In vernacular Ukrainian:
"Dostojno je, i tse je istyna, slavyty Tebe, Bohorodytsyu, zavzhdy slavnu i preneporochnu, i matir Boha nashogo. Chesnishu vid kheruvymiv i nezrivnyanno slavnishu vid serafymiv, Ty, shcho bez istlinnya Boha Slovo porodyla, istynnu Bohorodytsyu, Tebe velychajemo. Pid Tvoju mylist' prybihajemo, Bohorodytse Divo, molytov nashyx u chas zhurby ne vidkyn', a z bidy vyzvoly nas, jedyna chysta j blahoslovenna. Preslavna Vsedivo, maty Khrysta Boha, prynesy molytvu nashu Synovi Tvoejemu i Bohu nashomu, shchob Vin spas zarady Tebe dushi nashi."
As a Ukrainian "nationalist,"

I say these words every morning and every evening (and sometimes during the day), and I can't say them in any other language with the same natural feeling.