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Exaltation (Elevation) of the Precious Cross

К себе самому в вопросах и ответах

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Where are the catchphrases? - In the air. Where is the flower of my youth? - Died. Where's the glory? – Hidden in obscurity. Where is the fortress of well-built members? - Struck by illness. Where is the estate and wealth? - God took some, and envy handed over others into the predatory hands of villains. And the parents and the sacred duo of half-bloods went to the grave. I had only one homeland left; but an evil demon drove me out of there too, raising black waves against me. Now I am a lonely wanderer, wandering on a foreign side, dragging out a sorrowful life and decrepit old age; I have neither a throne, nor a city, nor children, although I am burdened with worries about my children, and constantly wandering, day after day I spend on my feet. Where will I throw off this body? Where will I meet my end? What earth, what strange-loving grave will shelter me? Who will put a finger on my fading eyes? Is he pious and a friend of Christ, or one of the evil ones? “Of course, all this is carried by the wind, and one faint-hearted person may be concerned with the thought: will my flesh be consigned to the coffin - this is a lifeless burden, or will it remain unburied as prey for wild beasts, or shameless dogs, or birds, or, if You wish, will it be turned into ashes, scattered through the air, or thrown without a coffin on high cliffs, or will it rot even in rivers and under the noisy rains. For I will not remain alone in obscurity, my ashes alone will not remain incomprehensible, as it should; although for many it would be better if their ashes did not copulate. On the contrary, the last day, by God's will, will gather everyone together from the ends of the earth, even if someone was turned to ashes and lost his limbs in illness. One thing brings tears from me and brings me into fear - this is the reward for all my worries! Christ the King! You are my fatherland, my fortress, my bliss, my everything! Oh, that in You I might find peace in my life and a reward for all my worries! You might be interested in:
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