Holy Mother. 
For your Glory. For your holy ideas. 
To avenge the shame of captivity, trampled honor, the mockery of our executioners, the innocent blood of our murdered children, the noble death of the Heroes of Ukraina and thousands of others who we don't know. 
Burn the weakness in my heart with the life-giving fire. 
Let me not know fear. 
Let me not know hesitation. 
Strenghten my spirit. 
Harden my will.
Settle in my heart.
Raise an angel warrior inside of me. 
For your Glory I will vanish in you and I will live in you forever. 
Eternal Ukraina!
Holy! Powerful!
Glory to Ukraina!
Glory to the Heroes!
Death to the enemies!
Ukraina!
Above all else!

Tonight the soldiers prayer which consists a deep love for the country. To me an emotional one.
As usual without a few sentences for which I apologyse.

Again a night on the battlefield for most of them. A night in cold, snow, stress and surrounded with continuous danger where they have to deal with. 
Be with them in mind for some moments to understand where they have to go through. It's often hell.
Please strenghten them with your prayers and/or protection. They need our support so much. Brave freedom fighters one by one. 
May God be near them with His Blessings and Protection.
Glory to the Heroes!