New Theotokos

The book “The New Theotokos” contains 62 canons of the Theotokos, collected by St. Nikodim Svyatogorets at the end of the 18th century. Most of them (59 canons) were discovered by him in Athonite manuscripts and had not previously been published. The collection, first published in 1796 under the title “The Crown of the Ever-Virgin, or the New Theotokos,” follows the tradition of the Greek “Theotokariy”: 56 canons are distributed according to the voices and days of the week for reading at Compline, stichera are added to each canon; the remaining 6 canons of prayer and thanksgiving, intended for reading in various life circumstances and on special days, are located in the Appendix. In the Russian Orthodox Church, similar canons, although in a different composition, were included in the Octoechos for centuries, but due to the rare celebration of Compline in parishes, these texts practically fell out of use. The translation of the “New Theotokos” into Church Slavonic became a significant event, making the heritage of Byzantine hymnography accessible to believers. *The title of the work in Greek is Στέφανος τῆς ᾿Αειπαρθένου ἤτοι Θεοτοκάριον νέον; Θεοτοκάριον. Instead of a preface From the translator Reverend Nicodemus the Holy Mountain. A warning to those who read Tone 1 Canon of the Blessed Virgin Mary on Saturday Canon of the Blessed Virgin Mary on week Canon of the Blessed Virgin Mary on Monday Canon of the Blessed Virgin Mary on Tuesday Canon of the Blessed Virgin Mary on Wednesday Canon of the Blessed Virgin Mary on Thursday Canon of the Blessed Virgin Mary on Friday Tone 2 Canon of the Blessed Virgin Mary on Saturday Canon of the Blessed Virgin Mary on Thursday week Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on Monday Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on Tuesday Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on Wednesday Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on Thursday Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on heels Tone three Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on Saturday Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on week Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on Monday Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on Tuesday Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on Wednesday Canon To the Most Holy Theotokos on Thursday Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on Friday Tone Four Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on Saturday Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on week Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on Monday Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on Tuesday Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on Wednesday Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on Thursday Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on Friday Tone five Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on Thursday Saturday Canon of the Blessed Virgin Mary in the week Canon of the Blessed Virgin Mary on Monday Canon of the Blessed Virgin Mary on Tuesday Canon of the Blessed Virgin Mary on Wednesday Canon of the Blessed Virgin Mary on Thursday Canon of the Blessed Virgin Mary on Friday Tone 6 Canon of the Blessed Virgin Mary on Saturday Canon of the Blessed Virgin Mary in the week Canon of the Blessed Virgin Mary on Monday Canon of the Blessed Virgin Mary on Tuesday Canon of the Blessed Virgin Mary on Wednesday Canon of the Blessed Virgin Mary on Thursday Canon of the Blessed Virgin Mary on Friday Tone seventh Canon of the Blessed Virgin Mary on Saturday Canon of the Blessed Virgin Mary on week Canon of the Blessed Virgin Mary on Monday Canon of the Blessed Virgin Mary on Tuesday Canon of the Blessed Virgin Mary on Wednesday Canon of the Blessed Virgin Mary on Thursday Canon of the Blessed Virgin Mary on Thursday heels Tone eighth Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on Saturday Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on week Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on Monday Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on Tuesday Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on Wednesday Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on Thursday Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on Fridays Appendix In canon of prayer to the Most Holy Theotokos Canon of the Most Holy Theotokos Iamvic canon to the Most Holy Theotokos In 2006, the publishing house of the Orthodox St. Tikhon Humanitarian University published the book “Theotokos. Canons of the Mother of God for Every Day,” the title of which sounded unusual to many readers. Meanwhile, in the Greek Church, collections with the same name Θεοτοκάριον (in the ancient Russian book tradition “Theotokary” or “Theotokary”), containing dozens of the Mother of God canons, were used during divine services back in the Byzantine era, and one of them, the most authoritative, from the mid-17th century. was published in printing as an independent liturgical book 1 . In the Russian Church, a similar collection of canons, although mostly of a different selection, existing for several centuries in translation from ancient Greek and intended, like the Greeks, for reading at Compline, did not constitute a separate book 2, but was always included in the Octoechos. And since the rite of Compline (which, according to the liturgical rules, belongs to the daily observances) is performed extremely rarely in our parish practice, this has led to the fact that a significant layer of the Mother of God texts associated with the names of the great Byzantine hymn-makers has actually fallen out of liturgical use among us. That is why, collected, according to the Greek model, into a separate book and published by PSTGU with a commentary that explains their origin and place in our prayer routine, these outstanding works of Orthodox hymnography aroused the keenest interest of readers, as evidenced by the repeated reprinting of “Theotokos” (the latest, 4th edition was published in 2013). But in the Greek church world, since the end of the eighteenth century, the “New Theotokary” has also been used, the compiler of which was the outstanding ascetic, theologian, hymnographer and spiritual writer, the Monk Nicodemus the Holy Mountain (1749–1809). The contents of the book consisted of 62 canons of the Mother of God, bearing the names of 22 ancient creators, and 59 of them, discovered by the Monk Nicodemus among the manuscripts in the monastic book depositories of Holy Mount Athos, had not been published before 3. Following the traditional “Theotocary”, the compiler distributed 56 of them according to the voice, and within the voices - according to the days of the week, adding to each canon of this group four stichera (most likely of his own composition); the remaining six canons completed the collection as an appendix. The New Theotocary has not hitherto been the subject of comprehensive scientific research, and therefore it is not easy to say how much the Monk Nicodemus worked on it as an editor. There is no doubt, however, that when similar manuscripts were discovered, he carefully compared them and chose the best reading options 4 ; one of Nicodemus's notes 5 also speaks of his critical approach to the author's attribution of individual canons. First published in Venice in 1796 as “The Crown of the Ever-Virgin, or New Theotokary, varied and most beautiful in agreement,” Nicodemus’s collection was reprinted many times in Greece, and more recently with additions, sometimes quite extensive 6 . So, before you is a liturgical book, which until now for more than two hundred years has existed, except for a small part of it, only in the original language (ancient Greek) and exclusively in local Churches of the Greek tradition. The translation of an entire liturgical book into another language, transferring it to a different, albeit related, liturgical culture is always an exceptional event. I believe, therefore, that the Church Slavonic translation of “The New Theotokary”, prepared by the PSTGU publishing house, should be warmly welcomed, and I share the hope of the publishing team that it will find its reader who wants to pray to our Most Holy Intercessor, the Mother of God, in the words of the ancient hymnographers. Archpriest Sergiy Pravdolyubov Comparison of the “New Theotokos” with the canons of the Mother of God at Compline from the Slavic Octoechos (published several years ago separate book “The Mother of God”) shows that nine of the last 56 in their composition to one degree or another overlap with the nine canons from the collection of St. Nicodemus. Namely, the canons of Saturday and Tuesday of the 2nd tone, Monday and Wednesday of the 4th tone, Wednesday and Thursday of the 5th tone, Tuesday of the 7th tone, Sunday and Tuesday of the 8th tone from the New Theotokos have correspondences in the canons of Sunday and Tuesday of the 2nd tone, Wednesday and Saturday of the 4th tone, Friday and Thursday of the 5th tone, Sunday 7th Tone, Wednesday and Monday 8th Tone from Octoechos. Moreover, in five cases out of nine we can talk about the coincidence of the majority of the troparions of each song, and in the remaining four – about the coincidence of individual troparions. However, even where the texts of the “New Theotokos” and the texts of Octoechos are as close as possible, the latter have numerous features that allow one to think that the Slavic translators used different editions of the original. Therefore, instead of reproducing the aforementioned nine canons according to the Slavic Octoechos, it was decided to re-translate them, among others, from ancient Greek. In addition to the 56 canons for Compline, the collection of St. Nicodemus originally included the following six canons of the Mother of God: 1. Canon of prayer in all sorrows of St. Theodore the Studite; 2. The canon of prayer for all weaknesses of St. John the Euchaite; 3. Another canon of thanksgiving for the healing of the same creator from illness; 4. The Iamvic Canon of the same creator; 5. Canon on Saturday of the akathist of St. Joseph the Songwriter; 6. Another canon of thanksgiving, sung on Saturday of the akathist in the monasteries of the Holy Mountain. Canon 5, included as part of the Akathist Saturday service in the Greek Triodion (slav. Lenten Triodion) and known in Church Slavonic translation for at least seven centuries, is included in the book “Theotokos. Canons of the Mother of God for every day" (M.: PSTGU, 2006; section "Appendices"). The same section of this book includes canons 1, 3 and 6 translated specifically for it. The Church Slavonic version of canons 2 and 4 is offered for the first time in this edition. The translation was made according to the edition: καί ώραιότατον ’Οκτώηχον. Περιέχον έξηκονταδύω κανόνας προς τήν Ύπεραγίαν Θεοτόκον. Μελούργηθέντας υπό είκοσιδύω ιερών καί θεσπεσίων Μελφδών έκ του Άγιου Όρους χειρογράφων βίβλων, μετά σπουδής καί πόνων πολλών συναχθέν, καί μετ’ έπιμελείας διορθωθέν έξεδόθη παρά Νικοδήμου Μονάχου του Ναξίου.Ύπό δε της Πατριαρχικής Εκκλησιαστικής Κεντρικής Επιτροπής επικριθέν έξεδόθη υπό Γ. Μουσαίου. Έν Κωνσταντινουπόλει, 1849 and in some cases updated according to the edition: Νικοδήμου του Αγιορείτου Θεοτοκάριον νέον ποικίλον καί ώραιότατον ’Οκτώηχον. Θεσσαλονίκη, [1997]. Venerable Nicodemus the Holy Mountain. A warning to those who read this Rich people will pray to Your face (Ps. 44:14) - Her forefather, and through Her the Godfather, the Prophet David, the most God-inspired of all the hymns who have been from the ages, prophetically addresses the Virgin Mary. And it is extremely fair and appropriate to include the sacred and God-speaking singers represented in the present Theotokaria as “rich people”. For these are those who are chosen from ordinary people and are truly rich, being filled not only with the gifts of external wisdom and knowledge, but much more - with holiness, coupled with other God-like and manifold gifts of the Holy Spirit; those who pray and praise the face of the Ever-Virgin in divinely composed and honey-drenched chants. Such, I say, are Andrew of Crete - the beginning, the leader of all singers and the sad-voiced swan of the Church, John of Damascus - the most skillful and the sweet-voiced nightingale of Christ, Theophan of Nicaea, the Inscribed - a pleasant-voiced and most hymn-singing thrush, Joseph the Songwriter - the many-voiced and ringing swallow of the faithful, John the Venerable Nicodemus the Holy Mountain Euchait - the honey-voiced and enchanting Sirin of the Holy Spirit, Mitrofan of Smyrna - the well-proclaimed looper of the Church, Theodore the Studite - the Musikian cicada of the Orthodox, Photius of Constantinople - the chirping and beautifully singing bird of the Church, George of Nicomedia - the euphonious and the good lyre, Theoktist Studit - the ten-stringed psalter, Paul of Amoria - the loud and noisy lyre of the Spirit, Nikolai Kataskepinos - the spiritual and harmonious kinira, Athanasius of Constantinople - the animated organ of the blows of the Comforters, Ignatius of Constantinople - the sacred and vocal tympanum, Mark of Ephesus - the velvet trumpet, Theodore Laskar - the sweet-sounding syringa, Manuel Rhetor - the battle cymbal, Clement - the honey-speaking navla of the Spirit, Ilia Ekdik - the beautiful samvika of grace, Kalinnik of Irakli - the pastoral meek exhorting pipe, Nicholas the other - the ringing spring finch, and Thekla - the sweetest echo. And just as in the old law the king and prophet David were accompanied by the sons of Asaph, Jedithum and other leaders of the choirs and psalmists, and when he sang his psalms before the Ark of the Covenant, the accompanying people, taking as a basis what they heard from him, sang with him - so in the new grace of the gospel many of the people (meaning the sacred hymn-writers and singers), alone singing in the Dorian mode, others in the Lydian, some in the Phrygian voice chanting, others in the Mixolydian voice, others in indirect to them, these are one and a half keeping the ratio, and those are measured as one to three, these are like one to eight, and those are double, and in all [listed] strictly observing consonance 7, and simply put, all harmonic relationships are skillfully combining with special melodies, all together - sometimes in opposition, sometimes in agreement - from one musical osmoharmony, sixty-two song canons composed a single all-tuned melody, prayerfully glorifying with the true and animated Ark, that is, before the Queen of Heavenly Mother of God, Her Motherly Face in the most befitting songs of praise to Her dignity and asking from There is no undefeated intercession in words that bow to mercy and are very touching. In imitation of the leaders of the choirs and the flute players preceding the choir, the rest of the entire Christ-named people of the Lord, borrowing these hymns, unite themselves and glorify the Mother of God, calling on Her intercession and help at every time and in every adversity. Therefore, the prophet David, having announced these gods, further hints that other Christian nations will receive from them a reason to praise and glorify the Ever-Virgin forever, when, in continuation of the already cited speech, he says: For this reason people will confess to You forever and ever (Ps. 44:18), and this word refers, without a doubt, to the Mother of God, as it is interpreted in the conversation at Her Entry into the Great Church Gregory of Thessaloniki. These song canons, scattered throughout the many handwritten Theotokaries that are kept in the sacred royal monasteries of the Holy Mountain, and with great labor and diligence, collected together, now a certain God-fearing and Christ-loving brother is releasing into the world, out of his curiosity, for the glory of the Ever-Virgin and for the common benefit of all Orthodox and reverent admirers of the Mother of God. And just as a beautiful and variegated wreath of fragrant and pleasing to the eye flowers is brought to the king of the earth as a sign of thanksgiving from one blooming meadow, so here, from all the song canons in honor of the Mother of God, found on the Holy Named Mountain, or, to put it allegorically, in the garden of the Ever-Virgin, the present multi-bright, pouring out aromas and lush-colored WREATH was compiled and with great love and reverence It is brought to the All-Queen of Heaven as a gift, much desired more than the valuable crown of Molchomov, 8 weighing a talent of gold, which David wore on his head, more than the twelve-star crown that is in the Apocalypse, and simply to say, more than all the gold-pearl crowns of the kings of the earth. Accept, brothers, this new and most excellent Theotokary. Accept everything, both consecrated monks and laity, in the good hope that You will remain grateful, reading it with even greater spiritual reverence, with even greater zeal and joy of heart than the previous and handwritten Theotokary. With great reverence - since each canon in it is preceded by the inscription of the name of its creator; with great zeal, tenderness and joy - due to diversity, for so many different melodies every day drive away laziness and perfect the soul, both the youngest and the most mature, as Basil the Great says about this: “By uniformity the soul is often brought into some kind of indifference and distraction, and by the change and variety of psalmody and reading at every hour its lust acquires new strength and sobriety is being updated" 9 . Let it be known to your love, brothers, that the more you glorify the Mother of God in these canons of song and with the greater tenderness and contrition of heart through their various prayers to the humble-hearted and loving Lady of the humble, the more help and gifts you receive from Her, in the present century getting rid of the opposing situation of visible and invisible enemies, and in the future - saving yourself from eternal torment and, according to the theologian Gregory of Thessaloniki, being made worthy of the Kingdom of Heaven. For he, prefacing his words with the already mentioned David: For this sake people will confess to You forever and ever and ever and explaining it, says: “Do you see that all creation glorifies the Virgin Mother, and not in passing years, but forever and ever? Based on this, we can conclude that She will not cease in all ages to benefit all creation” 10. While enjoying these wonderful things while reading Theotokary, pray for the one who first published it, as well as for the brothers who helped and contributed to this. May all, through the intercession of the Ever-Virgin, be worthy of the longed-for salvation, by the grace and love for mankind of Christ our God, born of Her, to Whom be glory and power with the Father and the Holy Spirit forever. Amen. Canons of the Mother of God for every day, arranged according to the voices and days of the week Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on Saturday The creation of Saint Theodore the Studite, its edge: Lady, bow to the request of Theodore 11 Irmos: Let us sing a song of victory to all God, who performed wondrous miracles with his tall arm and saved Israel, as if he were glorified. Friend of Nature is inconceivable, I prayed to Christ that the unlighted fire will deliver me, O Pure One, and show His kingdom to my fellow man. Accept my prayer, O Son and Word, and the pangs of freedom of Thy servant crying to Me from the depths of his soul, and grant Thy Kingdom. You, Mother, are the source of my mercy, for at every hour I am dear to the Lord of the sinners of the lawless, but this one grieves me greatly with his cold malice. You have grieved My Son with many sins and negligence, and now you are driven to indignation and His compassion to anger. Irmos: First of all ages from the Father to the incorruptible Son begotten, and last from the Virgin to Christ God incarnate without seed, let us cry: Our exalted horn, Holy art thou, Lord. All my life is truly in evil and for this sake I cry out to You: pray to Your Son, O Pure One, that He may call upon the prodigal and save me now, lying in sin. Be merciful, O All-Tsar, be born unspeakably from My womb, and spare Thy servant, like the prodigal son of old, and show, O All-Blessed One, Your right hand primate on the day of Judgment. It is meaningful, O Mother, I cry out to You and I to listen to Me: those who have lived in fornication have come to warm repentance, “I have sinned!” crying out. But this one, even if he cries out to You in repentance, lies in the latter. Even My speech, the words to My Son, cried out to make you worthy of the Kingdom, but Mi is contrary to that: “He did not come to Me with lukewarm faith, and for this reason I send him away from My presence.” Irmos: By the Spirit of prophecy, prophet Habakkuk, the Word incarnate, you preached, crying: “Whenever you come near in the summer, you will become known; sometimes, when the time comes, you will appear: glory Your strength, Lord." Having thought, O Virgin, of Your power, with fear I cry out to You, the only Good One: even if I have no warmth for repentance, but with Your prayers to the Master, grant me perfect correction. Hear, Who by nature is the Lover of Mankind, Thy Mother God, when I cry diligently, and deliver Thy servant from condemnation. Even if he has not acquired perfect faith, God grant him this. Subscription 12, O Mother, I gave him every way to be saved, but this one does not forsake sins and goes into death. Moreover, he cannot be saved until he goes into the fire. Behold, now I know the guilt of your very destruction, as My Divine Son says, for you have kept away from sin and have given yourself over to slothfulness: who will raise you up when you lie down? Irmos: The God of peace, the Father of generosity, the Great Council of Your Angel, the giver of peace, sent you to us. Thus, having gained the wisdom of God towards the light, from the night, in the morning, let us glorify Thee, O Lover of Mankind. I wish to walk along the paths of repentance, Virgin, leading to the never-ending belly, but the fierce hosts of demons are drawn to plunge into the depths of sin, and destruction into the pit. Slaying death, O Savior, you first freed Adam from his bonds. Likewise, even now, I pray to Thy servant, My Son, that the slanderers will be snatched away by demons: for they leave no one to repent. All-singing Mother, I cry out to Ti and Az: through prayer and fasting, multitudes of evil demons will come out of him. But this body, which was not cleansed by abstinence and prayer, became a den of demons, alas. Verbs first of My Son, instill goodness and encouragement. Whenever the disciples were unable to cast out His spirit, cry out to them, saying: “Through prayer and fasting the generation of demons is driven out.” Irmos: Imitating the Prophet Jonah, I cry: my life, O Good One, free me from aphids and save me, Savior of the world, calling: glory to Thee. I am not an imam of verbs and I am poor in virtues, I cannot endure prayer and fasting, Bride of God; For this reason I have come running to You. Look, O gracious Son, Thy Mother, I pray to Thee: those who resort to Me in good deeds are meager and cry out: “Have I no hope for You, O Lady?” Pray for warmth, stop, Mother, even when you say this, trusting that I am good-tempered, you become defiled, regardless of My anger. I beg my Son and My God for you, that you may improve your cleansing, but He will stop crying out to you and do not pray for your salvation. Sedalen, first voice. Similar to: Your Sepulcher, Savior: Christ, the gardener of paradise, planted heaven on earth first, in the midst of you, Lady, like a tree planted in your belly. Pray to Him for the sweetness of paradise to bless me and to bring me sweet repose on the waters. Irmos: The youths were co-educated in piety, heedless of the evil command, not afraid of fiery reproach, but standing in the midst of the flames, saying: “O God of the Fathers, blessed art thou.” I place all my trust in You, Lady, so that you do not abandon me into the depths of the destruction of the accursed, but turn again to Your Son, crying out, so that the creation will not destroy His hand. Immeasurable as the abyss of benevolence, Master, accept Me again, I pray to Thee, the only One of Blessings, and graciously grant Thy hand to the creation, which sometimes graciously shows the Canaanite. I am dear and I save with the desire of many who come, because I no longer want to destroy My creation, in order to save the hedgehog, for it was born entirely from You; but this one is far from My works. The Wisdom of the Most High was first, My Son became Man entirely from Me, so that Divine Baptism will save those who keep with warm faith; but you are not involved in these, you have appeared. Irmos: The angels and all the hosts are terrified of Him, as the Creator and the Lord, sing to the priests, glorify the youths, bless the people, and exalt them to all ages. Having boldly, I came to You, O Virgin, in vain I saved Your Son the harlot and the robber, but I did not do a single good deed in my life, but I improved forgiveness. Look down from on high, hear Your Mother’s prayer to You, and deliver this servant from fire, as You did the first harlot, and as You delivered the thief on Your Cross. Of old, the thief hung on the cross, crying out in faith: “Remember me!”, but the harlot shed a flood of tears, but this one was not like him. Christ saved the tearful harlot, having also believed the thief on the cross; If you still want to achieve salvation, come to the Lord with tears and faith. Irmos: Light-bringing cloud, venerable Lord of all, like rain from heaven on the fleece, descending and incarnate for our sake, having become a Man, the Beginningless, we magnify all as the Pure Mother of our God. The most sinful of all men has appeared, O Virgin, and for this reason I am ashamed to approach Your Son, but I beg Him and be merciful to accept me with warm faith and desire to come. to Him. Deliver torment, O Word, when the servant came to You and do not remember his iniquities, I pray to You: even if you sin, O Savior, you will come running to Me, and for this sake accept Me, fulfill everyone’s requests. There is no one worthy, O Mother, of resorting to You with mercy: for not a single person angers Me. But with Your honest prayers I will create the torments of that person who is not involved in the Judgment, if he brings Me the fruits of repentance. Below the former hell, you are raised to the heights of My Divine Son with prayers, and listen, so that you do not fall into your previous cruel sins. But go back on the path of repentance, lest you be thrown back into Gehenna. Stichera, first voice. Similar to: Heavenly ranks: You are the joy of the world, the refuge of sinners, the overcome Redeemer, the Virgin Mary. Accept, therefore, I cry to Thee, and my prayer and supplication, O Unfilthy One, and bring it soon to Thy Son, that He may save me the prodigal. All the joys of wine to me, most dear Son, grant forgiveness of sins to your servant, so that all may understand the boldness that comes to you as the great Mother of Imam, my Christ, pray to you more all your saints. Joy, buddy, O Mother! Bow with your prayer, I will grant forgiveness of sins to this ungrateful one, and leave him alone to cry. But tell him, let him stop sinning and attracting Me to anger, I am by nature good-natured. Behold, the forsaking of your sins through My prayers, and heed the rest of your life to be pleasing to God, as if sweets in Paradise with all the elect will taste blessed, below the cessation of all things 13 property. Canon of the Blessed Virgin Mary on the week The creation of St. Andrew of Crete, its edge: may you first accept my sobs, O Virgin Irmos: Your victorious right hand, gloriously glorified in the fortress; But the Immortal One, like the Almighty One, has erased the enemy, having remade the path of depth for the Israelites. The firstfruits of tears are coming, O soul, let us bring this day to the Mother of God: For the human race has been delivered from Adam’s oaths, and blessing and joy have been granted. With the streams of the Jordan, my tears will not be able to wash away the mud of my sins, but You, Virgin, with Your mercy cleanse me. The sun that gave birth to the unsetting Christ of truth, enlighten, O Virgin, I pray to Thee, my soul, blackened by the darkness of sweets and sin by debauchery. You who have transgressed the laws of the Lady, who have committed every kind of evil, and who are now turning, do not despise, O Lady, Thy servant who is inexcusable, but having spared me, save me. Irmos: The only one who knows the weakness of the human being and mercifully imagines himself in it, girds me with strength from on high, even as I cry to You: Holy is the animated Church of Your ineffable glory, More humane. Like Eve of old, the serpent will find me deception and sweetness by tasting from the paradise of God’s wisdom. Even the one who gave birth to Christ, Adam the second, bring me to the belly, O Lady. I was infuriated by the Cainovs with ill-fated fate, O Maiden, with madness, as my brother was killed by my mind, I used the sword of lust and was more envious than this sunrise, but You, as a lover of mankind, save me. Adam of old wept, we drove out Eden, and blocked the cherub’s entrance; Let me fall away from the wisdom of God, sobbing I pray to You: pray with the saints, Mother of God, to get rid of my passions. Let this mortal teaching, O accursed soul, precede you in your life; take out your deeds, and accept your lamentation, and make your lamentation, and be a pure and blameless intercessor to Christ, from Whom He vegetated. Irmos: Habakkuk, the clairvoyant Habakkuk, saw Thy mountain, overshadowed by the grace of God, from Thee, proclaiming to Israel to come forth to the Holy One, for our salvation and renewal. Oh, Your miracles, Unartful Lady! Since you were the intercessor of a sinful man for the One who was born of you, you were also I, who have sinned more than all mortals, beg Him to be reconciled. Kill, O Virgin, my flesh’s wisdom and passions, and create idle counsels of demons, and teach the life to walk in the paths, Life that gave birth to all. With tears to cleanse the filthiness of my heart, create the intercession of honest angels, O Pure One, and the darkness of the soul, call out the deviations of the mind and direct the path to dispassion. The thought of the most icy thoughts defiles and the sweetness of the soul, even in the time of Noah the former surpassed the fierce emptiness. Moreover, I cry: Mother of God, be generous and save me from the flood. Irmos: Enlightened by the radiance of Your coming, O Christ, and illuminated by Your Cross the ends of the world, enlighten the hearts of those who sing Thee Orthodoxy with the light of Your God-mind. The flames of Gehenna devoured me, who gave birth to the Deities, the unapproachable Fire, who for us was the divine Hypostasis, the All-Immaculate Mother of God. I am not afraid of future torment, wretched one, nor of darkness, nor of the gnashing of teeth and worms, below the unquenchable fire; I also ask You, O Virgin, to deliver me from all of these. Heal the souls of my illness, O All-Pure One, who gave birth to our illnesses. Healed Him with His saving and all-honorable passions, so that I may truly magnify You. It was not like Lamech who killed the youth and husband, O Mother of God, but the mind and the word were sins, lest vengeance be prepared for me in judgment, but deliver me here. Irmos: The last abyss has passed over us, there is no deliverer, we are counted as sheep of the slaughter, saving Thy people, our God; You are the strength of the weak and the correction. I have desecrated my body with deeds, my mind with thoughts, my feelings with the touch of sweets, which I seek with drops of my tears, O God-gracious One. The time of my life is in sleep and relaxation, in pleasure and soaring thoughts. Now, in my old age, keep me chaste, Mother of God, and guide me to repentance. Thoughtful before the law of former tricks, madly searching for, like the head of the pillar, the cold affairs of each other; You, Pure One, enlighten me with the Divine Spirit. The net, truly, hidden by me, the All-singing one, of pride and the snakes of sins, has 14 power for my feet to stretch out, which, O Good One, like the weaving of a spider, tear apart. Sedalen, first voice. Similar to: Face of an angel: The hope of Christians is not false and well-known, the Giver of mercy, the source of compassion, the key, open the goodness of God, open the door of goodness to everyone, grant the sweets of heaven the entrance to everyone, Lady. Irmos: Let us consider your wise cave, O Mother of God, the faithful: just as the three youths were saved, O exalted One, renew the world, in Thy womb is He wholly praised, God the Father is glorified. Loosen, Pure One, the bonds of my heart, oblivion and cruel ignorance and petrification of the soul and recklessness, to which we are bound, my mother-in-law’s mind cannot achieve the breadth of vision and height of the Divine mind. Ole my passions and movements! Ole of my immeasurable evils! What kind of deeds have I not committed, what sin have I not committed in voluptuousness? You, Pure One, still grant me repentance in my old age. Even in me there is laziness and fierce slumber, Thy vigils to God, I pray, with supplications, Unfilthy One, drive out, and sweetly sing me generously: God is the praiseworthy father and glorified. Alas, soul! How you were not ashamed even more than Ham’s shamelessness, you did not cover the shame of your neighbor by nature and grace, but you inhumanly despised it. Now, in the warmth of the heart of the Otrokovitsa, repent. Irmos: In the cave of the children of Israel, as in a crucible, the goodness of piety, purer than gold, shines, saying: “Bless all the works of the Lord, the Lord, sing and exalt in all eyelids." Having died, the accursed soul, sore through negligence, arise as if from sleep and create a single, inexperienced Mother of God as Intercessor, so that the images of repentance and dispassion will revive you and show you the path. May my all-passionate lusts fall asleep, and the passions of my soul-destroyed dreams in the end, O Mother of God, blot out, may I ever glorify and bless Thee, the only cause of salvation for all. Having committed all kinds of sweetness madly and all my feelings have been coldly desecrated, I resort to You, O Unfiltered One: Lady, intercession of all sinners, deliver from fire and eternal darkness. By sprinkling my tears, O Pure One, wash away the pus and scabs of my soul, having given birth to Christ, healing and bleeding lepers, so that I may hear the voice of desire: “Save yourself by your faith, go to world." Irmos: The image of Your pure Nativity, the burning bush showing the unburnt; and now we pray to extinguish the furious attacks upon us, so that we may unceasingly magnify Thee, Mother of God. Already at the end of my time, Virgin, alas for me, I am burdened with sins, I depart to endless ages to suffer. Even if you gave birth to the Judge, please propitiate me, O Lady. He rejected the laws of God and enslaved himself to the law of sin; he did not bow to the law of the mind, he was damned. Even the laws of nature, hidden in Your honest Christmas, subdue the laws of my flesh. Take away my heavy burden of sins, O All-Immaculate Mother of God, and the light yoke, O Pure One, grant me to bear the Son and Thy God, and pass on the path, leading me to a heavenly destiny. May you show the depth of endless generosity of Your goodness and the compassion of Your Son to everyone and to me who sinned, O All-Singing One, grant me forgiveness and a heavenly home. Stichera, first voice. Similar to: All Praises of the Martyr: Rejoice, purest, animate and luminous chamber of God; Rejoice, inexperienced one; Rejoice, Divine Blood; Rejoice, unbreakable wall; Rejoice, O One who gave birth to God indescribably; Rejoice, Adam’s correction and Eve’s deliverance; Rejoice, power of all the faithful. Rejoice, O fiery throne of God; Rejoice, unfading thorn; Rejoice, only one who has grown over-frozen, fragrant Krin; Rejoice, All-Holy One, for I have been delivered from the first saying; Rejoice, wonderful joy of the universe; Rejoice, praise to all Orthodox. Rejoice, thou most beautiful and fragrant puddle; Rejoice, all-ripe grapevine; Rejoice, fruitful olive tree; Rejoice, peace-loving garden of God; Rejoice, more often than not the mountain that lies beneath; Rejoice, Ever-Virgin, grace-filled heliport. Fill my heart with joy, Pure, as if it were good-hearted, and deliver from tears, Joy as conceived, the only one of the Mother of God, and deliver Thy servant from all evil ones, I pray, may I glorify Thee, yes With love I magnify Thee, who predominates among all. Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on Monday Creation of Saint Joseph the Songwriter Irmos: Christ is born, glorify; Christ from heaven, hide; Christ on earth, ascend. Sing to the Lord, all the earth, and sing with joy, O people, for you have been glorified. Refuge for Christians, correction for those who fall, O All-Immaculate One, purification for those who sin, deliver me from the terrible condemnation and unquenchable fire, give me eternal life. I am kept in despair, thinking about many sins and the Judge’s saying; Lady Theotokos, You be my Divine Intercessor, pacifying Him with Your compassion. One All-Singing Virgin, the Virgin of God who embodied, the Virgin of all, the Intercessor of eternal life, shine upon me the light of repentance, resolving the darkness of my sins. Behold, I have now come running to You, my blood and Divine intercession: show me the unclosed wombs of Your grace, do not be angry, despise me below, do not forsake me, O Virgin, who is perishing. Irmos: First of all ages from the Father to the incorruptible Son begotten, and last from the Virgin to Christ God incarnate without seed, let us cry: Our exalted horn, Holy art thou, Lord. All the prophets of You, Mother of God, preached glorious images, whose reality we see clearly, we believe and ask You to improve the Divine silence. I hung above the widest heavens, having embraced all Gods, and in Your arms I contain all that is Containing, Pure. Moreover, I pray to You: soon free me from the fierce passions that hold me. You are the Champion of those in need and in sorrow, You are the good Manager of those in the storm of life. At the same time, I pray to Ti: Grant Thy help, O Pure Virgin, to Thy servant. Mistress of the world, salvation of the faithful and intercession, even from the depths of my heart my groaning is sent to You and having received tears, do not despise, O All-blameless One: deliver me from many sins and mourn. Irmos: The Rod from the Root of Jesse and the Flower from it, O Christ, from the Virgin you have vegetated, from the mountain, Praiseworthy, you have come from the shaded thickets, incarnated from the Unartful, immaterial and God, Glory to Your power, Lord. The only one who is faithful to You according to God is unshameful hope and intercession of the imams, the Young Lady: with Your prayers we defeat all enemies, visible and invisible, harm and temptations, and let us constantly glorify You. Having cleared my mind from the sight of mud, I am filled with God’s zeal, show God’s words constantly, think God’s thoughts, diligently do things so that I will avoid terrible and eternal torment. You have no other representative and champion on earth and an insurmountable wall, unless You are the only Pure One, Undefiled Mother of God. You are my hope and salvation, protection and help, and forgiveness of sins. Put down the wicked insolence of the enemy and the deceit that is brought upon me, and envelop me with Your fortress, All-blameless, invulnerable, always observing, whole and harmless with Your faith honoring. You are the correction of all those who fall, you are a speedy visit to the weak, and you heal and save the sins of the fallen and the ailing soul, guiding me with your all-powerful hand, Lady. Saving weapons from on high will soon, I pray to You, O Virgin, grant me Your Divine intercession, protection and strength, from below the beginning of the evil one, defeating wickedness, salvation in God I am honored, blessed one. The Chamber of God's Word, Pure, less, the evil worker of the spirits, the deeds of the cold, and these doing their will madly, repentance for the sake of revealing God's dwelling. At the last hour of my exodus and the separation of my soul from the body, show me help and be the Champion, Unfilthy One, driving away the invisible enemies who are present and guiding me to God. Irmos: From the womb of the baby Jonah the sea beast vomited, Jacob was received; the Word entered into the Virgin and received flesh, passing away and preserving incorruptibility; Even though incorruption did not suffer, He who gave birth was preserved unharmed. You are the Door of the Divine Dawn, and the source of Light that never enters, for the fulfillment of every Divinity indescribably dwelt in Your womb, O All-blameless One, Who gave His usual action and light demanding. There is death before Thee, for Thou didst bear Christ's life, granting immortality and Divine intercession to those who believe purely in Him. Pray this, O All-Holy One, to deliver Thy servant from sins. Mira 15 You were a wise friend, the whole earth was fragrant with the fragrance of the Divine, the All-Holy Bride of God. And for the sake of the fragrance of Your prayer, drive away all sorrow and sins from my soul. The fire of sweets burns me fiercely and insults my ever-humble soul, and forces me to do pointless and lawless things. Even the Divine Fire that gave birth, extinguish this and fade away, my salvation, Bride of God. The golden candlestick of the Sun of glory, the white-shaped candle, the Light of the never-setting cloud, burning the Father’s radiance, enlighten the blinded apple of my heart with the incorruptible and Divine dawns enlightenment. Irmos: The youths were co-educated in piety, heedless of evil commands, not afraid of fiery rebuke, but in the midst of the flames standing at the waist: “O God of the Fathers, blessed art thou.” Tick, even as Isaiah the prophet of old saw, You art the Divine Coal of Christ in your womb, scorching all sinful substances and enlightening the souls of the faithful. Like a cloud upon a fleece, who descended into Your womb, the world became incarnate 16 River, Source of goodness, Who read the raindrops, O God of the Fathers, blessed are you. Bride of God, Mary, dissolve the hope and joy of those who sing of You, dissolve the sins of my captives with Your prayers, unite with the union of the love of Christ, the virtuous fruits of my flower-bearing. Raise me, Virgin, from the depths of my cold deeds and tame, Pure One, the excitement of passions, and dissolve the petrification of my heart, and give me a source of tears. Irmos: Draw an image of the miracle of the natural tree-bearing cave: for it is not as if it were acceptable to burn the young ones, as if below the fire of the Divinity of the Virgin, in the lower depths, the womb. Thus let us sing in praise: may all creation bless the Lord and exalt it to all ages. There is no filth in Your goodness, Virgin, for You alone, the All-Immaculate One, have appeared, since the age of virginity illuminating the world with radiance. Thus we cry out to You: let all creation bless the Lord and exalt it to all ages. I will stand for You, the Manna who acquired the Divinity, taking away, the Virgin, the ark, the meal and the candlestick, the throne of God, the chamber and the bridge, leading those who sing to the Divine life: may he bless all creation He exalts the Lord to all ages. Kotva 17, having acquired everything, we entrust our hope to Thee, Mother of God, for our salvation, but be Thy servant a refuge and an unbreakable wall, and direct to those who cry unceasingly: may He bless All creation exalts the Lord and exalts it to all ages. Hear my groaning from the heart, inspire the voice of my weeping, O All-Holy Lady, do not despise the contrition of my damned soul, but grant me the final resolution of sins and joy future blessings, may I glorify Thee throughout all ages. Irmos: The image of Your pure Nativity, the burning bush showing the unburnt; and now we pray to extinguish the furious misfortunes upon us, and we unceasingly magnify Thee, Mother of God. May I joyfully sing with thanksgiving and magnify You in all my life, O Young Lady, deliver me from the mouth of the lion, who roars fiercely and seeks to devour me. Thou hast appeared, the holy chamber and pure Virgin, the chamber of Christ, who truly reigned and ruled all creation before all times. Moreover, cleanse my heart from unclean passions. Tidy up the flesh with wisdom and passions, O Virgin, quench the rumor that resorts to Thy blood, O Mother of God, and the foundation of hope for Thy property, and having been enriched by Divine representation and intercession. I have brought my soul, O Lady, to You and with all my mind I have trusted You, so that I may not be ashamed forever, Your servant; let my enemies laugh at my thoughts, in the hour of departure they will eat me. Rejoice, all-holy church of the All-Holy God; Rejoice, invincible king of insolence, representation of all earthly beings; Rejoice, immeasurable depth, inconceivable height; Rejoice, joy and consolation for those who mourn. Rejoice, Bride of the Most Immaculate Father; Rejoice, Co-Eternal Son of Mother and Virgin; Rejoice, purity of the vessel that opened to Adam Eden; Rejoice, all-bright cloud, warming and covering the faithful. Rejoice, Divine Devil of the Unapproachable Light; Rejoice, prosperous village, frozen Klas; Rejoice, reliable correction for the unfortunate; Rejoice, bridge, lead everyone to life with Your prayers. Various passions overwhelm my humble soul and drag me into the depths of despair; Having preceded me, save me as the Good One, for I have fled to You, your strong and sovereign intercession, so that my petition will not fall away. Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on Tuesday The creation of St. John the Euchaite, also called Mavropod Irmos: Your victorious right hand has been gloriously glorified in the fortress; But the Immortal One, like the Almighty One, has erased the enemy, having made the path of depth new for the Israelites. Fill my mouth, O Pure One, with Divine praise, so that I may sing Your glory, O All-Singing One, and magnify every day the splendor of You who honestly exalted You. Grant me the cry of joy and consolation of the Divine Guilty, the joy and consolation of the Orthodox, Mother of God Lady, joy in the world and Like the animate new sky, the Sun of truth has risen, O Maiden, and you have vegetated, like a verbal and secret paradise, a life-giving tree, we do not die from evil things. She was above the creatures, the Pure One, who embodied God, and I pray: raise me from the passions of putrefaction and lead me to the Divine heights of dispassion. Irmos: The only one who knows the weakness of the human being and mercifully imagines himself in it, girds me with strength from on high, even as I cry to You: Holy is the animated Church of Your ineffable glory, Lover of mankind. Having deified the one nature of men, O All-Immaculate One, from Thy natural Nativity, ask forgiveness of our sins and eternal joy, O Most Holy Virgin, All-Singing. Country, Klas belly, which sprang without seed and flourished uncultivated, has melted away my soul from the grain of the Divine. strengthen the works of God with the bread, and fatten the virtues with oil. From You we will flourish, the color without sin, fragrance all humanity with the 18 Divine world of His nature, co-created with the Father and from You under time, Mary All-Immaculate. The vision of Your eye by an honest angel is good, but by a man it is saving, and fearful of deceit in the spirit; By faith we honor and kiss the Mother of God, and our souls are enlightened. Irmos: Habakkuk saw Thy mountain, overshadowed by the grace of God, perspicacious with his eyes, and proclaimed from Thee to come forth to the Holy One of Israel, for our salvation and renewal. Mount Thee was foreseen by Daniel, who was not cut down, but Habakkuk was overshadowed, and David was brought down; another holy mountain, manifest and fat, all sung, God wills to dwell in it. We know the Divine chamber of the Word of Thee, in Nyuzha the carnally infused new creations, corrupted by passions; Moreover, we honor Thee, the Pure Mother of God, and glorify the One born from You. We understand the Divine Thee and immaculately mirror, as if I receive the radiance of the Divine Dawn, and I have shed this carnally upon the whole world, All Singing, for the salvation of those who sing Thee. The church of You, the most pure of God, the Creator of heaven and all creation, Pure, we also cry out to You: make us churches of the Spirit of God, enriched by Your warm prayer from Him. Irmos: Enlightened by the radiance of Your coming, O Christ, and illuminated by Your Cross the ends of the world, enlighten the hearts of those who sing Thee Orthodoxy with the light of Your God-mind. Heal the soul of my illness, Most Pure One: for you gave birth to our illnesses, healing His suffering with saving and all-honorable, yes Cleanse my cursed soul, defiled by passions, with the hyssop of Thy Divine prayer, O Unfilthy One, giving salvation to that blessed one. I am ready to save You with the help of money-grubbers, for this sake I fall down and cry out with tears: Mother of God, deliver me from the arrows of alien and future torment. You are my strength, You are my praise and joy and my guardian, intercession and refuge and irresistible intercession, for this sake save Your servant. Irmos: The last abyss has passed us by, there is no deliverer, we are counted as sheep of the slaughter, save your people, our God: for you are the strength of the weak and the correction. Having scattered, O Virgin, with your prayers the stacks of my sins with the shovel of the Spirit, cleanse the threshing floor of my heart, keeping away from it every chaff-like thought that is created. See my bitterness, O All-blameless One, whose soul is held in the Egypt of passions, like one who creates the 19th clay of the flesh, soon come and deliver me from dishonorable works. I shake my wombs and come to my senses, the time of my belly is ending in vain and I always stumble and add wounds and ulcers to my wounds. Now draw near, soul, the end, draw near; Put away all the darkness and cruel nights and put on the armor of light, and walk as in the days doing good things. This Mysterious Day was shown by you, O Virgin, the Sun of Christ, shining forth to everyone in the darkness of ignorance, O Bride of God. Moreover, having all been enlightened by You, we bless You according to duty, like the guilt of the people of creation 20. Irmos: To you, the wise cave, Mother of God, let us consider the faithfulness: just as the three youths saved, O exalted One, renew the world, in Your womb He is entirely, the praised Father God is glorified. Bright Lord of the drawing, rejoice, O All-Wonderful, Pure One; Rejoice, wall of the faithful; Rejoice, ladder, leading into the Divine peace those who sweetly sing of Thy Nativity: God is the praiseworthy father and glorified. The sky cannot contain it; you have embraced it, as the broadest of the heavens, O Mother of God, the verbal heaven and the animate, who created the heavens, I command the one God, the fertilizer of heaven and earth. May God be man, God incarnate from You, pray diligently, O All-Impeccable One, to be saved by Your servant from the slander of strangers, and from the fierce flames of Gehenna and all sorrow. There is laziness in me, O Lady, and a heavy slumber, vigilant to Thy God, I pray, with prayers, Undefiled, ousted, and praising me generously: God is the praiseworthy father and glorified. Irmos: In the cave, the children of Israel, as in a crucible, sparkled with the goodness of piety, purer than gold, saying: “Bless all the works of the Lord, the Lord, sing and exalt in all eyelids." As from the root of Jesse, having worn out the Color, the Mother of God, the unfading of Christ, for this reason I pray: take away all the roots of my passion from the root of thorns, and plant the Divine fear in me, O Youth. Like I am red, like I am fertilized, like I am the Immaculate Virgin, like the chosen Bride, like the Pure Virgin Youth, like the undefiled and we sing Your holy praises and worship the Blessed One for all ages. To you is a wall, and a refuge, and a ladder that leads men to heights, O Virgin Mariam, seeing, we cry: bless, all the works of the Lord, the Lord, sing and exalt to all ages. Holy and chosen land, under the veil of unbelief, the veil of doubtful thoughts, no one steps on the nose, show my earthly mind the cares that exceed, and bless me with the earth of the meek. Irmos: The image of Your pure Nativity, the burning bush showing the unburnt; and now we pray to extinguish the furious misfortunes upon us, and we unceasingly magnify Thee, Mother of God. The Mountain of God, the All-Holy, the right hand of the Presiding Lord, has led me astray in the ruinous mountains, but I have been torn away by rapids and abysses; having sought, guide me to the mountain of virtues. The bride is already prepared and the bridal chamber is decorated, and they enter with joy having observed uncorrupted purity, but I alone, Mother of God, will go into darkness. I rejected the laws of God and enslaved myself to the law of sin, disobeying the law, damned; laws of hidden nature in In honor of Your Christmas, subdue the laws of my flesh. May You show the depth of immeasurable generosity of Your goodness and compassion to Your Son, O All-Singing One, and grant me, more than all, the one who has sinned, forgiveness and a heavenly home. Stichera, first voice. Similar to: Praises of the martyr: Rejoice, city of God animated; Rejoice, Mother Devo; Rejoice, Paradise, life of the Tree in the midst of the vegetation, Christ the Life-Giver and Lord, Whom we begged with Your mother's prayers to deliver Your servant from troubles. Rejoice, O protection of God, O unfathomable mountain, seen just south of Habakkuk; Rejoice, much-desired kindness, Mother of God; Rejoice, Divine Table, Bearer of Heavenly Bread, Christ the Lord, Whom Thy servant prayed to deliver from all bitterness. Rejoice, chamber of the Word of God, All-Immaculate One, who infused all the earth and renewed all that had decayed; Rejoice, the class of life that grew without seed, the All-Singing Mother of God, Who now beseech Him to nourish my soul with bread for virtuous deeds, I pray. Many are overwhelmed by fierce evils, Bride of God, various sorrows and wounds, the abyss of troubles now covers Your servant, Unclean One, to whom shall I resort, damned one? Just to You, Most Compassionate: by Your mercy, O Lady, have mercy on me and save me through Your prayers. Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on Wednesday The work of Photius, His Holiness Patriarch of Constantinople, his borderline: the first prayer to the All-Pure Virgin of Photios Irmos: Your victorious right hand has been gloriously glorified in the fortress: that, Immortality, like the omnipotent one, has erased the enemy, having remade the path of depth for the Israelites. Door of the Light of the wise, open the doors of repentance for me, and enlighten my mind, drive away the dark darkness of sin and passions, All-Immaculate One. Deliver my soul, O Good One, from the violence of the fierce serpent, with the milk of this passion, bringing down into destruction a pit of evil flattery. For it is better than the mind that the Intercessor, the Most Pure One, is a human being, intercessor for her and me for eternal salvation and for joy. Who, by Your will, created the power of the Deity, the Word Co-existent, This, the Undefiled One, You contained in Your womb, embodied for the benefit of all earthly beings. Irmos: The only one who knows the weakness of the human being and mercifully imagines it, girds me with strength from on high, even as I cry to You: Holy is the animated Church of Your ineffable glory, O Lover of Mankind. Our protection and deliverance, the wall and power of those who praise Thee, the Many-sung One, from all sorrows and the circumstances of everyday life, who keep me, as I glorify Thee. Mistress of the Good world, the only Generous Lover, possessing the depths of goodness and incarnate from Your all-immaculate blood, beg you to show mercy to me, who contain the wicked immeasurably. Having much compassion and a generous belly and more than a mind of goodness, shine upon me, All-Immaculate One, show me flowing to You, and grant forgiveness of my countless sins. Your womb has truly appeared, O Ever-Virgin Mary, expanding the heavens, containing the King and Creator of all things, beyond all creation, by the power of His Divinity. Irmos: Habakkuk, the perspicacious Habakkuk, saw Thy mountain, overshadowed by the grace of God, and proclaimed the Holy One from You to come forth from You to the Holy One, for our salvation and renewal. Save me, Unartful Virgin, save me, and do not despise me, O Good One, I am offended by fierce pleasures and passions, and by foul thoughts and filled with deceit, and by demonic oppressions. Like a prayer book, I come, Unfilthy One, and cry out from a warm and painful soul: have mercy on me and deliver the fire of eternal torment to God with Your immaculate prayers. My flesh is exhausted, but my soul is weakened by the strong mania of Thy, Honest Lady, with the power of renewing, this beneficial healing, giving the will of God to every action. The greatness and all-honorable mystery of God’s innermost council is in You all-truly, Pure One, appearing as a being inconceivable to all creation, in Your womb He Himself was contained. Irmos: Enlightened by the radiance of Your coming, O Christ, and illuminated by Your Cross the ends of the world, enlighten the hearts with the light of Your God-mind of those who sing Thee Orthodoxy. Golden candlestick, having the Divine Candle, having dispersed the darkness of my passions, kindled the flame of Divine zeal in my heart, Mother of God. Break away the multi-braided tricks and deceits of the flattering serpent, O Virgin, who plot against your servant with wickedness and attempt to kill me. Incredulous at all human help, I flowed to Your speedy intercession, O Unfilthy One, with reverence: Thy providence and favor favor me. The laws of Thee and the hay are presented to the image of the Pure Mother of God of old, but we, having brought these things into existence, unceasingly sing the praises of Thee. Irmos: The last abyss has passed us by, there is no deliverer, we are counted as sheep of the slaughter, save your people, our God: for you are the strength of the weak and the correction. O Lord, the All-Holy One, with your prayers cleanse my soul, body and mind from unclean deeds and stale thoughts, and from the One born of You, create a church for me. Feed me into mental silence, taming the storm and confusion of my passions and driving away anxiety from sweets, giving birth to the Divine Silence. Through the waters of Your mystical prayers, fill my heart with the heat of sins, O Good One, and show me fruitfully God-loving and God-pleasing words and deeds. For you are Pure and All-blameless, You received the incorruptible Word in Your womb, and You gave birth to this for the deliverance of earthly creatures from the forefather of condemnation. Without seed, you alone conceived Christ, a miracle beyond your wits: what kind of Virgin are you and Mother? At the same time, we bow down to Theotokos and glorify You: You gave birth to the King of Glory, Whom we pray to pacify the world and save our souls. With much faith and love I come to Your Divine protection, O Pure One; You will be my refuge, You will be my purifier, You will deliver me from sorrows, misfortunes and temptations, Mother of God, from illnesses and bitterness. East of the Sun, Lady, wise and merciful, I will dawn with the all-bright Divine prayer of Yours, enlighten the dawn of my repentance, driving out the dark darkness of my passions and falls. Deliver us, who praise Thee, from the violence of the enemy, who madly seeks our destruction, and put away this wickedness, O All-blameless One, and darken all his cunning by Thy power. The Throne of God and the palace are animated, Mother of God, having seen Your faithfulness, we truly cry out in faith: save Thy servant from all circumstances, for we always bless You, O Pure One, and worship To you. Irmos: In the cave, the children of Israel, as in a crucible, sparkled with the goodness of piety, purer than gold, saying: “Bless all the works of the Lord, the Lord, sing and exalt in all eyelids." Place on a rock the sunrises of my soul, in the comfort of God’s love, and save it from passions, 21 O Mother of God, may I sing and glorify You faithfully with a strong heart eyelids. 22 We have lived, O Lady, with the strength of our hearts, Your strength in the passions, girding and keeping harmless from these restraints and bitter torment, so that I may glorify You ever with praise. Oh, Virgo, Honest Lady, my soul, according to the Scriptures, clings to You 23; For this reason, stretch out Your undefiled right hand and intercede for me in everyone, covering me, providing me, and making me worthy of eternal joy. The luminous village of God appeared to you, O Mother of God, and the honest chamber is animated and pure, and the throne is fiery, unbearable to the unbearable Being of God; At the same time, we glorify You and glorify You forever. Irmos: The image of Your pure Nativity, the burning bush showing the unburnt; and now we pray to extinguish the furious misfortunes upon us, and we unceasingly magnify Thee, Mother of God. Thou hast appeared the dawn of purity, surpassing all creation, the All-Immaculate One, but accept me, having darkened the soul and body with filthiness more than any other person, and with Thy prayers cleanse. Through the Divine paths of repentance, lead my soul back from the path that leads to death and truly eternal destruction, Mary the Mother of God, purification of sinners. How much have you rejected me, the light of my eyes and the joy of my heart, and the temptations you have endured? But be generous and save from all those who offend, sorrowful and consolation. We reverently offer a hymn to Your seedless Nativity by You, the Most Pure Lady of all, and we unceasingly glorify You, praying to relieve the torment of those who honor You with the Orthodox faith honoring. Rejoice, fat and god-passable city; Rejoice, verbose miracle of angels, fortress of martyrs; Rejoice, pure beauty of the priests and poor treasure of the poor; Rejoice, you who honor Thee gloriously. Rejoice, royal power and unshakable pillar; Rejoice, glory to the faithful, Virgin Mary, correction of those who fall; Rejoice, Pure One, you have given birth to the hope of all without the devil and ignorance of all. Rejoice, brightest star of the heavenly circle, connecting everything, like the stars, your children together, Orthodox Christians, and like the dear Mother, covering and warming these, and heavenly abodes. Who is the story, O Virgin, of Your miracles? Even the angels cannot see it; you carried it like a cherubic throne. Ask this, Most Pure One, so that on the next terrible day everyone will be freed from torment. Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on Thursday Creation of Saint Andrew of Crete Irmos: Let us all sing a victorious song to God, who performed wondrous miracles with his high arm and saved Israel, as if he were glorified. We will bring a prayer song to the Mother of God, Vernia, asking for cleansing of our sins, and deliverance from the enemy, and salvation for souls. Having given birth to the mercy of the Abyss, have mercy, have mercy on my weakness, O God-pleased One, and guide me towards the light of tenderness. I ascended, accursed, by opinion, exalted by wisdom and into the abyss of the falls of sins: with repentance, Unclean One, correct me again. Bearing the number of countless sins aggravated, I fall to You, Pure One: show me warmly repentant and make me a merciful Judge, Lady. Irmos: May my heart be established in Thy will, O Christ God, who established the second heaven above the waters, and founded the earth on the waters, Omnipotent. I am the only one who has sinned above all other people, and for this reason I cry to You, All-Immaculate Lady: help Your servant to receive forgiveness. Weighed down by passions and overwhelmed by anxiety, the flattering wise one creeps to delight me, but deliver me, O Good One, and lead me to the light of repentance. I, the All-Holy Virgin, am an evil tree, alas, and barren; Give me good and divine fruit, and fill me with Christ’s grace and sweetness. Show me the path of salvation, from which Thy unworthy servant, O Good One, will inherit the Kingdom of Heaven, and I will hear the song of the Trisagion, rejoicing. Irmos: “I heard, O Lord, Thy hearing and feared, understanding Thy works,” the prophet said, “and I glorified Thy power.” Mental passions, like giants, provide three ways to escape me: despondency, oblivion and ignorance. But You, Bride of God, my Helper, overthrow these. I ended my life with dazed wisdom and exalted meaning, but You, Mother of God, grant me humility and save me. Having been defiled by fornication, my soul became the abode of demons, accursed: Most Pure Mother, cleanse me. All-Holy Bride of God, consolation of the offended, refuge of men, confirmation of the faithful, save me, Thy servant, I pray. Irmos: Give us Your peace, Son of God, for do we not know another god to You, we call Your name, for You are the God of the living and the dead. With sharp forgiveness for the sake of virtue, let me tread lightly, O Virgin, so that I may tame my passions and see a quiet haven of dispassion. We are rich in You as our only refuge, O Pure One, all those who have angered God with evil and are aggravated by sins, so that through Your prayers to Him we may be cleansed. With prayers and prayers, sometimes Nineveh was merciful to her, the only Lover of Mankind, who acted in repentance, and I, Mother of God, now resort to You. He who has corrupted the Divine robe of baptism, is not as if I am all-unclean. Moreover, I cry to You: do not despise me, but save the incapable servant. Irmos: Imitating the Prophet Jonah, I cry: my life, O Blessed One, free me from aphids, and save me, Savior of the world, calling: glory to Thee. I do not cut off the guilt of passions and seek dispassion in prayers, O All-Singing One: deliver me from my petrification and save me. I have truly surpassed the Sodomites, and I am afraid, lest fire consume me there, Bride of God: overcome this temptation and save me. I groan, tremble and cry out: do not despise me, Pure One, who has completely fallen into a fierce passion, but be generous and lead me to repentance. Living and protecting me ever, delivering me from temptations, proceeding from the earth to eternal life, guide me, Mother Virgins, with Your goodness. Grant me, O Pure One, a current of tenderness, a copious and rich shedding of tears, which has exuded an abyss of goodness and generosity, who has resisted the flood of evil, who has quenched the Phoenician passions of my current and disorderly looking. Irmos: The cave, Savior, was watered, but the youths, rejoicing, said: “Blessed are you, God our father.” We are the cloud of You, Bride of God, the Sun of glory, the light-guide of all my sins. Having dried up the gardens, O God-ignorant One, of my thoughts and placeless deeds, create the fruits of virtue that will ever vegetate for me. I am naked of the virtues of clothing and am running away from the bridal chamber; You who gave birth to Christ, clothe me into incorruption. My conscience from within never ceases to hurt me, O Virgin, but I was changed by Your quick intercession. How sad are you, O damned soul, how have you consigned your cold affairs to oblivion? Rot this Mother of God, may she intercede with Him who was born of Neya. I am like Ishmael of old, who annoys himself like another Isaac, for this reason I am expelled from the house of Abraham, a place on high. Alienated from his heavenly fatherland, citizens and robbers came to strangers, poisonous food more alien to herds of swine; You, O Mother of God, save me as a prodigal. I destroyed the seals of purity without cold; Having given birth to Christ the Planter, create purity for the rest of my life, O Mother of God. Irmos: Light-bringing cloud, the most venerable Lord, like rain from heaven on the fleece that came down, and incarnate for our sake, having become Man, the Beginningless, we magnify all, like the Pure Mother of our God. Abraham was honored to see God, through love of hospitable people, as if it were not a duty, 24 having labored, but through stinginess and strange hatred, I was worthily cast into Gehenna, but You, Mother of God, save me of the torment there. With streams of tears, the harlot has pitifully washed Christ’s unfilthy feet, and you will quickly find a solution to your sins; but I, Pure One, falling down upon You, with all my heart I ask you to relieve the groaning and passions me. I entrust my mind, soul and body and my other feelings to You, All-Immaculate One: keep this unharmed from the arrows of the evil one, and grant me tenderness even when I cry over the passions that befall me, I am lazy and live safely. From laziness into oblivion, into fearlessness from oblivion, from fearlessness into the depths of sin, I cry to You, Mother of God: stretch out your hand to me and save me, as Your Son saved Peter from the bitter sea. Rejoice, chariot of God; Rejoice, Queen of all; Rejoice, Lady of creation; Rejoice, vine that gave birth to the Cluster, pour out the wine, making glad through faith those who sing, magnify and honor Thee, the All-Singing One, as the Mother of Christ our God. Rejoice, Divine Village of Christ; Rejoice, Most Blessed One; Rejoice, all-wonderful Lady; Rejoice, who gave birth to the immaculate Taurus, unmarried youth, Christ the Life-Giver and Lord, whom you now pray with Your mother’s prayers to deliver Your servant from troubles. Rejoice, book animated by God, bearing the All-Holy Word written; Rejoice, unburnt bush; Rejoice, Virgin, all-bright cloud of Christ, the intelligent being of the 25 Sun who rose up as man; Rejoice, Undefiled, ready to help the ill-fated. Heal my soul, which is sick with the most cunning passions, O All-Singing One, as you who gave birth to the Doctor and Savior of all, who heals every disease, the devil’s evil, and the death of us who have betrayed us. Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on Friday The creation of Saint John of Damascus, as seen in the last Virgin Mary Joys of wine, grace my mind, and with Your light shine, Pure, soul and meaning, as if I joyfully cry out with the Archangel a song of thanksgiving, Delighted. The divine all-golden stem, containing Manna within, let us sing with the light of truth, “Rejoice” to Thee crying out: Rejoice, end of hope and salvation of those who sing Thee. Cloud, rejoice, all-bright, faithful one of autumn; candlestick, rejoice, seven-bright one, like the prophet of old, you saw thee, carrying the Holy Spirit in your soul, O All-Pure One. Strength, O Virgin, and strengthening and praise be for me, Thy servant, now that I have fallen into many different sorrows and temptations; Quiet the rumor, my hope, joy and gladness. Rejoice, O Thou who surpassest all the bodiless powers; Rejoice, Unbrided Virgin, who without seed gave birth to Christ God, to whom we sing: our exalted horn, holy art thou, Lord. Rejoice, diadially honest king of the pious; Rejoice, Divine martyrs, fortress and fiery throne of Christ God, to whom we sing: our exalted horn, holy art thou, Lord. Many sins and troubles plunge me into despair, but direct Thy all-powerful grace into the haven of consolation and cheerful refuge, as if I always sing to Thee, the All-Singing One. Oh, more than Your mind and unspeakable miracles, Bride of God! Just as you are a virgin, having given birth to the Word of the Father and the Divine Spirit, to Him we sing unceasingly faithful songs: Holy art Thou, Lord. Irmos: The rod from the root of Jesse, and the Color from it, O Christ, from the Virgin, you grew cold, from the mountain, the Praiseworthy, the shaded thicket, you came incarnate from the Unartful, immaterial and God, Glory to Your power, Lord. Rejoice, fertilizer for reverent priests and saints; righteous, rejoice, joy and martyr praise; Rejoice, the elders who cried with the rod and the fortress: Glory to Your power, Lord. Rejoice, verbal Dove, bearing the end of unbelief and mysteriously drawing to the Divine faith even in the darkness of ignorance, the Virgin, held, now crying out truly: glory Your power, Lord. With the rod of Thy Divine mania, I opened my damp heart, poured out springs and rivers of tears, O Mother of God, so that those who were washed from the filth of sin would be lightly He will appear to Your Son. Arise, wretched soul, and cry out from the depths of your evils to our only God: I have sinned, O Savior, but having spared me, I have saved You, Who gave birth to You without courage, with prayers, and to the elect, as you are Good, compare. Irmos: The God of peace, the Father of generosity, the Great Council of Your Angel, the giver of peace, sent you to us. Thus, being guided by the wisdom of God towards the light, from the night, morning, let us glorify Thee, O Lover of Mankind. Behold, we “Rejoice” to You, crying out: Rejoice, fiery throne of the Most High and door of salvation for us earthly creatures; Rejoice, delight of the universe, O Virgin, and Divine protection and safe refuge. The ladder that Jacob sometimes saw, raising people from the earth to the glory of heaven, truly You are, Mary of All Queens. In the same way, “Rejoice,” we cry out in gratitude, save us through Your Christmas. Protection of the world and joy of all, who soon precedes and saves, protect us even now, O Pure Bride of God, who call upon You ever in the situation of intercession for no one else according to God. The church, like the essence of light, is visible to the Lord of all and the dwelling, the church and the den of thieves, once cleansed and enlightened me, and brought me inside the bridal chamber, the All-Immaculate Virgin. Irmos: From the womb of the baby Jonah the sea beast vomited and took Jacob; the Word entered into the Virgin and received flesh, passing away and preserving incorruptibility; Even though incorruption did not suffer, keep the one who gave birth unharmed. Rejoice, source of light and inexhaustibility, from which the bright and purest and ever-animal flowing water will give drink to the thirsty and irrigate those who were held in ancient times with the flame of sins, and in Introduces divine joy, Lady. Rejoice, inexhaustible river of God, truly filled with many waters, whereby all creation is watered, praising Thee, and all who hold the flames of the fire and thirst for the resurrection of the currents rejoice in their hearts. My bright light, Lord’s palace, be, I will fall into the multitude of fierce ones and sleep in every way under the influence of ignorance, and I seek Your Divine help. Have you no other intercession for Your servant, O Lady? The New Heaven appeared brighter: for Thou shalt shine forth more than words and thoughts, the great and never-setting Sun, the godless night, O All-Holy One, resolved. Meanwhile, all creation rejoices and rejoices, and “Rejoice” cries out to You incessantly. Virgin truly before Christmas, Virgin, Virgin indeed and at Christmas you are; You are the Ever-Virgin Virgin and remained after the Nativity, and we confess You as a Virgin, O Virgin, and we trust in You, O Virgin, to be saved, praise to the virgins. Irmos: The fathers were educated in piety, heedless of the evil command, not afraid of the fiery rebuke, but standing in the midst of the flames, saying: “O God of the Fathers, blessed art thou.” Rejoice, O Conceiving God, reliable correction for the ill-fated; Rejoice, strong presence of kings and power, and well-known intercession of those who cry: Father God, blessed art thou. Rejoice, Mother of God, who with your light illuminated the universe, darkened by sin, and who through faith made clear to those who sing: O God of the fathers, blessed art thou. Like rain falling on the fleece, in Thy womb the world is embodied 26 River, Source of goodness, Who counteth the raindrops: O God of the Fathers, blessed art thou. The only one who gave birth to the Savior, incarnate more than the mind, is possessed by the fierce temptations of me and is in misery, Pure, free, and singing of salvation: Father God, blessed art thou. Irmos: Depict the image of the miracle of the natural dew-bearing cave: for it is not as if it were burning the young ones, as if below the fire of the Deity of the Virgin, in the lower depths, the womb. Thus let us sing in praise: may all creation bless the Lord and exalt it to all ages. Rejoice, One of the hosts above all, O All-Immaculate Virgin; Rejoice, Most Wonderful; Rejoice, protection of earthly beings; Rejoice, bridge, leading men to immortal life, singing: may all creation bless the Lord and exalt it to all ages. Rejoice, Virgin Mother, Light of the Unapproachable Divine Dwelling; Rejoice, fertile land, the Divine Claus, which has truly grown and nourished all things, to Him we all cry: may all creation bless the Lord and exalt it to all ages. This is the end of the natural miracle: the Virgin gives birth to Man, who was the Creator of all, co-eternal with the Father and the Spirit, to whom we all joyfully call: let all creation bless the Lord and exalt it to all ages. Desiring to save, as the Benefactor, human nature, Who created all things through the Word of all things, brought me, all of me, united from the Virgin, the incarnate Presence, to Him we all playfully call: bless All creation exalts the Lord and exalts it to all ages. Irmos: The image of Your pure Nativity, the burning bush showing the unburnt; and now we pray to extinguish the roaring attacks on us, so that we may unceasingly magnify You, Mother of God. Rejoice, Mother of all Kings; Rejoice, worldly joy of wine, All-Pure; Rejoice, figurative Heifer, bearing the Taurus Jesus, the Savior and the Lord; Rejoice, friend of the Light; Rejoice, purification of sinners. Rejoice, fertilizer for all; Rejoice, mite, bearing the Divine Coal; Rejoice, light-gilded Tsar's purple robe; Rejoice, you kept the laws of God; Rejoice, for the prophetic prophecies have now come to an end. Rejoice, starry sky, overspread with virtues and luminosities; Rejoice, Queen, standing at the right hand of Your Lord, wearing an honest and adorned robe, as David cried out to You. Rejoice, verbal paradise, the tree of the belly in the midst of Christ, who vegetated, who destroyed the first tree of the bitterness, who sweetened the decay of ancient times, and who showed me the partakers of the Divine life. Rejoice, Light in the cloud and pillar of fire, wisely leading Israel into worthy peace; Virgin, rejoice, Adam’s pure correction and the abundance of Eve’s tears; Rejoice, peace be with you. Rejoice, mite, bearing the Divine Coal; Rejoice, indestructible wall of the Church; faithful, rejoice, O power; Rejoice, purification of men to God; Rejoice, bridge, lead those who sing to Thee, Bride of God, to the Belly. Rejoice, Mother of all the Kings; Rejoice, Queen of worldly queens, Mother of God Mary; Rejoice, quick healing and deliverance for the weak; Rejoice, sweetness, like the paradise in Eden that is beyond comparison. May my darkened soul be illuminated with the incorruptible dawns of the Divine Spirit, and the total darkness be eradicated, and I may always dwell in the light of the saints with joy, O Mother of God, a blessing. The creation of Mitrofan, Metropolitan of Smyrna, whose octoechus is trinity, its borderline: Mitrofan to the sweet-singing Thee, Lady Theotokos Irmos: In the depths of the bed, sometimes, the Pharaonic all-army is a pre-armed force, but the incarnate Word consumed all-evil sin; Glorified Lord, gloriously glorified. Imagining from You, even for us, the Unevening Sun, showing You the brightest verbal sky in reality, also deliver me from the passions of darkness, so that I may sing the love of You, the only Mother of the Virgin. Source of Christ's mercy, O All-Holy One, who gave birth and opened the Eden to man, open the gates of Thy mercy to me, O Theotokos, and grant forgiveness to sinners, Lady of the world. I am a smart tick, I carry coal and cleanse the nature of people, I pray to You, Lady, to remove the filth of the sins of my marriages and the passions that confuse me with Your prayers. Break away my sins, captives, all refuge, Your Son and God, begging, and cast down, Ever-Virgin, the sin that torments me, so that I honor You, we will always be saved, All-Singing One. Irmos: Having established me on the rock of faith, you enlarged my mouth against my enemies, for my spirit rejoiced, always singing: none is holy like our God, and none is righteous more than Thee, O Lord. Drive away the darkness of my passions and darkness with the dawn of Your prayers, and enlighten me, O All-Pure One; For you gave birth, having risen before the Lucifer of Christ, from the Sun the Sun never sets, O Lady. The weapon that burns the sins and passions of my soul, O Virgin, awaken, and show me that another paradise is hated, and we keep it from You, and bring flowers of the Spirit. By Your Nativity You have restored the tabernacle of the fallen and crushed David, Your forefather, Mother of God; Likewise, raise up me, Your servant, who has been crushed by passions and sins. Heal my soul, which is ailing from demons with slander and laziness, and give tears of repentance to my heart, and of my Lord, plant Thy fear in it, O All-Immaculate One. Irmos: I sing to You, with my ears, Lord, I heard and was horrified, because you came to me, looking for me who had gone astray. Thus I glorify Your condescension upon me, O Most Merciful One. Kvass 27 of human nature is unclean and holy. Thou art, Mother of God, from Whom we receive the mixture, Who created it; and wash me of the feces of passions, and cleanse the filth of my sins. Loosen the captives of my passions and break the snares of sins, O Lady, Thy prayers with the sword, as she who gave birth to Christ, granted deliverance to those in the bonds of hell. Heal with Thy prayers, O Lady, and with duty and oil, my soul’s ulcers and sinful wounds now, Pure One, heal, as She gave birth to our God-begotten nature Help. From all those who were good and evil, I surpassed in many ways everything that was ancient and fallen now; Moreover, fertilize me with the first and from the second, Bavi, Bride of God. Irmos: Enlightenment in the darkness of those who lie, salvation of the desperate, Christ my Savior, to You in the morning, King of the world, enlighten me with Your radiance; I don’t know any other God for You. From the ancient oath you delivered the world, O Lady, blessing to the world, having given birth to Christ, deliver me from placeless thoughts and from all sorrows, for the essence of the faithful is one fun. A fierce storm of evil spirits disturbs my thoughts with its aspirations; Quickly foreshadow and calm this, all creatures who gave birth to the one Provider, Christ is omnipotent. Enlighten the light of repentance for me, in the darkness of destruction, and give a helping hand to those who are lying down, and with your prayers, raise up, Mother of God, to create God’s justification. A regiment of demons will surround the city of my soul and will attempt to devastate it; Glorified city of the All-Tsar, enshrine the pillars of Your prayers and save me, O Lady. Irmos: Lying in the abyss of sin, I call upon the unsearchable abyss of Thy mercy: from aphids, O God, lift me up. For the one who gave birth to eternal life, the death of my soul, raised up from my body, through your prayers, O All-blameless one, put to death. Instruct me in obstinate paths to the right path, the path of the womb-carrying belly, Christ and our God. The misanthropic serpent, tempting me, catches me, O Lady, but abolish this, as you gave birth to the head of the serpents who crushed. Swimming through the abyss of life, I fall into waves of immeasurable sorrows; Even the Helmsman who gave birth to everyone, O All-Holy One, help me. Sedalen, voice two. Similar to: Vyshnyaya isk: To You, Unfilthy One, we surely cry out for many misfortunes and deliverance for sins: the Imams are no other Comforters, compassionate, kind, gracious, giving salvation to the souls of all. Irmos: I serve the golden image in the field of Deira, three of your youths, heedless of the godless command, in the midst of the casting fire, watering my waist: “Blessed are you, O Father God ours." Thy clever door having led away the East, appearing from heaven, for Thy servant to take me into heaven, I pray to Thee, Virgin; Also, accept me, O Lady, give me light and guide me. The source of enlightenment, rushing from the paradise of words, the whole earth will water the face, the sweets are immaterial, the grace of the Holy Spirit, All-pure, is from You, who grants me also to receive abundantly. The fleece of Gideon sometimes Thy womb, O All-Singing One, manifest, receiving the heavenly dew, watering all with thirst for those held by sin; Blessed are you, who gave birth to God in the flesh. On the cross, Christ, Your Son, nailed by will, exposed the beginnings of darkness and the destructive power of death; Moreover, the All-Holy Lady, passionately mortified my flesh. Irmos: About the likeness of gold, the carelessly blessed youth, who saw the unchanging and living image of God, sang in the middle of the fire: “Let all creation sing to the Lord and exalt it to all ages.” Give my weary heart water to drink with streams of animal waters like the flames of sin, O Mother of God, who always watches over me in tenderness, singing sweetly with faith: let all creation sing to the Lord and exalt it to all ages. Undefiled Lamb, unskilled and imperishable Virgin Bride of God, red Youth, even a well-fed Taurus, who gave birth without a husband, lighten, take away from my soul the heavy chain and the yoke of sin. God-made Tabernacle, Holy Being of Holies, who showed the ancient tabernacle the image of the Great Bishop within, my heart, Mother of God, show the tabernacle to the holy Most High King Christ. I was cut off from Thy womb, O Lady, as from a mountain, an honorable stone, and a pillar of all delights, as the Almighty, the only All-Powerful One crushed; therefore now, O All-Immaculate One, consume the images of the passions of my soul, crushing the mental enemies of the limbs 28. Irmos: I, before the sun, the Lamp of God, who arose, came to us carnally, from the side of the Maiden indescribably embodied, Blessed All-Singing, We magnify Thee, Mother of God. Whom the incorporeal being, like God Who created, from You, Holy Maiden, became incarnate; Moreover, from the raising of bodily passions and the wisdom of the carnal prayer book by Your prayers. The truth of the Sun, the Virgin, Christ, has risen and the brightest sky has appeared; Moreover, destroy the night of passion with Your rays, and enlighten my soul, and clarify my heart. The council of the righteous, in the voice of joy, will then infuse me with unworthy grace, despising the multitude of my evils, as the one who nourished the earth’s sin with milk. Judge, Mother of God Mary, and judge this fierce adversary, and deliver me from this vengeance: for you gave birth to the Judge of the Good and the Righteous One, Who also condemned death in the merilekh of the Divinity. You ruined Eve's sorrow, having given birth to Adam Novato, Whose nature Adamle first created is; Likewise, tear up the handwriting of my sins and free me from temptations, passions and sorrows. Stichera, second voice. Similar: Ever from the tree: Rejoice, Mother and Virgin of the Most High God, and protection of those who resort to You; Rejoice, Archangel of all, Pure Queen; Rejoice, Lady, who possesses the heavenly and earthly as one, as the Queen truly; Rejoice, horn of kings; All the faithful, Rejoice, glory and refuge for Christians. Rejoice, mysteries of the terrible and misunderstood, Virgin, Divine manifestation; Rejoice, all-golden one; Rejoice, all-sweet paradise; Adamova, Rejoice, Daughter and Maker of my Mother, Unartificed, Blessed, Pure; Rejoice, who have come to You for praise and an unbreakable wall; Rejoice, consolation to those who are insulted. Rejoice, precious stone of God, preeminent of all precious stones; Rejoice, most serene King Christ the Bead; Rejoice, animated vessel shining with stone and gold, Undefiled Mother of God; Rejoice, most valuable utensil of the Holy Spirit, most honest, Virgin, Most Honest. Come, wretched soul, fall down upon the Mother of Thy Christ, shedding tears of warmth, the resolution of thy sins and fierce torments 29 asking and crying: O All-Immaculate Youth, advance and deliver me from all torment, all rebuke is soul-destroying, all anxiety and illness and from enemies who fight me in vain. The creation of John the Euchaite Irmos: In the depths of the bed, sometimes, the Pharaonic all-army is a re-armed power, but the Word incarnate consumed all-evil sin; Most glorified Lord, gloriously glorified. Thou hast sinned more than any verbal nature, even surpassing the rank of angels in holiness and honesty and purity of mind, save me, O Virgin, that I may honor Thee, O All-Singing One. The green excitement of passion, the winds of evil spirits, overwhelm me, O Youth of the Unartificed; Repentance is the guiding helm, and the resting haven is directed toward dispassion. Cleanse the leper's mind and soul, O Lady, as Thy Son cleansed the leper, saying, “I will, that I may be cleansed,” commanded me, for all Thy words obey, Who gave birth to the Word to the Father. Consubstantial. Be the woodcutter, Lady, cleansing my prophetic and frozen heart, and plucking and cutting out from the roots, and burning thorn-bearing and deadly sins with the Divine fire mine. Through man's living door of salvation, open for me the gates of righteousness and the door of repentance, so that by those who have entered, I will bring confession and praise to my Lord. I signify me and mark my soul with the image of Your blood on my forehead, so that I may flee from the face of the onion of the all-destroying one, lest I be torn to pieces by the unnamed sheep. The image of Your Son is buried, the ruined coin of the King, the Virgin, having sought and found, cleansed and shook off the dust and dust in it of passions. With the weapon of sin that wounded me, She, the Mother of God, poured out the wounds, the weapons with which they perforated the side of Thy Son, and pierced, and in the end crushed and cut. Irmos: You came from the Virgin, neither an intercessor nor an angel, but the Lord Himself, who became incarnate, and you saved me as a man. To these I call Thee: glory to Thy power, O Lord. In sorrows we are rich in You, O Virgin, in consolation, in sorrows in consolation, in temptations in admonition, help and protection, ready salvation and intercession. Having given birth to the Commander of mercy, not wanting the death of sinners, but delighting most in their repentance, guide me towards repentance. Heal the contrition of the foremother of Eve, from the Mother of God of our Lady you came, O Master who loves mankind, heal her contrition even in me with your words. Groaning day and night always, and crying with sobs, and sprinkling tears, give generously, O Lady, and comfort the invisible with Your mania. A river of the graces of God, fill my eyes with tears and my soul, Mother of God, water the waterless fields and the barren reins, so that their fruits may multiply. Into Thy hand, O Virgin, the lot of my soul, take me from the hand of my enemy now, show Thy face upon Thy servant, O All-Holy One, save me by Thy Divine mercy, O Lady. From the heights of the East you appeared, the gate, the throne of the exalted King, the short and high ladder, from which Christ descended and the rejected man joined. The high and glorious throne of the King of kings, the God-pleasing bed, the all-holy house, the undefiled purgatory, may the Mother of God Mary sing to me. Irmos: Lying in the abyss of sin, I call upon the unsearchable abyss of Thy mercy: from aphids, O God, lift me up. We cry out in psalmical praise to Thee: Rejoice, fattest mountain of Christ God, in Nyuzha may our favor dwell for the sake of salvation, Bride of God. Rejoice, impenetrable door of God; Rejoice, thou who has quenched the delights of the furnace, giving me a flaming weapon of entry. Rainy cloud of gods, water my parched soul with the heat of sinful waters and a stream of sweetness. Evil thoughts pollute my mind, evil and cold thoughts scald my humble heart; All-Holy Virgin, help me. Sedalen, voice two. Similar to: Seek the Highest: With the divine light, the darkness of my heart is far away, O Good One, casting away streams of tears for the washing away of my evils, which have saddened the Most Good Lord; In You is my only consolation. Irmos: I serve the golden image in the field of Deira, three of your youths, heedless of the godless command, in the midst of the fire, they watered their waists: “Blessed art thou, O God of our father.” Life, soul, as if you are knowledgeable about bargaining, act well, so that you will acquire the greatest, the Kingdom of Heaven and unspeakable glory; If you pass by to little, you will not take time for anything else. On the path of the belly, O Christ Who gave birth, You guide me, on the right path, leading me into the heavenly home and to the rest there, straightening the path and my soul, Good, feet. The poison of sin fiercely consumes my strength, but by Your many-benevolent mania, having preceded it with a grace-filled hand, exhaust this, as the world that bears sin on earth is the only one who gave birth. Who gave birth to the Son of God, who for mercy and generosity became the Son of Man, the son of light and day, the son of night and darkness, most immaculate, create, and worthy of the Heavenly Father show your son. Irmos: a furnace of fire to the Jewish youths who descended, and a flame into the dew of the one who transformed God; sing, do as the Lord does, and exalt to all ages. The Chaldean burnt offering and the immeasurable flame of passions that brought me fire, the mental Nebuchadnezzar and the fierce kindled the all-scorching furnace, even quench your prayers with dew, O Virgin. Having acquired a passionate mind and desecrated by placeless thoughts, I resort to You, purer and fragrant chamber of God, Lady: cleanse me from all earthly stench. Christ’s holy book, sealed by the Spirit of God, O Virgin, calling upon You in the book of the living to be written to me and be granted the indestructibility of life. Representation of the faithful, those who are insulted with hope and joy, turn my cry into joy, O Pure One, and grant that even now I do not see Thee in this world, see in it. Irmos: From God God the Word, with ineffable wisdom, who came to renew Adam, I ate into the corruption of the fallen lute, from the Holy Virgin indescribably incarnated for our sake, Vernia, with one mind we magnify you with songs. Most holy angel, greater than the cherub, greater than the fiery seraphim and more honest than every rank, with glory without comparison and honor beyond compare, Mary, you appeared, the Virgin Lady. Bride of God, All-Holy, treasure of salvation, refuge in the abyss of adversity, protection of souls and intercession, be my salvation and wealth, and an all-quiet refuge, covering my frozen soul and warming. An uncultivated country, which gave birth to the Worker, the field of life, Clas, which vegetated unearthly, the abundance of good and all the abundance of blessings, having melted with hunger, feed me, O Lady. To you, who gave birth to the Creator of all and the Savior, poor and wretched, what can I bring, unworthy? Otherwise it is nothing, but I have fiery faith and dream of love, in which save me, O Lady. Rejoice, all-holy church; Rejoice, seat of the King; Rejoice, fiery throne of the All-Tsar; Rejoice, joy of the angels; fallen Adam, rejoice, rise; Rejoice, you who resolved Eve’s condemnation; Rejoice, glory to the Orthodox, intercession of sinners and help to the offended. Rejoice, mystical mite, even as Isaiah was a seer, bearing coal, cleansing all creation from filth; Rejoice, unburnt and unburnt bush; Rejoice, pillar of fire, from whom all entered into Divine peace; Rejoice, mercy is the door and forgiveness of sinners. Rejoice, heaven, bearing both movable and immovable stars; Rejoice, the brightest zodiac of the twelve, in whose midst the Sun Christ came, and fulfilled all carnal visions for the salvation of men. You bore the one inconceivable God in Thy womb, Who was a Man for mercy, the All-Holy Bride of God. Moreover, I pray to Thee: change the passions that oppress me, so that, having traversed the narrow rightful path, I will reach the breadth of the bliss there. The creation of St. Andrew of Crete, its edge: The second hymn to the Virgin Irmos: Come, people, let us sing a song to Christ God, who divided the sea and taught the people, even as he brought forth from the work of Egypt, as if he had become glorified. The time of sobs has come, O all-accursed soul, the real field of the belly, where we sleep and sleep, alas! Otherwise, let us wake up and weep. The rapids of the river, the canopy, the smoke and sleepiness and the color of the grass withering away is real beauty; rest, let us fall to the Mother of God, soul. Who gave birth to one life, Bride of God, who made me dead and cast down sin with an arrow, restore the celibacy of Thy mercy. I have desecrated my mind, soul and feelings, doing this without place, O God-pleased, but I fall into Your abyss of mercy, and do not reject me. Irmos: Establish us in You, Lord, the tree of Slaying sin, and plant Your fear in the hearts of us who sing to You. Like another traveler, walking on the path of life, eating robbers, my soul was wounded, but You, Mother of God, call upon her. Having enslaved the self-powerful soul, I would have been overcome by passions, not jealous of Joseph, but of freedom, Our Lady, of this dominion. By you, daring in passion, O Lady, I passed through the great and indestructible wall of copper, and was delivered from the fierce temptation of the demon. I have dried up drops of tears, O Virgin, I am burdened with sleep, but grant me vigil, a source of tears, and an all-night vigil. Irmos: I sing to You, with my ears, Lord, I heard and was horrified: you came to me, looking for me who had gone astray. Thus I glorify Your condescension upon me, O Most Merciful One. I loved every sin, the wine of pride and love of money, which I loved from the bottom of my heart, O All-Pure One, and every cold thing willingly from below, but in my old age save me, the accursed one. Take off the vestments of my honorable baptism, Belial, and put on the sharp, all-pure one, and the grievous sin of sin, which I pray, O Virgin, my co-fellows. Mary, Lady Theotokos, my joy and salvation, I always lie on the bed of laziness, with Your Divine light destroy my humble souls with darkness. From the Egyptians Moses brought forth the works of the Israelites, but less so, O All-Pure One, who shall bring forth the bitter works of the passions, unless Thou prayest to my Master and Thy Son, O Compassionate One. Irmos: Light to the Giver and Creator of ages, Lord, instruct us in the light of Your commandments; Is it for You, we know no other god. After fasting, Moses sometimes purified himself, hearing the Divine voice, and You, Mother of God, saw the image; If I wander, how will I see the light of reason? In the desert of Sinai, God rained manna for Israel, but you, soul, if you want to receive smart manna, go to this Mother, and it will nourish you. With fierce arrogance, like Dathan and Aviron, they acted on God’s advice, not on Moses, and behold, I fell into the ground; You, Mother of God, raise me up, I pray. The cursed soul of my soul tamed the icy waves, O Lady, and quenched the illnesses of the flesh, the only one who gave birth to illnesses except God is embodied. Pour out the oil of Thy compassion on our humility, and be merciful, merciful and merciful to Thy servant, O Virgin. With the currents of Your beneficence, the ever-flowing streams and souls, dried up by passions, will water; with him, Pure One, give me a drink. You have created nothing in your life, O wretched one, even more than a multitude of sins, but stretch out, O Lady, Your hand and deliver from hell. Bride of God, All-Holy, my protection and glory, You appear to me at the time of departure, saving and leading us into the eternal abode. Sedalen, voice two. Similar to: Seek the Highest: Grant me true repentance, O All-Immaculate One, even for my sins from infancy, and grant me complete forgiveness of all these, and Divine life, O Pure One, graciously accept. Irmos: I serve the golden image in the field of Deira, three of your youths, heedless of the godless command, in the midst of the fire, watering their waists: “Blessed art thou, O Father God ours." The sharp and narrow virtues of the path, O Mother of God, the saints are taught by the books and every word of God, which Thy power strengthen me to do diligently, according to every image. evading. To the silent mind and silence of thoughts, Comforter Divine grace descends into the heart, O Bride of God, pray to me to send down Thy Son and the Lord, through hearts of contrition and humility souls. Many fiery temptations and bitter ruins of the clouds, holding, chilling and uncontrollably beating me, one intercession of the world, and singing with understanding: Blessed are you, Father God ours. I gave myself over to wild beasts, a teacher of passions, and like those who grumbled in the desert, they secretly pierce me, like those snakes; but O Little Lady of God, through Thy prayer, I pray, grant me healing. Irmos: Into the fiery furnace of the Jewish youths who descended and the flame into the dew of the one who transformed God, sing the works of the Lord, and exalt them to all ages. With malice the enemy seduces me in secret, with thoughts of desperation for the sweetness of the rapids, but You, Mother of God, protect me, the only representation of the offended. Although I repent to the enemy, my thoughts are laden with my enemies, but this deceit is not strong, O Good One, who staggers in vain, show me, supplying me, Your servant. Before You I will pour out my prayer in tears and sighs, I will proclaim my soul’s sorrow to You, Pure One; Behold, I live in the rot of sorrows, not seeing You, my light. Strive fasting, my soul, by vigil, weeping, psalmody and in all-night prayers by immaterial standing, and God will purify you with God-pleasing prayers to the Mother of God. Irmos: From God God the Word, with ineffable wisdom, who came to renew Adam, poison in the corruption of the fallen lute, from the Holy Virgin indescribably incarnated for our sake, faithfulness, with one mind we magnify with songs. For you are a compassionate being, O Virgin, the most compassionate of the Words who gave birth to us in the flesh, We constantly pray to you to deliver from troubles, sorrows and other temptations, the Pure Mother of God, glorifying You by faith. Aaron’s rod first and the container of manna, the candlestick and the golden ark prefigured Thee, O Bride of God; In whose event we have seen the light until now, we glorify the Mother of God with sovereign faith. Source, who sheds currents of salvation to the faithful, we call You, Pure One, having already worn away with the heat of immeasurable sins, we have found much joy in Your Son, Blood, from which we nazdal eat. From the earthling of Adam's being, you have grown like a branch, the Mother of God, the only Flower, the Lord has vegetated, an earth-born worker except; For this reason we magnify You in songs. Stichera, second voice. Similar: Ever from the tree Rejoice, thou who broadest the heavens; Rejoice, O Virgin, who has exceeded the powers of the heavens; Rejoice, Pure One, Lady of all the universes; Rejoice, holy portion of the Most High God; Rejoice, Divine Bridge, bringing the dead to the ageless life; Rejoice, salvation of the world; Rejoice, praise to all the faithful. Rejoice, worldwide joy; Rejoice, sweetest Lastovitsa, who brought a joyful spring to all beings in the winter of evil; Rejoice, unquenchable light, in the enchanting darkness of God’s wisdom shed light; Rejoice, power of kings; Rejoice, strong representation of the faithfully blessed Thy. Rejoice, the seven-star great and glorious light shone in the bright sky, illuminating the seventh week with grace, and with Thy immovable prayer, like the other half of 30 even in the night of life instructing the seas sailing to the haven of the Heavenly Kingdom, and enlightening with Your sweet light. Accept the prayer song, accept my cry, O Virgin, accept the petition, tears and sighing of the soul; Abolish mourning, calm tears, turn all sorrows into joy, grant to me who seek Your protection and intercession by Your omnipotent mania, O God-ignorant. The creation of Thekla the nun, as seen in the eighth and nine cantos Irmos: The impassable, turbulent sea, which was dried up by God’s command, and the people of Israel instructed to walk through it, I will give thanks to the Lord, for I will be glorified. The ever-blooming crown of praises now flows to Thee, O All-Pure Church in the Spirit, and reverently offers them with the Archangel Gabriel, the bride-bringer, “Rejoice”, singing and honoring Thee everlastingly. Having cultivated the life-giving grapes, Christ and the Lord, the holy land of the Father, more than the mind, appeared to you, Mother of the Virgin All-Singing, and you gave the world drink of the beer of Divine life. Worried by the fierce sins and misery of the whole world, like a quiet refuge, You saved Christ, the Ruler, the Savior and the Lord, from the bitter storm. The refuge of You and the city of salvation is knowledgeable of all faiths, Mary, Mother of Christ, we warmly pray to You: accept the petitions of the faithful in Your prayer book and resolve all sins and condemnations. Irmos: Establish us in You, Lord, the tree of the slayer of sin, and plant Your fear in the hearts of us who sing to You. The beginning of God’s aversion from man was Eve’s deception, but the Holy Mother of God again attracted God to us. Your belly gives birth to treasure, O All-Singing One, the world, and Joachim, Your father, rejoices in the good fortune of You, O All-Pure One, from him the joy that came from all. From Anna the joy of our family has blossomed, and you have given birth, O Virgin, to the King, and your wives will rejoice at your birth, having been freed from their previous vows. Even the bush in Sinai, O Virgin, foreshadow the glorious miracle of Your birth: for You, having received the fire of the Divine, did not scorch Your womb. Irmos: I have heard, O Lord, Your glorious sight and glorified, O Lover of Mankind, Your incomprehensible power. Jacob You see God like a ladder, even though God is established at the top. Even by the dream of angels to us, Your coming of the Word, All-Singing, was announced quickly. Your womb is undefiled and your breast is blessed, O Virgin, in whose image all life is found. We mysteriously glorify Thee, Mother of God, in the voices of Orthodoxy, even the Church observes Thy prayers. Irmos: Enlightenment of those who lie in darkness, salvation of the desperate, Christ my Savior, to You in the morning, King of the world, enlighten me with Your radiance; I don’t know any other God for You. The lawful ark of Your holiness: You did not blaspheme the tablet, but you reviled the God of all and the Creator, O All-Singing Mother of God Mary. We preach the Throne of the Word to Thee, Mother of God, where God is seen as a gray-haired man, showing Thee to the most honest cherub. You have renounced the bitter work of the entire race, O Virgin, and with the freedom of Christ you have honored the female nature in Your Divine Nativity. The virgin has given birth to a Son, and the wives have shown mercy against the enemy, and this is followed by the young women who strive in virginity. Joy of peace, Ever-Virgin, “Rejoice” You who call with the angel are true, grant Your joy and destroy our sorrow. Heaven above heaven, O Blessed One of God, You appeared in Your Divine glory, for through You our God showed Himself to me in every possible way. The village is aware of the unceasing joy of You, “Rejoice” We call to You: For it is only fitting for You to rejoice, O Pure One. Now female nature is rejoicing, now sadness has ceased, and joy has flourished, for Mary gave birth to joy, the Savior and the Lord. Sedalen, voice two. Similar to: Mercy of existence: Having looked upon my souls with bitter despondency and petrified hearts, heal this, Mother of God, with Your prayers, and grant those who are saved parts of me, delivering all kinds of torment, one my hope and consolation. Irmos: I serve the golden image in the field of Deira, three of your youths, heedless of the godless command, in the midst of the fire, they watered their waists: “Blessed are you, O Father God ours." Gideon’s fleece is sometimes even on the Word of God, the Divine pre-painting dream, like the dew of conception, the Imperishable Virgin, received it; We also call everyone: blessed is the Fruit of Your womb, O Pure One. New and terrible, faithful and true sacrament of Thy, Mary, Mother of our God, for in Thee God we are all reconciled and Master, and together with the angels we sing: blessed is the fruit of the womb Yours, Pure One. First, Gideon, proclaiming to reality Your Divine Nativity, okrin 31 carries a full of water, even a rune of decantation, for all the Divinity has dwelt in You; Blessed is the Fruit of Your womb, O Pure One. She who gave birth to God and the Savior of all, O Young Lady, was the correction of the fallen, the renewal of sinners, the hope of the unreliable and the help of those who sing: Blessed is the Fruit of Your womb, O Pure One. Irmos: Into the fiery furnace of the Jewish youths who descended, and the flame into the dew of the Lord, sing and exalt like the Lord. You have appeared to us as a new paradise, All-Holy Mother of God, not a tree of death, but a Garden of life, having grown without seed the Lord, whose immortal life we ​​all enjoy. No one will perish, Pure One, who has acquired the Orthodox faith in You, Our Lady Mary, but only through the envy of those who turn away from You do not bow to the image of the mark. The entire Church of Christ, O Mother of God, rejoices in Your Nativity, as all sinners and the poor are saved by resorting to You through love: for God will come to save men through You. By You, the Forefather, the Mother of God, is freed from condemnation, and now women suffer for Christ, and female nature rejoices, as the First Martyr Thekla proclaimed in action. Irmos: Even before the sun, the Lamp of God who arose, who came carnally to us from the side of the Maiden, who indescribably embodied, Blessed All-Pure Thee, Mother of God, we magnify. Incline Thy ear to me, O Virgin, who sings praises, singing praises of Thy Nativity, and as the widows have received the gifts of singing from the walls, ask for forgiveness of my sins. Your Divine kindness shines, your purity shines brightly, and this Your birth shines forth: God, the Creator of the sun and creatures, He who was born of You, therefore we all magnify You. Like the flower of purity and virginity is a rod, and the Mother of God Thee in songs of bliss, with a voice of praise we pray: establish us in virginity and keep us in purity. The body and soul of Thy Virgin was preserved undefiled, King Christ desired Thy kindness, and the Mother of the incarnation of His manifestation, Mary the Most Glorious, arranged my salvation. Stichera, second voice. Similar to: House of Euphrath: Rejoice, throne of God, Queen Mary of all, glory to the Christians, praise to the virgins, dripping bride of the sun. Rejoice, you who exuded joy in the world, O Most Holy Maiden, for man and angel are a deliberate adornment. Rejoice, Pure One, vessel of the heavenly world and flower of incorruptibility; Rejoice, dear and thorny, bless all. O All-King Jesus, pacify the world with the prayers of Your Mother, the Virgin of All-Tsarina, and all Your saints. The creation of George of Nicomedia, as seen in the last Virgin Mary Glory to Your Nativity, All-Immaculate: For He brought redemption to those who were from Adam and renewed the path of the dead from the ages of immortality. You are the golden censer, in which the handwriting of the forefather was burned, O Lady, who shared the Divine fire in You. Rejoice, golden manna-receiver; Rejoice, inexhaustible source of living waters, Virgin Mary, revive and irrigate We have been enriched with the understanding of God in all things, having come to know Thee, the Lady, the Mother of God and the Lady of all, the deeds of words are imprinting. To the only Virgin Mary of all saints at Nativity, the truly Unartificed Mother of God, come, let us sing to the faithful, calling: Rejoice, peace to the Lady of God. Prefigure thy burning bush, an animated bush, living and breathing: for the fire of the Divine was conceived, and remained unburnt, Mother of God, for this reason, for the sake of the unquenchable fire, consume me. David, Godfather and Your forefather, calls You Daughter and Queen, but we are the Virgin and Mother of God, Pure One, the universe’s strange hearing and greatness Having found You the purest angels, descended into Your womb in the light of the Living One, unapproachable, Mother of God, and Man appeared, from You we are incarnate, in two natures cognizable. Irmos: I have heard, O Lord, Your glorious sight and glorified, O Lover of mankind, Your incomprehensible power. Glorifyingly, Undefiled One, Incarnated in Your womb, like the Mother of God we praise You. Deliverance, All-Holy One, from the gloomy depths of hell with Your Divine Christmas, we please You. Free from all bitterness, O Virgin, those who lead You, truly the Most Pure Mother of God. Because You have refuge and salvation known to the world, we all flow to You, Mother of God. Irmos: Enlightenment of those who lie in darkness, salvation of the desperate, Christ my Savior, to You in the morning, King of the world, enlighten me with Your radiance: I don’t know any other god for You. You repaid the debt to the foremother of Eve, the Mother of God, to the flesh of the garment from You who gave birth to the Savior of the world; Moreover, we all bless You, Blessed Mary For us, Incarnated from You, Virgin Mother, always pray, singing to You, that we will be delivered from passions and troubles, soul-destroying evils and sorrows, and eternal flames and torment. Your dawn will enlighten my mind, darkened by sin, beckoning 32, ignorance of darkness and evil, consuming, otherwise, is there no fence for You? With the rod of Your intercession, having dissolved my petrification, sharpen away my tears likewise, and guide my mind to the land of dispassion like the Phoenician passions, like another, having divided the Red Sea. The Word is embodied in Your womb, and Man is known by compassion, and He makes man God, O Youth of the Undefiled. For my sake, the Child became the All-Perfect for me, renewing me, worn out by passions, by You, All-Holy Bride of God. Protect my poor heart from my unspeakable sins in waves, by Your almighty prayer, O Most Holy Virgin, save. The amphibians honor Your Christmas and glorify the rank of angels, and they glorify You like the Mother of God, Ever-Virgin Youth. Sedalen, voice two. Similar to: Seek the Highest: Out of spiritual love I now flow to Your protection, asking, O Pure One, for the remission of sins; do not reject, Unclean, but gracious accept this cry: He who gave birth to God Incarnate, heal my ailing soul. Irmos: I serve the golden image in the field of Deira, three of Your youths, heedless of the godless command, in the midst of the fire cast down, watering their waists: “Blessed art thou, O God of our fathers.” Create me, pure and undefiled, Virgin, dwelling place, church of the All-Holy Spirit, den of the former thief of the unclean, so that I cry out to love: blessed is the Fruit of Your womb. For my heart will be possessed by the enemy, but by the power of the Divine he has endowed me and overcome this grace, so that by faith I may cry: Blessed is the One who gave birth to God in the flesh. Like the three young men of old from the burning furnace, Christ my Word, who delivered Himself and me through the prayers of the Unartificed Thy Mother, the flame that kindled it, took away and saved my immeasurable evils. Behold, Pure One, the whole nature of earthly creatures praises Thee, marveling at the mystery of Thy Nativity, and crying out with joy from Thee Who has arisen: Blessed are you, O God of our father. The All-Holy ark, the most holy Divine tabernacle, the stand, the candlestick, the tablet, the luminous church, the glorious throne of God, the Pure Virgin, let us sing in accord. “Behold, I am born of You, O Pure One,” Isaiah clearly cries out, “Son of the Most High,” and Your Son is seen, O Virgin, the sons of the Heavenly Father who sing praises to You. Do not cease, Bride of God, to diligently pray to Your Son for those who bow down and sing in faith Your grace, the only All-Holy, Most Blessed One. I have become completely darkened in mind, completely enslaved by the cold demon, but I resort to Your sovereign protection, O Virgin, and cry out: save me through Your intercession, Delighted One. Irmos: Every tongue is perplexed to praise according to its heritage, but the mind and the worldly one are amazed to sing Thee, Mother of God; Both beings are good, accept faith, for our Divine love weighs, for you are the representative of Christians The grief of the bodiless ranks bless you and the multitude of people sing, O All-Singing One; The earth, sky and sea sing with universal agreement the universal song, “Rejoice” to You with crying joy, Mother of God. Rejoice, animated bush and all-holy mountain; Rejoice, O all-golden and Divine table, to the All-Tsarina Mary; rejoice behold, the mysterious cloud and the pillar of fire; Rejoice, peace on the bridge and heavenly ladder; Rejoice, refuge and representation of those who sing songs to Thee. Every ear and mind marvels at Your birth, the most natural mystery, Undefiled: how Mother and Virgin were You, and the Virgin at Christmas remained unartful, Pure? Moreover, we all glorify Thee Mother of God. Accept this present hymn to the Divine O Maiden, giving grace to those who have placed their hope in You, and bring peace to the Churches Ask to submit to the king of victory and victory of the faithful, so that every Christian may magnify You. “Rejoice” all creation cries out to you: Rejoice, All-Holy Virgin; Rejoice, sceptre of David; Rejoice, O Thou Who Grew the All-Ripe Grapes; Rejoice, door of heaven and burning bush; rejoice, world light; Rejoice, joy of the angels; Rejoice, glory to the apostles; martyrs, rejoice, courage and fasting Divine pleasure. Rejoice, the mountain is truly high, the mountain is uninfested, the mountain is covered; Rejoice, fat city, as David sings; Rejoice, Virgin, Lady of all creatures; Rejoice, weapons are invincible against the barbarian enemies; Rejoice, reproof of every demonic slander; Rejoice, refuge for Your servant. Rejoice, love of the immeasurable breadth and endless depth of the Divine Incarnation, the unimaginable height of the prophecy of God, the eternal longness, the Honest Virgin; Rejoice, thou who truly has good hope for those who live on the ocean. Rise me up, fallen and drowned, foresee and deliver from embitterment, so that I may not be ashamed and deny myself from Your presence. Where will I turn, O wretched one, another intercession, will it be to You? Mistress of the world, do not despise me. Creation of Saint Theodore the Studite Irmos: In the depths, sometimes the Pharaonic all-army of the re-armed power lay, but the incarnate Word consumed all-evil sin, O glorified Lord, gloriously glorified. In the voices of the sacred songs, I sing praises of thanksgiving due to duty, Mother of God, to You, who saved me from everyone, in the midst of You help. According to God, you are, Lady, my refuge. In every sudden noise, I proclaim Your name alone and get rid of fear: Your grace is great and so much help is immeasurable, to which everyone flows, O Lady, from the needy free yourself. Having fallen into rumors of temptation, I have always sought Thee, didst thou not soon consume the storm, didst thou pacify my mind and snatch away from every slander? Moreover, I bless You and praise Your power. I despaired of many fierce ones, I cried and found Your protection, I took away the needy; You unceasingly anticipate the intercession of beings for me, and I bless You, Lady, and glorify Your power. Irmos: My mind, which was not fruitful, is fruitful, God, show me, the Doer of good, the Planter of good things, by Your goodness. Who is content to praise Thee from earthly beings, O Materodevo? You have appeared alone among wives, chosen and all-blessed. The sky sings You and the earth praises You, and I, too, give You the due reward, before You appeared to save me, the Mother of God. Even though I have been delivered from temptations by trusting in You, I cry to You from the depths of my soul: You are my sovereign protection, O God-honored One. You kept me in the cruel and desperately had mercy on me even in life, the hope of people who take away the evil ones by your gestures, O Lady. Irmos: The prophet foresaw Your birth from the Virgin, preaching and crying: “I heard Your rumor and feared, for You came from the south and from the holy mountain, O Christ.” Many demons will sometimes hear Your terrible call and run away, afraid like fire; thus saying to me: Mother of God, help, do not despise, Good One, hear. I see the longed-for name in Your icon, Lady of all, for in this you work miracles, exuding grace, and with the hope that comes to Your servant, you take away, O Mother of God, the fierce. I sing thanksgiving praise to You out of duty, O Pure One, foreshadowing in the generosity of Your prayer book, as in those inevitable embers You have wonderfully delivered me from the evil ones. I have desecrated my body with my passions, O all-damned one, but I flow to You, the Immaculate Virgin, by faith. Moreover, do not despise me, hear my cry, and accept my soul, my love. Irmos: Enlightenment in the darkness of those who lie, salvation of the desperate, Christ my Savior, to You in the morning, King of the world, enlighten me with Your radiance: I don’t know any other god for You. For You are the strength of my weak heart, worthy of You, O Pure One, I sing and say: How powerful is the mania of Your power in intercession! As I have come to know the image of Your miracle-working, Hello, Pure One, I greet you: How adorned is the image of Your face, Mother of God! As if you were offering to yourself, you were asking: help me against my enemies, Lady, for your prayer is pure and your power is irresistible. For in the cruel times of Thee, even if you help me, be kind to me, Lady, and purify me; For You are the hope of salvation through Your prayer book, Mother of God. Irmos: The abyss of sins is the last of me, but like the prophet Jonah, Lord, Lord, raise my life from corruption. The abyss of sins is finally drowning my damned soul, All-Holy Lady, give me a helping hand. The abyss of the benevolence of existence, in the mud of passions and fierce coals, raised me to the height of dispassion, O Mother of God. “Rejoice” in an angelic way, let us cry out to You, Most Immaculate Virgin; Rejoice, defense of Your servant and invincible stronghold. “Rejoice” I now joyfully offer to You, the All-Singing and Inexperienced Virgin; Rejoice, intercession and praise of those who flow to You. Sedalen, voice two. Warm prayer: The One God who gave birth without seed and remained pure after Christmas, we fall to You, Lady, calling with fear and love: deliver us from passions, severe illnesses and all sorrows. Irmos: Into the fiery furnace of the Jewish youths who came down and the flame into the dew, sing of the Lord who transformed Him, and exalt Him unto all ages. In your maiden womb, as in the seven-circled heaven, you bore the Divine Infant, the Creator of all, and having given birth, the All-Pure One, you remained as before undefiled: a terrible miracle! In a much-weeping illness, as if in a furnace of fire, Thy servant, the Mother of God, was saved, and by Thy prayers he was delivered from the torment that held him, as if from the flames of a youth. I offer thanksgiving songs to You, as the Lord’s property, to Your youth, O Mother of God; I sing of Your intercession and terrible intercession, in whose image You cover me forever. You are more sorrowful than my soul, you are a sweet medicine, as you are kind, O Pure Mary, you create the light of the heart with my dark thoughts and keep you saved. Irmos: The holy youths were sometimes thrown into the cave, and saw the dew-sweeping flame, the Angel was red with terrible care, according to the three chanting, praising and calling: “All that you do, sing Gentlemen" 33. With divine hymns I admonish Thy song, longed for for the sake of Thy Pure protection that is upon me; For in temptation I have found the dew of my belly, I have quenched my sickness, and I have striven to sing: all you do, sing to the Lord. You, O Lady, are my hope and sovereign refuge, in this present struggle I have reached: for having trusted in You, I turn away from the cruel slander, and I say with gratitude: all you do, sing to the Lord. Far from being rejected by the wicked multitude of demons, the great power, the Mother of God Herself, will overcome me, tearing apart your nets and keeping me like a bird from an arrow, in cry unceasingly: all you do, sing to the Lord. You alone have changed the rules of nature, undefiled, for you have given birth to a Son without seed, having abundantly the foliation of virginity and kinship mother, and Your miracle is sung in heaven and on earth, Mother of God Mary the All-Singing One. Irmos: Who has heard this from earth-born people? Or who saw when a Virgin was found in her womb, and painlessly gave birth to a Child? Your great miracle, and we magnify You, Pure Mother of God. From earthly creatures who will not weave Your praise or utter praises, for You are the Intercessor of all to God? With him and I, in all of Your servant, I sing and in songs, Mother of God Mary, I magnify You. In the adversity of the sun, the brightest light shines upon the strong light of Your intercession, driving away the clouds of sorrow from my soul. In the same way I sing and in songs, Mother of God Mary, I magnify Thee. Among wives, You alone appeared as a marvelous miracle, having given birth and not corrupting Your virginity, Pure One: Who, more than nature, is the nature of Novosekiy God Himself, who is born. Moreover, we unceasingly magnify You with faith and love. All together, we cry “Rejoice” to You, as if you gave birth to Joy and are honored with prayer from all ends, for my intercession, Thy prayer book, is Thy grace; Moreover, we magnify Thee in songs, Mother of God. Stichera, second voice. Similar: Ever from the tree: Rejoice, even though the prophet sometimes saw the door closed by the Spirit of God, the only All-Guilty One passed through; Rejoice, deliberate hearing, glorious miracle; Rejoice, full of gold, bearing Manna; Rejoice, treasure of the poor; Rejoice, you who are weak in the fortress; Rejoice, correction of the unfortunate. Rejoice, ever-flowing source of the golden, Virgin, and the Divine stream; Rejoice, intercession and intercession of people; Rejoice, holy dwelling of the Lord of all, vessel of the purest of the most valuable world; Rejoice, God-bearing fleece, even of old Gideon foresaw, enlightened by the Spirit of God. Rejoice, river of mercy; Rejoice, mystical mirror and door, All-Pure One; Rejoice, inexhaustibly sweet sea of ​​spiritual graces; Rejoice, eternal crowns of God-bearing intercessor and honors; Rejoice, O praise of the world, of all praise and words without comparison, Most Excellent. Raise your hand, O good one, to your Son, and show this breast, and remember this swaddling cloth, and your mixture, O Mother of God, the cross, the nail, the spear, the blood, all plagues and passions, and thus have mercy on us and deliver us from torment. The creation of Saint Athanasius, Patriarch of Constantinople Nova, in alphabetical order, as seen in the last Mother of God To Ambrose, give peace to the food, Rejoice, thou who hast exuded, O Mother of God; Rejoice, Paradise, life-vegetating Tree, Lady, Hedgehog and see Bless and enjoy all who sing Thee faithfully. Kingdom of Heaven, Rejoice, Thou who hast given Christmas to the faithful, O Theotokos, Thy ineffable; bless us with eternal joy, All-pure One, even “Rejoice”, cry out to You, Delighted by Your intercessions. “Rejoice”, Pure, unburnt bush, love to those who call You, Helper with Your prayers, and free us from the wicked aspirations for freedom, O All-Blessed One. Those who are unworthy, heed your prayer book, your tearful prayers, I will take out those who cry out to You, All-Holy One: Rejoice, Divine Table, Bread Bringer of life, grant us Thy prayers to enjoy Him. Irmos: Having established me on the rock of faith, you enlarged my mouth against my enemy. For my spirit is glad, always singing: none is holy like our God, and none is righteous more than Thee, O Lord. Friend, rejoice, Heavenly Peace 34; Rejoice, God-bearing, Youth, fleece; Thy servants, strengthen the “Rejoice” chant, Who shone forth with Thy Divine Nativity as an unapproachable Light to those in darkness. Deliver my soul from those who thirst, and fulfill my soul, and “Rejoice”, I cry to you with unreliable hope; Rejoice, O blessed one of God, candlestick and holy city; Rejoice, salvation of those who honor Thee. Life to the indestructible, Rejoice, Thou who hast exuded peace through Thy Nativity; Rejoice, gate of heaven lifted up by man, “Rejoice” You who cry eternally, fill us with joy. God-created, rejoice, O Virgin, chamber; Rejoice, decoration of our family and intercession; Peace, Rejoice, Lady, Divine Blood; even “Rejoice”, for we continually sing songs to You, deliver us from our needs and sorrows. Irmos: You came from the Virgin, not an intercessor, nor an angel, but the Lord Himself, having become incarnate, and you saved all of me. To these I call Thee: glory to Thy power, O Lord. Inspired by the ark, rejoice, you who bear the grace-given tablets of God; even “Rejoice” to You who cry out in love to be delivered from all sorts of things, O God-admired One, implore Your Son. God-like and Divine, rejoice, devil; deliver from misfortunes, sorrows and illnesses, “Rejoice” to those who cry, strewn and the fat mountain, All-Holy. Healings, rejoice, you who have found the Source of the world; Rejoice, forefather who resolved sorrow by Your birth; but as a Representative, cause me madness and harm to those at war. Unshakable, Rejoice, O wall of the faithful, Who gave birth to the Abyss of smallness, O Mother of God; Look upon all who ask You and deliver from the troubles of life. Irmos: Enlightenment in the darkness of those who lie, salvation of the desperate, Christ my Savior, to You in the morning, King of the world, enlighten me with Your radiance; I don’t know any other God for You. On the passion, Virgin, raise up the destructive love of those who cry, “Rejoice”, on the day of the mysterious dawn: Rejoice, uninfested mountain; Rejoice, deliverance of Eve's tears. Resolution of the oath, O All-Blessed One, rejoice; those who sin, rejoice, cleansing; Rejoice, inconceivable height of the Divine; Rejoice, O God-pleased one, for the healing of the weak, change us more than sickness. Like God, “Rejoice” for those who cry out for hope and protection, Rejoice, abode of God’s glory; Rejoice, consolation in sorrows; Deliver all harm, O Pure One, and deliver us from all sorrow who resort to You. Rejoice, O Thou Who has given us the nectar of rebirth to the faithful; Rejoice, cloud of never-setting Light; candlestick, rejoice, enlightenment of beings Who gave us darkness in darkness, O Mother of God, deliver us from outer darkness. Irmos: The voice of the verb of prayers from illness, Master, having heard the soul, deliver me from the cruel: you alone are responsible for our salvation. Look at the petitions of “Rejoice” of those who cry, O Divine bridge, through which many of those being saved pass, O All-Honorable One, to the understanding of God. Tree of the belly, rejoice, blossoming of the mind, Lady, from which we truly do not die by poison and the oaths of our forefathers, Unfilthy, we get rid of. Extend your hand to “Rejoice” to those who cry, O All-Pure One, everlastingly, and from all our bitterness and terrible torment. Singing “Rejoice” to Your power, deliver from all adversity and peace, as She who gave birth to the God of peace, fulfill. Who has seen, who has heard the Mother giving birth to Her Creator, giving food to all flesh? Oh, miracle! The throne of the cherubim, Your womb, O full of grace, appears; pray for our souls. Irmos: I serve the golden image in the field of Deira, three of your youths, heedless of the godless command, in the midst of the fire, watering their waists: “Blessed are you, O God father of ours." Burnt by the fire of temptations, source of miracles, who sing through Your intercession: Rejoice, Thou who hast brought forth the waters of salvation for the world; Rejoice, sweets of paradise; Rejoice, refuge of the faithful. Verbs, O Pure One, even “Rejoice” You who sing with joy, O All-Immaculate Youth, hear every admonishment against taking away Your fortress, and from mental and sensory enemies It's ok. Rejoice, Tabernacle of God, who tells the glory of man; nod, rejoice, carry the tablets of grace; life's meal, rejoice, ever giving us the bread of heaven. The dark heresies of the rapids, Virgin, deliver to You those who cry: Rejoice, pillar of fire, show us the inheritance of heaven, let us sing: blessed is She who gave birth to God in the flesh. Understand our language even when we cry “Rejoice” to You, Most Pure One, the hope of the world, the wall that cannot be overcome; Thy prayer books deliver us from various sorrows and misfortunes, and show us the right paths. Most High, rejoice, Thou who inexpressibly embodied God as man; Rejoice, faithful to the protection; Those who sing Thee are always heirs of heavenly food and the Kingdom. Extinguish the vacillations that we find mercilessly arming ourselves, and “Rejoice,” Mother of God, we cry everlastingly to You, the only one above all creation all kinds of visible and invisible. Let us joyfully proclaim Your greatness, source of mercy, with Your prayer, deliver from illnesses “Rejoice” crying out to You, Most Blessed One. Irmos: Beginningless of the Parent, the Son, God and Lord, incarnated from the Virgin, appeared to us, darkened to enlighten, squandered to the brethren; thus we magnify the All-Singing Mother of God. Rejoice, book of Christ, animated; even those who cry out of love to You, “Rejoice, O thou delighted with God, Rejoice, O mountain-covered mountain!”, as if on Deliver the hope of those who have placed their hope in you, from all inconveniences. Soul enlightenment and body healing “Rejoice” to those who cry out to You, quickly grant, O God-bearing candlestick, All-Immaculate, and by Your prayers at the hour of judgment, ask for our right hand. Dejected, accursed, I am destined for hell, but give me a hand before the end, I cry out to You, “Rejoice,” bright cloud, and snatch away from all madness those who hate me, Bride of God. No one trusted in You and was ashamed nowhere; For this reason, for the sake of those who resort to Your church by faith and love, “Rejoice,” do not forsake those who cry like angels, keeping you from all evil. Rejoice, ever-flowing river; Rejoice, inexhaustible source, full of many waters, in which all creation will be watered and hearts will rejoice, exhausted by thirst and held by the flame of sins; Rejoice, bright Lady and red chamber; Rejoice, correction of sinners. Rejoice, all-holy firstfruits of the human race, from whom renew our entire nature, Christ the Lord; Rejoice, uncultivated land and Divine womb, bearing fruit of life Klas; Rejoice, mirror of the prophets, glory of the apostles; Rejoice, power of martyrs. Rejoice, limit of uncreated and created nature, one pure essence; Rejoice, animated title of the good and the good; Rejoice, multiplicity of graces; Rejoice, common house of divine and human gifts and angelic gifts, and a great abode. Fill my heart with joy now, O Virgin Mother of God, I pray to You: for the waters have truly come to him, into the mud of the coals of the perilous depths, already approaching the bottom of hell; You, like Peter, stretch out your hand to me, O Brideless Mother, for Your love for mankind and save me. The creation of Manuel, the Great Rhetoric, whose edge is: I sing the third song to the Virgin Irmos: The waters of old, by the divine mania, gathered into one congregation, and divided the sea by the people of Israel, this our God is glorified; Let us reward him alone because he has become famous. Give me depth, as if I had given birth to immeasurable wisdom, enlightenment, blessed Mary, and now breathe in the word, as I sing Your all-bright greatness, which the Lord has created for You, O Young Lady. The sting of death and the insolence of hell, who completely overthrew Your most holy Nativity, and revived us, glory to the greatness like You, O damsel, Lord, do. The most luminous door, from which the Great Lord arose, passed through indescribably and the faithful illuminated, and all the demons fell into the trenches, glory the greatness that You, O Young Lady, Lord, create. You revived Adam and Eve by crime to the dear ones who died, having begotten the Source of life, Christ, truly our God; Glory to the greatness that you, O Maiden, Lord, create. Irmos: From those who do not exist all things are brought, created by the Word, accomplished by the Spirit, O Almighty Almighty, confirm me in Thy love. Deliver from all troubles and misfortunes of the singing, Lady, Your all-holy Nativity, for you have the power to Your will, Undefiled, equal. Surprise me with Your rich mercy and give me a helping hand; For the power is equal to Your will, Undefiled One. Uranish the arrows of the enemy, but with Your Divine mania brought me to health; For the power is equal to Your will, Undefiled One. Having subordinated the mind to the movement of the flesh, filled with darkness, You cleanse and enlighten; For even the might of Thy will, O Unfilthy One, is equal to the power. Irmos: Thou hast laid firm love for us, O Lord, for Thou hast given Thy Only Begotten Son to die for us. We also call upon Thee, giving thanks: glory to Thy power, Lord. In the midst of God and men, you were the All-Singing One, and the Creator, the rejected creature, naturally reconciled you. For this reason We cry to Ty: Rejoice, thou who hast brought forth salvation to all Thy servants. Bring joy to my much-sick heart, overcome by sorrows from others who sow envy in the world, so that I may sing to You, O Young Lady: Rejoice, you who have made salvation appear to all Your servants. Deliver the fierce ones who have gone around me, O All-Singing One, and who have not left in their minds the song of weaving Thy Divine glory, that I may call to love: Rejoice, thou who hast brought forth salvation to all Thy servants. Give mercy to us with Your prayers, O Young Lady, Thy Son and Thy God, that we may be delivered from anger and sorrow, always calling: Rejoice, thou who hast made salvation appear to all Thy servants. Irmos: To You I give the morning of all, Creator, Who possesses all the wisdom of the world; Beyond is the light of Your commandment; instruct me in this. Create the dissolution of the elements into the health of Your servant through Your prayers, O Young Lady; You have vegetated the eternal life of the world. Let not, O Virgo, the destruction of disease come upon Thy people, but as the Lover-merciful One, keep them invulnerable; You are the eternal life of the world Unclean Maiden, betray me, Thy servant, from all kinds of ailments, and save me; You have vegetated the eternal life of the world. On the bed of illness, Pure One, lying on both sides 35 quickly raise me up with Your mercy; You have vegetated the eternal life of the world. Irmos: The final abyss of sins has passed me by, and my spirit disappears; but stretch, O Master, Thy lofty arm, like Peter, save me, the Manager. The tree and garden of Thy ever-blooming knowledge, the Maiden, the flourishing Life of Christ our God, the River of mercy; also like the Mother of God We honor you with sovereignty. Even in Sinai I will burn the purchase of Your Nativity, O Pure One, keeping the imagination, and by Your protection deliver us from all sorrow, for we honor You as the Mother of God. With tears I fall to Thee, O Good One, and cry out: have mercy, O Lady, who is guilty of so many sins and passions, and let us honor Thee like the Mother of God. May grace dwell in You, Source, for this reason you have lavished grace on those who honor You; Likewise, my heart, O Virgin, is rich in grace, for I honor You as the Mother of God. Sedalen, voice three. Similar to: Divine faith: The all-golden throne of the King and the flower-decorated paradise appeared to you, the All-Singing Mother of God: for having reviled God in your womb, we are blessed with Divine graces; Moreover, we preach and magnify all of God, truly Mother You. Irmos: Like the pious three youths of old, you showered the flames of the Chaldeans, with the bright fire of the Divine, and illuminated us, “Blessed are you,” crying out, “God our father.” The greatness of Christians is purification to God and Creator, Who was born from You ineffably, Good and unceasing Intercessor; also We call you “Rejoice,” Glory to the throne of the sun. Sometimes the Rod of Moses represents You, Instructing us from the fierce flattery of idols to the Divine truth; We also call You “Rejoice”, Glory to the throne of the sun. Conciliate with your motherly petitions, O All-Immaculate One, Your Son and our God, to us, a sinner and Your prayer-book, and change our illnesses, for we always “Rejoice” to You, Glory to the throne sunny. Images of cherubs come first before the arks of autumn, but to you, O pure, all-powerful power of the Most High, is manifest in autumn, like the church of the Divine, also Irmos: The unbearable fire united, the youth will honor God, and the flame of innocence, the Divine song of the belt: “Bless all the works of the Lord, the Lord and exalt to all ages.” The Divine David, Your forefather, says: “The glorious words spoken about You, God’s animated city, You have enriched it with glory,” proclaiming: “Rejoice, O glory of the inheritance of Her.” glorify the King of Glory!” Sick in soul and body from inattention, O Mother of God, by Thy mercy raise me up now from my bed, as by faith I always cry to Thee: Rejoice, O glory of the lot, Who hath glorified the King Glory. I place my hope in You alone for my salvation, O Virgin, and in You I will be delivered from the tea of sorrow and bitterness, as I sing: Rejoice, glory is yours, This is how the King of Glory became famous. Say, O Most Pure Virgin, that evil enemies are found by Thy power, who always do dirty tricks to the flattering wise, let me sing: Rejoice, glory is the destiny, the King of Glory is glorified by it. Irmos: A new miracle and a godly one: the Lord clearly passed through the closed maiden door, naked at the entrance, and the Carpenter appeared at the exodus, God, and the door remained shut. We magnify this indescribably like the Mother of God. The waters of Thy divine understanding fill my thirsty soul, O Virgin, to fill my soul, guiding, pure, love of Thy Son and delivering from the slander of enemies, visible and invisible, I am preserved unharmed by Thy mania alone. The Creator and Creator of all, grafted ineffably into You, the Undefiled Virgin, has purified human beings, there are ancestors and ancients oaths, and also deliver me from troubles, for I will be kept safe by Thy alone. From above you save from the cruel and the bitterness of the sovereign, the Virgin, with your hand, all faithfully singing Your Divine Nativity and the glory that you have gained from all of God; Moreover, deliver me from troubles and sing to me, for by Thy alone I will remain unharmed. People of Christ's name fall prayerfully, O Pure One, to Thy mercy and now call upon Thy help, pernicious and cruel diseases you will soon get rid of the hunger and the resistance; May Thy only mania be preserved unharmed. Stichera, third voice. Similar: The Greatness of Your Cross is the power: “Rejoice” we all cry to you, Mary the Mother of God; Rejoice, Church of the Lord; Rejoice, Light that has been indescribably shed, enlightening those who exist in flattering darkness; Rejoice, Delighted Lady. Rejoice, brightest crown of the sufferers, Pure Mother of the Virgin; Rejoice, O Lord, throne; Rejoice, All-Honourable, Most Glorified One; Rejoice, you who have given birth to the lawful canopy, as if you gave birth to the Giver of Life. Rejoice, Pure One, Who brought forth the Sun to those lying in darkness; Rejoice, wall and shelter from the heart of those who flow to You; Rejoice, Divine adornment of the virgins and intercession of the Orthodox of all. The troubles of the abyss are now the hesitation of your servant and the misfortunes of many, O Virgin, generous and save, who gave birth to the immeasurable abyss with generosity, O Young Lady. The creation of St. Andrew of Crete, its edge: Weeping is the acquisition of life every day Irmos: The sun sometimes invades the deep earth; Like a wall, the water has thickened for both people walking on foot and singing pleasingly to God: “We will drink to the Lord, gloriously you will be glorified.” To deal with sorrows in life, the kindest thing is for the benefit of the soul, for this sake, Mother of God, in the sorrows of existence, we always call You the Helper, constantly calling: Lady, do not despise the prayers of Thy servant. The root of all evil in life is covetousness, and its acquisition was the strangulation of Judas; Moreover, those who want to work purely for Christ, let us reject this far from the Mother of God. The sun, like something else, appears on the firmament, a non-covetous life, a diverse and colorful circle of virtues; also passions with darkness We are constantly chanting, and with this illumination we come to the Virgin. Nowadays the storm is more powerful than my soul-destroying and inappropriate thoughts, and it’s drawing me toward the abyss and the depths of more destruction. Thou shalt be the Helmsman, O All-Holy One, and guide me to the Divine refuge and blessed blessing. Irmos: Establishment of those who trust in You, establish, O Lord, the Church, which You have already acquired with Your honest blood. Abandoned by the sweets of life, All-singing, clothed with passions, and left God’s commandments untouched. The strongest seduction is the passion for touching and graceful things, from which I pray through Your prayers. For the sake of vain glory, the young ones who created the mercy of those who created their parts through You, Undefiled One, may we be delivered from them. Do not despise the one who hopes and resorts to you by faith, O God-ignorant one, but save me, your servant, I pray. Irmos: The heavens have covered Your virtue, O Christ; From the ark you passed through the sanctuary, Your Imperishable Mother, in the church of Your glory You appeared like a Child bearing His hand, and all Your praise was fulfilled. With a vision of me, Satan in Paradise was sometimes taken as a captive, the Virgin, and now with a vision he attempts to take away the purity of the Divine robe, and clothe me in the robe of sin. Vonze is an enemy in every sense of my sorcery, the Mother of God, and with this he will drag me down to death. One who gave birth to the Word, having overcome the great whale 36, the many-woven nets took away from me. The serpent, a flattering enemy, sits on the path of carnal movements, and the traveler’s mind is attached, accidentally piercing the Virgin, with the sting of passions, and it leads me to spiritual death, so help me. They enviously seek to overthrow me with weapons of sweetness, for they have spoiled me with their soul-destroying bow and in it they have prepared your mortal vessel; with a rod I have broken your iron vessel, O Lady, like a weaker vessel. Irmos: As Isaiah saw God exalted figuratively on the throne, from the angels of glory Dorinosima, “O accursed one,” crying out, “I have foreseen the incarnation of God, the Light of the Everlasting and the world ruling." It is deceitful to seduce me with hunger 37 sweets, the charmer, and like a mute fish to the deep, attract me, but have a fence for You, Pure One, snares and snares, quickly take him away, I pray, Thy servant. God is great in the fortress and rich in mercy, the Unclean One, who received the flesh for mercy’s sake, calls: “Repent, you too, heavenly belly.” inherit,” and I’ll mix in with worldly indulgences. Human nature has been united as an angel, O Good One, in You, for this reason human beings compete with the angels in their lives, who live on earth in virginity and holiness, and bless me with their parts, Lady. Weakness, You weigh my flesh and my soul with sorrow, and my mind, O Virgin, rotten and unstable; For the sake of mercy, make Thy grace worthy, that I may glorify Thee and be saved by Thy protection. Irmos: I cried out to You, having seen with my own eyes the salvation that came to people from God: “Christ, You are my God.” I am in no way afraid, in no way do I tremble at the Mysteries of Communion, for this reason, O Virgin, through weakness I often sin. Extensive life and material disposition, Mother of God, I pass, for this reason I am a stranger to the graces of Christ. I don’t want to live, I am constrained by the monks of the law, Lady, and I am flowing on the wide path of destruction. You are my entire strength and my hope, light and life and consolation, O Virgin, for this reason I have come running to You. Sedalen, voice three. Similar to: Virgo today: Out of warm faith I cry to Thee, O Mother of God, with unworthy lips and unclean hearts, save me, drowned in sins, slain by hopelessness, so I call to Thee, let us be saved: Rejoice, Virgo, praise Christians. Irmos: To you, in the fires that watered the youths who worshiped God, and to the Virgin Imperishable, let us sing the Word of the Almighty God, piously singing: Blessed is God our father. Whenever I accept in my mind, O All-Pure One, the unwashed judgment and think about my placeless deeds, I despair, but You are my darkness and the darkness of my sorrows is far away. Give correction to the sleep of laziness and sad relaxation from the torments of incontinence, and spiritual vigor and tenderness I cry and sob and am afraid, the attack on me has been erected in vain, wretched one, but extinguish this, O All-Holy One, with mercy, watering, and benevolence. The immeasurable storm of sins has comprehended me, the accursed one, and is drawing me to the abyss of destruction, O Mother of God. Like the Helmsman who gave birth, O Virgin, lead me to the haven of dispassion. Weeping over adultery and murder, David sang: “Have mercy on me, O God, my God.” I am guilty of a thousand sins, how can I seek forgiveness, if not through Your prayers to Him I will be cleansed? Day by day, Mother of God, I always delight in vain hopes, even though I have repented, continue to act and flow as usual, like a dog to vomit, to the stench of unclean passions. The repentance of the second life establishes covenants in the Lord and lifts up the fallen, casts down lamentation and presents this light to the Creator, with Him may I also pray, O Mother of God, Thy prayer book. My soul is filled with evil, my belly is drawing near to hell, imputed as a man alone helpless from my enemies; but show the world a sovereign intercession, as if you are a Helper of the helpless. Irmos: In the law of the canopy and the scriptures we see the image of the faithful: every male sex, opening the lie, is holy to God; therefore we magnify the first-born Word, the Father without beginning, the first-born Son, the Matter without artifice. The flow of tears, Virgin Mother, grant to me the passionate one, and the hearts of sadness, spiritual weeping and sighing, for I may weep for my mind, which has been mortified by evil, and having shown mercy, Thy Son will raise this one up. Lazarus. Pure, All-Holy Lady, who gave birth to the flesh of Christ, One of the Trinity, naked of all virtues, enriching me with this trinity of virtues: the fear of God, tenderness and humility protect me. To put to death the wisdom of the flesh, every word of God is spoken, for in this the soul lives and flows to God, and the heavenly ones ascend into one blood, whom we may receive, praying to Your Son, Bride of God. The night of passion is darkened by the illumination of me, Lady, of dispassion during the day; from the night he will come to You in contrition of heart, Pure, spirit my, you brought the Light of the Lord to the earth. Stichera, third voice. Similar: The Greatness of Your Cross: Rejoice, O pure prophets of God, praise; Rejoice, devil of the Lord; Rejoice, light cloud; Rejoice, Undefiled Blessed Mother; Rejoice, joy of peace and intercession; Rejoice, victory of the Orthodox kings. Rejoice, power of the apostles, O Trokovitsa; Rejoice, golden candlestick and receptionist of manna; Rejoice, flower of faith; Rejoice, Light indescribably conceived; Rejoice, O fiery throne of the Most High. Rejoice, holy tabernacle; rejoice at the table, the bridge and the ladder; Rejoice, uninfested mountain of the Lord, O Virgin; Rejoice, most sacred and incorruptible stem; Rejoice, Mother of the Lord. Fill my heart with joy, O Joy-Giving One, and with Divine joy, for I glorify Thy everlastingly, O Lady, firm intercession; other hopes. The work of His Holiness Photius, Patriarch of Constantinople, his borderline: The Third Prayer to the All-Glorious Young Lady of Photios Irmos: The waters of old, by the mania of the Divine, who gathered into one congregation and divided the sea by the people of Israel, this our God is glorified; Let us reward him alone because he has become famous. And in You, who indescribably abides by God’s Word, pray, Mother Virgin, to free me from passions, dishonor, and give tenderness to a humble heart, and to grant cleansing of debts. I have desecrated my accursed soul from placeless deeds, by the cleansing currents of Your grace, O All-Immaculate One, understand that the church of the Holy and All-Honorable Spirit is making bright. Divine Purgatory, Virgin Mother of God, who exists among people named after Christ, we all faithfully flow to You, and we find resolution for our cruel sins, and we are saved from all kinds of evils. Virgin Mary, my soul, who has immeasurable generosity and saves people from various evils, having found your Representative, come down to this one, calling: Lady All-Immaculate, strive for my help. Highest of heavenly minds, ruling over all creatures, Unfilthy One, You will be my Representative at the hour of the Last Judgment, I will cry out to You from the depths of my soul, Bride of God, and I call upon You: do not cast me away from Your presence, I am put to shame. Have mercy on me, O Pure One, I cry out to You with tears ever since, praying for my forgiveness of my sins before the end. The Divine Door of the King Christ, through which He passed and appeared to the world, opened the doors of tenderness and repentance for me. Irmos: Thou hast laid firm love for us, O Lord, for Thou hast given Thy Only Begotten Son to die for us. We also call upon Thee, giving thanks: glory to Thy power, The swaying winds of sorrows, temptations and needs are firmly established on the rock of salvation, Pure One, repelling all the harm of the flattering serpent from us. The Savior and the Lord are merciful to us all, Lady of the world, Good and Merciful, make Thy servant with Thy petitions and warmth The Champion and Intercessor has appeared to us, O Lady, crushing the battles of crafty mental enemies and invulnerably protecting and protecting us from all harm and bitterness. Hasten, O Pure One, to help and deliver all those who resort to You, bridling the tongues of flattering people and giving us salvation. Establish the work of my damned soul and all my bodily illnesses, Even the soul that gave birth to the Doctor and body, All-Immaculate. The night of sin will overtake me and the darkness of passions will cover me; enlighten me with the light of Your prayer, O Good Virgin. Through the Divine waters of Thy petitions, Mariam, my soul, which has worn away with the heat of bitter and cruel sins, water and save me. I come running to You, do not deny me, O Good One, despise me below, despise me below, but mercifully send me Your grace. The dream of negligence has overtaken me and will bring death to ruin, but raise Yourself to repentance, O Lady, and grant salvation. Waves of passionate thoughts confuse me, and a storm of evil spirits immerses me, Unclean One, but establish me on the rock of dispassion. Enlighten with Your radiance, O Good One, the eyes of my heart, with the confusion of darkened thoughts, and make me a son of light, and instill a brighter place. Having compassion abundantly and compassion immeasurable, this upon Thy servant, calling upon Thee, pour out richly now and save me. Sedalen, voice three. Similar to: God's faith: The consolation of those who suffer from cold, the cleansing of those who sin, you have appeared, O Mother of God, the Lady; Salvation has given birth to people, a pillar You were the only one strong in the faithful. We also cry out: pray to Christ God to grant us great mercy. Irmos: Just as the pious three youths of old, you showered the Chaldeans in the flames, with the bright fire of the Divine, and illuminated us, “Blessed are you,” crying out, “God our father.” Thou didst vegetate in the womb of the Most Divine, Pure Lady, and Thou didst give birth to all men for salvation, filling and saving every soul with His grace. From the mire of passions, from the depths of the sorrows and misfortunes of life, we are drawn to dispassion, O Pure One, and to joyful joy, “Blessed,” crying, “The fruit of Thy womb.” The abundance of the world is like a bush, in the midst of the thorns of life, and like a purple thorn, 39 fragrant and blossoming, God having found, dwells in Tya Java there is a fragrance for us too, O All-Immaculate One. Having assumed Your mysterious door for Yourself and placed it strangely over those who are on earth, You, Undefiled, are the door of man. I give, I bring into all eternal life, for God is generous to all. Irmos: Figuratively appearing in the eyes of an angel, and the children cooled in the middle of the burning furnace, bless the works of the Lord, the Lord. Deliver, O All-Singing One, through Your prayers from all embitterment and inconvenience of life, and Give me saving protection. Light-bearer of those in darkness, Honest Mary, enlighten the eyes of my soul, I pray, destroying the darkness of passions with Your light. We are kept unharmed from the slander of our enemies, who call on Your name by faith, having turned away their tongues and lips 40, Pure One. For you who gave birth to the Creator of all in the flesh, you strengthen and can do whatever you want, O All-Immaculate One, even more so from future condemnation. I have rejected Your laws and transgressed the saving commandments, O Generous One, and I am terribly afraid of Your judgment, in which I sit and judge and all things, I also cry out: save me, O Word, Mother, with Your prayers. My fortress, hope and singing, my power and salvation, Bride of God Mary, deliver the visible enemies and the fierce invisible ones, who seek to tear me apart like beasts and ultimately destroy me. My entire life, Unclean One, has been lazily accomplished and I am approaching hell now in despair, but grant me correction and do not leave me in the face of bitterness, resorting to Your protection. Having given birth to the Son of God and the Lady of all beings, have mercy on my soul, and on the day of judgment, spare me, and do not leave me to suffer the torments of hell. Stichera, third voice. Similar: By Thy Passion, O Christ: Rejoice, resolution of the oath and outpouring of joy; Rejoice, we joined together as an angel; Rejoice, Mother of God; Rejoice, faithful warm and well-known representation. Rejoice, bright praise and exaltation of faith; Rejoice, we have freed ourselves from the bonds that of ancient times held us in the darkness of ignorance, O Pure One, and in the depth of sins. Rejoice, fleece of Gideon; Rejoice, God's blueprint; Rejoice, mental Frozen Grapple; Rejoice, peace to the Lady; rejoice, really glorious affirmation and praise. As I am supported by many misfortunes and sins for Your intercession, O Lady, I fall down, accursed: do not deprive me of the rich Canon to the Most Holy Theotokos on Tuesday Having fallen from the highest and the best life and belly of the kindest, I have descended into the lowest hell place, but the rulers of everyone and the power of You, the Lady, are again higher than those who gave birth to the Savior mine. The closed gate has opened, O Lady, of Paradise, Your Divine gates are animate and alive, through which God alone has passed through and left closed. Moreover, I pray: open the gates of life for me. The vessel of the All-Holy Spirit is holy and a sacred companion, O Mother of God, my soul, the dwelling place of the wicked spirits, sanctify, the spirit of rightness in renewing my womb today. On the morning of repentance, having torn apart the darkness and the night of passions, my soul, sleeping in the darkness of ignorance, may be awakened and enlightened by the light of God’s wisdom by Thy radiant prayer, O Mother of God. Irmos: Confirmation of those who hope in You, establish, O Lord, the Church, which you have already acquired with Your honest Blood. The earthly race through your heavenly intercession, O Mother of God, also let me and the earthly be free. You have multiplied more than the hair of my head, O All-Immaculate One, the multitude of my evils, but You save me. From my youth, having despised the Divine Nativity of Thy, Lady, commands, I fell away in the passion of wickedness. Now hear the groaning of my voice and grant me a contrite spirit and a humble heart, O Unartful One. Like an animate and living verbal ark, blessed Mariam, who contains the Lawgiver of the Word like Noah, from the flood of delights delivering the world and the Chief of the second world and life. the best. We honor Thee as a golden censer, in which the Word of the Father kindled His all-holy flesh, filling the universe with the Divine stench and sanctify the air, defiled by the fatness of abominable sacrifices, O blessed One. Healing dew drops to all, Pure, like the source of healing and the stream of salvation, and the river of God, filled with immaterial waters, soul-nourishing and life-giving. Likewise, I pray, heal me who is ill. All-immaculate, truly and to the Lady of all, the Lord of all, honored by the unspoken word of Christ, from the dominion of the fugitive His world-lord, deliver me, show me your ever-present servant. Irmos: As Isaiah saw God exalted figuratively on the throne, from the angels of glory Dorinosima, “O accursed one,” crying out, “I have provided for the incarnation of God, the Light of the Unvested and the world ruling." The divine world-setter of the immortal World 41, the holy source of life-giving and living water, the gate of salvation, the verbal paradise of God, the animated city of the King Christ. With a purified mind, always see and contemplate Thee, the joy of my heart, O Virgin, give me strength, and be illumined by Thy light, and perceive Thy fragrance. Grant me the grace of unflattering repentance, secret sighing and tenderness of intercession; Behold, despairing of the multitude of sins, Holy Virgin, I take refuge in Your mercy. The Divine Youth, the Taurus chosen and well-fed, the Lamb who gave birth to the Lamb of Christ, likened me to the sheep, and the fences heavenly and heavenly grains. Irmos: Who has come down to the ends of centuries, Lover of mankind, and the distressed perish through the troubles of misfortune, do not despise those who cry: save, O Savior, as you saved the prophet from the beast. The church and the door, the candlestick, the ark, the curtain and the rod and the tabernacle, the holy land, the Divine table and the bridge, the ladder, the throne, the palace and chamber of God, you appeared, O Virgin. I make You good and red, O Virgin, with kindness the red Lord is more than the sons of earthly sons, Pure, found, rises like the Sun is red, like from the palace of the Bridegroom, Your imperishable womb. Wonderful in the saints, surprise Thee, Lady, marvelous as heaven and earth truly are a mystery! Moreover, Your mercy now surprises me, who demands mercy. Who has raised up the humble nature of man, and who has raised the poor from the earth, and who has raised the wretched from the pus of passions, from the dust of evil, O All-Immaculate One, raise me up. An indestructible wall, a strong foundation, an unsinkable refuge for You, O All-Singing Lady, who is in the abyss of overwhelm. Passion, we faithfully resort to Your quiet intercession, we gain silence. A star has risen up through You, Pure, like Christ from Jacob, who created the moon and the sun in the beginning and enlightenment of night and day, pray to Him to enlighten my soul. Mount Daniel saw Thee, O Virgin, unto the unseen, from whom the Stone of Christ was cut off except his hands, but I pray to Thee: quickly take the stone of the gravest blindness from my heart. From the root of Jesse, the most sacred stem, the incorruptibility of the faithful, bore fruit, and the Divine Flower of life, the blessing blossomed, who dried up the garden of oaths. You brought, pure, like grapes, the belly of the all-ripe bunch, the drunkenness of the delights of the objecting and the worldly wine of reason, flowing from it drinking, being faithful, being celibate. An airy cloud, on which God the Word rode on the clouds, as if he sat on a light cloud, he cast down the ancient Egyptians. idols, destroy, O Virgin, the pillars of my passions. Divine tong, Divine coal ineffably received, quenched the kindled coals of my passions, All-Holy One, with the dew of Your prayers, may I glorify You forever. The bride of the redness of the saints and the heavenly one, liken the palace of me, the bride of the glory of God, with a bright robe, the Mother of God, and the robe of incorruptibility, covering me with dispassion. The dark night has enveloped me, O Young Lady, for I have enslaved myself to the work of darkness, but You Yourself illuminated me with Your light, and enlightened me, singing: Bless, O all the works of the Lord, the Lord, and exalt in This is my intercession, this is my salvation, this is the intercession of my soul and joy, this is my refuge, this is my cover and my known hope, I am red in soul and body, I am red in mind, having found Thee Red, from Thy virgin wombs I am incarnated like news, my disgrace, Pure, adorned like God, pray to Him to save us. The new Baby in Your arms is without beginning, like the broadest being of the heavens and all the most holy creatures, the Virgin, pray for this freely child of me, Pure One, of immeasurable sins. You nourish my life and fill my heart with joy, You resolve the immense sighs of illness, and all the bitterness of my soul, All-Holy One, to the true joy of change. Stichera, third voice. Similar: The Greatness of Your Cross: Rejoice, Most Holy One, Who received the Holy Word of the Most High in Thy womb; Rejoice, honorable glory of the Orthodox; Rejoice, immaterial angel of beauty; Rejoice, Bride of God, refuge of all. Rejoice, most amiable kindness of the whole universe, Mary of God; Rejoice, Divine consolation to the offended; rejoice, the infirm, Pure, visitation; Rejoice, fiery seat of the Lord. Rejoice, unshakable pillar of virginity; Rejoice, All-Benefactor of those who sing songs; Rejoice, golden chamber of the Tsarev; rejoice, world great in malem, All-Pure; Rejoice, our salvation is paramount. You alone are the shameless intercession, the praise and glory of Christians; You set me free from illnesses and clouds of misfortune, O Virgin, and turn the light into consolation. The creation of Arseny the monk, its edge: Third, All-Pure, psalm from Arseny The truly Divine One, the All-Immaculate Virgin, and men of words who have turned from wordlessness to the grace of words, the only motherly one who gave birth to the Word, ask the Mother of God to give me the word, sing and praise Thee. Having recovered, the health of souls deprived, with Your vast power, Honest One, like resorting to the Divine doctor, fortress We seek Yours, so that even perishable nature can perceive the power of bliss and sing Your praises. The all-destructive poison, which was first vomited by our nature, the evil-speaking serpent who entered into paradise, with Your Divine sweetness, O Mother of God, cleanse us, glorify You and strengthen us to rejoice now. We now gloriously enjoy the intelligent nature of the life-giving garden in the vision, warmly for the sake of Thy intercession, O Lady, who turned aside to the earth and ate the tree of Thy who died in We magnify all the songs out of duty. You have received Him comfortably like a treasure, Mother of God, in Your womb. Pray to Christ to truly enrich those who praise You. You have appeared in the midst of the waters, bearing the Sun of truth, and pray to Him to be enlightened by Your servant. O Lady of all, Who has grown the sweetest grapes in the world, made everyone glad with Your bright joy. Take away, O Most Pure One, my yoke from malice and lighten the universal yoke of sins, for may he who is trustworthy always please Thee. Irmos: The heavens have covered Your virtue, O Christ; from the ark you passed through the sanctuary, Your Imperishable Mother, in the church of Your glory You appeared like a Child bearing His hand, and You were filled with all Your praise. You have conquered, O Honest One, with all kinds of virtues: the sky with purity, the whole earth with terrible chastity, and you have surpassed the seas with breadth. Don’t stop praying for everyone, Immaculate Mother of God. Prosper first the rod of Aaron, And thus the rod of Jesse flourished, representing Thee, the Pure One; I will show you from the priests, and from the kings I will show you, but I have grown cold from both, Leading You to the all-fruitful field, which grew in seedless sowing, nourishing everything, and every nature of the Creator Christ, giving bread in the womb, we pray to You, Unfilthy One, to deliver us from the spiritual famine. You understand that the city of the Trinity is animated, the river slaughter, the Good One, makes you happy with the Spirit of aspiration, but the Father, like your dwelling, cleanses you, and the Son abides in your midst; therefore keep us unshakable with Your protection. Irmos: As Isaiah saw God exalted figuratively on the throne, from the angels of glory Dorinosima, “O accursed one,” crying out, “I have foreseen the incarnation of God, the Light of the Everlasting and the world ruling." In an unbearable nature, the uncreated Son born from the Father is immutably founded by You, O All-Pure One, oh miracle! How, in Thy womb, Wisdom builds a house for herself, builds us up and gives us peace? My soul, incapacitated, even immature in my mind in the ways of the world’s sinful greatness, brought to grief, by Your prayers lead me to the sweetness of my belly, Mother of God, with Heavenly Bread, and with Your Fill yourself with grace. Even before the angels had beheld their desire, now the Virgin, having beheld their nature, the Creator of human nature, came, perceived, and embodied God, the angels You excel, and you have revealed our glory. The sinners of the multitude are enlightened, and through their trust in Thee they are made whole, for like a berry in a dream 42 abide in all. For this reason we will not be destroyed by the enemy, as promised by the Lord, but in You, O Virgin, we will find blessing. Mary, Mother of Christ the Creator, the book of God is all sealed, in the books of heaven, write with your prayers, O Pure One, and write to me. Who, through the Divine faith, is the light-bearing priest of Thee, who are wise, in the immaterial light, O Good One, let us become clear to Thy. Quench lust like the wind, crush rage my evil beasts, and my soul, keep the threefold word, O Virgin, 43. In the image of God, let me be enriched, in likeness in likeness, Pure One, preserve. Sedalen, voice three. Similar to: Virgo today: From the warm faith I cry out to You, Mother of God, with unworthy lips and a vile heart, save me, embers of sin, having died in despair, and call us to be saved: Rejoice, Virgin, Christians praise. Strangely depicts, O All-Immaculate, Your Nativity cave, for the three scorching tormentor of the youths, with the fourth singing in vain, cries out: Blessed be God our father. Even though the Shepherd of the sheep has found this in You, and is overlaid with Your most pure blood, he carries it on his shoulder, and he also cries out in faith: Blessed is God our Father. The filth of passions constantly darkens my soul, O Lady, and like a dry reed, it burns the ever-barren one with sin; for this reason, call I cry to You: God-blessed Pure One, deliver me and save me. With Thy cleansing current wash my soul, the scale of sins without place, O Virgin, that by faith I may sing to Thee: Blessed be the flesh of God I will make the golden one and the candlestick, the table and the staff, the mountain of God and the cloud, the palace of the Kings and the throne of fire we call Thee the faithful, the Virgin preserved at the Nativity. Like the Crean, Pure One, having seen Thee, the Word adorned the villages, and from the thorns of nature, from You He is clothed with clothing. Also I call: I am all naked, that I may praise Thee unto all the ages. I am born of You, Who bears all God the Word with His word, Who gives cleansing of sins through You, and I call to You: save me in judgment Me, Lady, as I sing to You forever. The law of my mind, opposing the flesh, the law prevents Your Son from walking in the right ways of the desires of the Divine. I also pray: Guide me through your intercession, O Trokovitsa. Irmos: In the law of the canopy and the scriptures we see the image of truth: every male sex, opening the lie, is holy to God; therefore we magnify the first-born Word, the Father without beginning, the first-born Son, the Matter without artifice. Looking upon Thy merciful eye, we sing from the heart: have mercy on all by Thy compassion, O Mother of God, show Thy Divine grace to those who truly honor Thee, for all are in song. We magnify You with sweet singing. Behold, O Pure One, Your servant, who truly loves You, help You in sorrows, intercede warmly in times of need, deliver You in times of freedom and deliver from adversity; You are the protector of the world and the help of our family. Trinity: Unborn to the most luminous Light, Divine Father and Maker, Son to the Father and Word, be born as from Light Light and Soul the uncreated Divine who arose from the beginning, the Trinity Unity, my God, preserve everything by Your power. Your intercession from above, O Pure One, and send down to us, spread Your earnest prayer to everyone, grant healing grace and miracles many, let us all honor You and constantly magnify You. Rejoice, Mother of the Belly; Rejoice, ever-blessed one, all-rich vision of angels and earthly creatures, rejoice, praised; Rejoice, O Lady, who has exuded joy in man. Rejoice, All-Immaculate One, the Church of Christ has received peace and raised her petitions; Rejoice, mental gate, through which the Most High has passed. Rejoice, O kindness of Jacob, Who loved the Lord; Rejoice, dawn, bearing the Sun; Rejoice, Thou who has delivered men from corruption through Thy Nativity. From every adversity and sorrow, and from fierce enemies, O All-Immaculate One, Thy servants are free; You are the sovereign representation of a money-grubber. The creation of Theoktistus, the monk of Studium, its edge: I sing the third song to You, filled with tears Irmos: The waters of old, by the mania of the Divine, gathered into one congregation and divided the sea by the people of Israel, this our God is glorified; Let us reward him alone because he has become famous. May the reins of my damned soul be richly saturated with tears, and may I bear fruits that are historic, and may my heart be filled with all joy, O Lady, may I glorify Thee. With the grace of mercy, O Lady of all, have mercy on my accursed soul and deliver me from the eternal and demonic fire 44, O Mother of God, I now take refuge under your shelter. Like the unclean house of the Kings, my heart defiled by placeless passions, I pray, cleanse, O Maiden, with Your prayers, and enrich the deeds of a pure life, so that I may glorify Thee. Why is it negligent, O wretched soul, to pass through life and not be afraid of the day of terrible torment? But the rest of you, arise from degradation and laziness, calling diligently: Mother of God, save me, Most Pure One. Deliver Gehenna and all other languor in the hour of judgment of Your servant, and create the Kingdom of Your Son and God as a partaker. Heal the ulcers of my flesh, and the anxiety of many rebellious thoughts, tame the Lady, and give me a peaceful state. Having become damned, my soul is now slushy and there is no healing, O All-Immaculate One, but do not leave me in the end, O Virgin, Thy servant. Reveal Your Divine and Honest Face, I pray to You, O Pure One, upon Your servant and teach me to vindicate Your Son. Irmos: Thou hast laid firm love for us, O Lord, for Thou hast given Thy Only Begotten Son to die for us. We also call upon Thee, giving thanks: glory to Thy power, O Lord. You are all good, Mary the Most Pure, all and gracious, all merciful and Helper to all in adversity and circumstances; Above all, watch over me and protect me. The dark night of passions contains me, wretched one, but with Thy light, O Good One, dissolve the clouds of my soul, and instruct commands to the light We are drowned by the storm of temptations and the troubles of the most evil thoughts, and we are constantly drawn into the depths of despair, save, I cry to Thee, Lady, Thy servant. Whenever my soul wants to be separated from the flesh, then, appearing as compassion, the demons who find me snatch me up, seeking me incessantly, O Maiden, to destruction. Irmos: The Invisible One appeared on earth, and the Incomprehensible One lived by man’s will, and to Thee in the morning, we sing praises to Thee, O Lover of Mankind. See, O Pure One, see the inability of my humble and damned soul, and the invisible enemies of the rise, and deliver me from these harms. I will take my mind into placeless thoughts with demonic slander, do not leave it to the Lady, but present it untransformed. Thy Son appeared as a sinner and a tax collector for the compassion of mercy, and imitating Him, Pure One, now show mercy to me, having sinned more than anyone else. Psi many have truly deceived me, the host of wicked spirits have deceived me, but these, Uncleaver One, have destroyed the deceits. I am immersed in waves of sinful passions and pleasures, Thy servant; Mother of God, lead me with Your Divine nourishment to the haven of repentance. Give me streams of spiritual tears, O Trokovets, so that I may wash away the mud of my sins, and direct me to the water of consolation on the day of judgment. Success to death is more spiritual and I lie in the grave of despair, but give me your hand and raise me, I pray, to repentance and life, instructing me. My many iniquities have truly exceeded my head, as a heavy burden weighs heavily on me, but lighten my yoke, O All-Singing One. Sedalen, voice three. Similar to: The reddest: All my life in negligence, the All-Pure One, passed away, and at the end of time, now approaching, my enemy was afraid: they would tear the food to pieces will they betray me with more destructive rage? But be generous and rid them of their bitterness. Irmos: First of all, the youths did not worship the golden image, the Persian venerator, but three sang in the middle of the cave: “O God of the Fathers, blessed are you.” Oh, merciful Mother of God, Thy servants of Thy compassion, crying with faith to Thy Son: Father God, blessed art thou. Dry up the pasture, O Pure One, from sinful and unclean deeds, so that I may call upon Thy Son with love: Father God, blessed art thou. The human race prays to Thee, Lady Theotokos, have mercy on Thy servant, crying out to Thy Son by faith: Father God, blessed art thou. At the Judgment Seat of Christ, when I want to be judged as guilty, Unclean One, who appears to me to deliver all kinds of torment through Your warm intercession. Do not cease, O Pure One, praying to Your Son and those who honor You in tenderness to be delivered from the snares of the devil, to those who bless the Lord. Not just a hand and a toe, but I extend my mind and soul and heart to You, O Virgin: illuminate me with Your light, wash me with all your tears, cleanse me with all your warm tenderness. The night of sins covers me and confuses me with sins, storms of all kinds of anxiety. I tremble and fear the torment that is mine, O All-Holy One, deliver hope and salvation to the desperate. A less fierce controversy awaits me, wanting to be condemned before the angels and the shame of the people who are numbered; great needs came from me then; Great and rich mercy of Imasha, Who gave birth to the great King. The end is approaching, soul, judgment is at the door, leave your cold affairs and embrace a good life; Supporter of the Mother of God, I deliver you from all bitterness. I mentally fell into the robbers, the accursed one, by those snares of the robe of virtue I was stripped of my mind, and filled with soul-destroying wounds, I cry out to You: Mother of God, do not despise me. My entire life, Unclean One, has become more lazily fulfilled, and those who are now approaching despair are approaching hell, but grant correction and do not leave those who resort to Thy blood in calico embitterment. I lay the infirmity of my flesh and the relaxation of my soul, the sickness of my heart and the deviations of my mind upon You, crying: grant healing, that I may magnify You with praise. Rejoice, representation of all, Mother of the Virgin, who magnify You with glory and warmth of faith; Rejoice, praise and confirmation and protection are not condemnable. Rejoice, Yunitsa, who gave birth to Taurus and is immaculate; Rejoice, One Most Blessed One; Rejoice, Most Glorified One; rejoice, honest decoration of angels; Rejoice, belly Intercessor, Brideless Mother of God Mary. Rejoice, unquenchable light of the world; Rejoice, all-kind Bride; Rejoice, all-golden and Divine Word chamber; Rejoice, O Young Lady, the only refuge of all those who cry out to You “Rejoice.” Eliminate the soul-destroying lions with Your prayers, the hope and intercession of our race, and guide me to the Kingdom of the Highest, and behold the kindness of Thy Son, O Virgin. Creation of Saint John of Damascus 45 Irmos: The waters of old, by the mania of the Divine, who gathered into one host and divided the sea of Israelite people, this our God is glorified; Let us reward him alone because he has become famous. Rejoice, O throne of the Lord; Rejoice, Virgin, who resolved the delights of the darkness and attracted everyone to the Unevening Light; Rejoice, Unartful One; Rejoice, God-written switch, affirmation of the faithful; Rejoice, All-Singing One. Rejoice, O Lord, who bears Manna within and delights all the true Lady with the faith of those who confess Thee; Rejoice, all creatures The ruler who gave birth; Rejoice, you who have illuminated the light of the world, Most Pure One. O great kindness and all-honourable one, Rejoice, thou who art more than nature was saved by Thy Nativity from the depths of unbelief and led to the Divine faith; Rejoice, One Most Blessed One; Rejoice, Bride of God. Light-receiving Virgin, rejoice, who alone gave birth to the Savior of the world and all the ill-fated hopes; Rejoice, Giver of Life; rejoice, Unclean, All-Holy; Rejoice, you who exude ever-animal streams. Divine ladder, even seen by Jacob, leading mortals to the heavenly entrance, Rejoice, O All-Incorruptible, hope of the ill-fated, Fiery mite, containing mental Coal, rejoice, Brideless Mother, with the fire that cleanses the sin of the entire world. Rod, rejoice, the color of life, incorruptible, gloriously vegetated; Rejoice, All-Immaculate; Rejoice, bright dwelling of the Lord. I will shout out to You, the wise and knowledgeable Manna, “Rejoice,” we cry silently, O Most Holy Lady; Rejoice, safe fence for the faithful and Irmos: Thou hast laid firm love for us, O Lord, for Thou hast given Thy Only Begotten Son to die for us. We also call upon Thee, giving thanks: glory to Thy power, O Lord. Rejoice, clever Lastovitsa, truly sweet-tongued, who tired out the mental winter, and by spring, having all in her faith honored You, the Most Pure One, magnifying. Rejoice, Lady, mystical life-giving table, bearing the heavenly bread of Christ in the midst of the sow, Unclean One, from those who partake unspeakably, indescribable life and joy are fulfilled. Rejoice, the treasure of virginity exists and is praiseworthy; Rejoice, You who alone contained the Stone of Life in Your womb; Rejoice, Most Wonderful; rejoice, reliable correction for the fallen. Rejoice, impenetrable stronghold of the faithful; Rejoice, vengeance of the unfaithful and crafty enemies; Rejoice, O All-Wonderful, Blessed One; Rejoice, Lady of all. Rejoice, container of the Unvespers Light; Rejoice, Pure One, healing and immaterial healing for the sick; Rejoice, All-Holy, Divine Master of the Church. Rejoice, cloud-broad tabernacle, golden friend of the Most High; Rejoice, All-Singing One; Rejoice, honest myrrh and all-fragrant censer. Rejoice, unbreakable wall of the faithful, sovereign intercession of the world; Rejoice, Most Immaculate; Rejoice, affirmation of all who sing Thee, Bride of God. Bright Lady's friend, Rejoice, O Pure One, one correction of fallen Adam, and deliverance of Eve's tears, Rejoice, O All-Honorable One. “Rejoice” You Gabriel diligently, all Your people, rejoicing, we call, Lady Theotokos; Rejoice, pure and abundantly bright, even The sun has risen for the faithful. “Rejoice” We cry out with great joy to the All-Immaculate and Mother of our God; Rejoice, unburned bush and uncultivated village, heavenly overgrown Klas. “Rejoice” to You, Queen, faithful, with one mind and serenity we cry out; Rejoice, animated ladder, leading people to heaven and imperishable blessing. All of you “Rejoice” to You, as the ever-animal Power that gave birth, we cry joyfully to the Mother of God; Rejoice, all-bright blueprint; rejoice, the all-powerful stronghold of the universe. Rejoice, spacious chamber of God; Rejoice, many-bright abode of Christ, gold-braided pattern and purple-painted bed, fiery spoon, the highest sky, animated paradise, verbal abiding, glorious throne of the Sovereign; Rejoice, Mother of God Mary. Rejoice, luminous monastery, Mary All-Immaculate; Rejoice, purest village of the Creator; Rejoice, wall and cover are true those who sing sweetly: blessed be God our father. Rejoice, salvation of the Intercessor by man and intercession, beauty and splendor of the Church; Rejoice, victory over kings and those who sing songs of insolence: Rejoice, praise of virgins and blessing of mothers; Rejoice, inexhaustible wealth of the poor; Rejoice, power and glory of the faithful, who cry: blessed be God our father. Rejoice, All-Honorable Mother of God, refuge of men; Rejoice, place of sanctification and settlement of the Most High God, Who we cry in praise of: Blessed be God our father. May you, O Virgin, be truly grateful and “rejoice” with a cry, deliver us from all sin and storms, all needs and circumstances, misfortunes and sorrows all kinds of, and fierce, barbaric behavior. As the broadest heaven and the most glorious cherub, knowledgeable of Thee, Mother of God, we invite You: Rejoice, Mother Virgin, Rejoice, calling to all men, all destruction and fall of demons. Immeasurable sorrows that often find me cursed, misfortunes and harm, all condemnation and illness, all reproach and ulcers, The physical church, alas, has been insanely desecrated, the accursed one, dwelling in the mire of sin; Wash me, I pray, Lady, with Your cleansing current, and bring me into Divine joy and glory. The church, which understands You, contains the God of all and the Creator, Most Holy Lady, “Rejoice” All Your servants cry out to You for love; Rejoice, friend of the Wisdom of God; Rejoice, shameless salvation for those who are faithful to God. Blood of the Divine, Rejoice, O people and all heavenly ranks; Rejoice, praise to the apostles and glory to the martyrs; Rejoice, indescribable insolence of passion-bearers; All saints and righteous ones, rejoice, bright and verbose fertilizer. You extinguish my fierce flames, tame the storm, O Pure One, and quench my sorrow, calm my tears, drive away adversity far from Me, give joy to Your servant, so that He may never cease I magnify Thee who is beneficent. Mother of God, Undefiled, all those who come running to You for protection and strong intercession, accept now the petitions of Your servants, and deliver from the foul-killing hands, O Good One, as you have an invincible power, and in We magnify You unceasingly through our chants. Rejoice, bright chariot of the Lord of creation; Rejoice, warm cleansing of people; Rejoice, Unartful One; Rejoice, All-Immaculate One, who united God with man. Rejoice, appearance of the strange and terrible mystery; Rejoice, heaven has already opened; Rejoice, Divine Table; Rejoice, gloriously corruptible, you who have become undecayed. Rejoice, treasure of the world and care of the poor; Rejoice, ill-fated affirmation; Rejoice, correction of the fallen; Rejoice, help and healing for the weak. Thinking about my many sins in the abyss, to Your help, Unclean One, I resort, O accursed one: save me, O Pure One, and deliver me from bitter torments. The creation of Theoktistus, the monk of Studium, its edge: O Friend of Light, enlighten me with Your light. Amen Irmos: The ancient Israel walked through the black abyss with wet feet, and with the cruciform arm of Moses, he defeated the power of Amalek in the desert. Enlighten me with the light of Your prayers, O Mother of God, Mother of the Being of the Light of the Never-Ending, and pray for the enlightenment of my mind. As a luminous being, the Mother of God All-Immaculate, with Thy bright prayers, Undefiled One, enlighten me in darkness and light to walk in the Divine paths. Enlighten the night of my thoughts with Your light, O Most Pure One, and make my soul a luminous door of light, so that I may see the Light-Giver and Drive away the darkness of my passions, O You who gave birth to the Light, O Mother of God, the most shining light of the sun, O All-Blessed Mother of God. Irmos: Your Church rejoices in You, O Christ, calling: You are my strength, Lord, and refuge, and confirmation. I ask forgiveness for Your enlightening prayers, Unclean One, even mercifully grant me, Light from Light conceived. Illuminate my meaning darkened by Your luminous dawn: You have terribly given birth to the Pure Father’s radiance. There is nothing on earth more sinful than me, Unclean One, and I cry out: enlighten my heart, O door of Light. The village is luminous, of truly bright nature, Divine light and ray of light, Most Pure One, give it to me. Irmos: You are exalted, having seen the Church on the cross, the righteous Sun, standing in its rank, worthy of those who cry: glory to your power, Lord. From my youth, O Most Pure One, I became scalded, Mother of God, sweet, but the Sun of righteousness gave birth to Christ, now with Your light enlighten my blackened heart. Light medicine of existence, enlighten my mind, luminous dwelling place of the Word, and bring out the darkness, All-Singing Light-Giver, instilling me in the immaterial light. I have enslaved myself to malice in all sorts of ways, but I now resort to You when I am darkened: Enlighten me, O Gate of Light, and deliver Gehenna and the immaterial light Having given birth to the Lawgiver and Light-Giver, scatter the bitter darkness of my mind with the light of Your prayers, and save me, O Lady, defiled, Unclean. Irmos: You, my Lord, Light, have come into the world, Holy Light, turning those who sing of You from darkness of ignorance to faith. Light from the Light is more than words, give me light, turn from the dark ignorance of those who sing of Thee by faith. Like the greatest cherub and seraphim, enlighten my soul with Your light, O Light-Giver. Who can comprehend Your ineffable light, Most Bright Mother of God? Because you gave birth to the Trinity terribly. Equal to the Son of the Father and the Spirit, Who gave birth to the Light more than words, the All-Immaculate One, enlighten me with His light. Irmos: I will devour Thee with a voice of praise, Lord, the Church cries out to Thee, having been cleansed from the blood of demons, for the sake of mercy the blood flowed from Thy side. Turn my lamentation into joy, O All-Singing One, and transform the ailments, darkness and passions of all into silence and perfect health. Be gracious to me, O most merciful One, the purest essence of the sun's radiance, and fill my heart with Thy Divine light. With enlightening manias, O Virgin, guide the darkened accursed Thy eternal Son to the light, and the lamp of my soul I alone most honorably know You, All-Immaculate, Cherub, who gave birth to the light of the Ruler, Mother of God, Whose prayer pray to me for the light Sedalen, tone four. Similar to: Ascend: I regret the path of virtue and repentance, strengthen the narrow and sharp path for me; expand my close heart in sorrow, Enrich my soul with good deeds, and lead me from the passions of strife to the breadth of dispassion. Irmos: In the cave of Abrahamstia, the youths of the Persians, with the love of piety rather than with flames, cried out: “Blessed are you in the church of Your glory, O Lord.” I, O Virgin, have surpassed all that is lawless, even before the law, in truth and in the law; but She who gave birth to the unapproachable Light of my sins Having renovated the corrupted world, Materodevo, having given birth to the true Light, enlightened every person. Therefore, now enlighten my souls with my eyes, Make my soul most beautiful now, and make my soul all-bright, O Mother of God, Who gave birth to the Father’s radiance terribly, for you and the ever-present light Heal the contrition of my soul, Mariam, the chariot of Light, and grant me Thy Son’s procession to the light always, so that I may see the eternal light. Irmos: Daniel stretched out his hands, the gaping lions in the den; Having extinguished the fiery power, the zealous youths, girded with virtue, cried out: “Bless all the works of the Lord, the Lord.” May I see the light of Your prayers, the Light that has given birth to man, ineffable, and the feelings of my soul, Unfilthy, enlightening, and taking away the darkness of ignorance, and may I cry: O Light-Giver, rejoice, All-blameless. The darkness of my passions, the animated cloud of Light, O All-Honorable Mary, enlighten with luminous prayer, and clear my mind, let me call You, Let us save the Mother of God, Rejoice, Most Pure One. Richly and enlighteningly fulfilled Thy prayer, O All-Singing One, illuminating all the ends of the world and clarifying the hearts of the faithful, crying out: O Light-Giver, rejoice, O Undefiled One. No one is worthy to bring a song to You, O All-Light Maiden, for You, the All-Immaculate One, gave birth to more than the meaning of the Light-Giver Christ, enlightening the souls of those who call: Light-Giver, Rejoice, O All-Tsarina. Irmos: The uncut stone from the uncut mountain You, O Virgin, the cornerstone was cut off, Christ, the aggregator of the dispersed nature; Thus we rejoice, We magnify You, Mother of God. Undefiled, illustrious Maiden, with Your luminous prayer, enlighten the apple of my mind and my bodily senses, so that I may see the light of the Light-Giver and my Savior. One surpassed, O Maiden, the fornication of earth-born all nature, and the dumbest beasts appeared most senselessly, but by the light of prayers Give your light, I pray. The damned one has sinned many times, but You, Virgin, enlighten me, and deliver me from eternal darkness, and guide me to an imperishable life and heavenly pleasure. Rejoice, O Youth, All-Immaculate; Rejoice, Brideless Virgin; Rejoice, glory to the angels, and rejoice to the apostles, praise; Rejoice, crown of the martyrs and joy of the saints. Stichera, tone four. Similar: Like doble in the martyrs: Rejoice, Unclean Lady, chamber of God, and angels, rejoice, joy; Rejoice, Adam’s proclamation and Eve’s deliverance; Rejoice, clever ladder, leading the dead to heaven and imperishable glory; Rejoice, the kings of the great powers and the indestructible fence. Rejoice, All-Immaculate Youth, sacred lordship and kings, rejoice, diadimo; Rejoice, hellish mortification; Rejoice, cleansing of sinners; Rejoice, depth of thought immeasurable and height unspeakable; Rejoice, joy to those who mourn; Rejoice, you have faithfully protected those who flow and pray to You, Undefiled One. Rejoice, all most wonderful creatures; Rejoice, substratum of theology; Rejoice, you who have mastered the Scriptures and Divine prophecies, O All-Pure One; Rejoice, prophecy and fulfillment of all ends; Rejoice, We worship Her as the One Divinity in the Trinity. And I offer my soul and my body and my thought to You, All-Pure Mother of God: ask for this offering, and for this leap of death, enlighten me with Your Divine light, so that you may be complacent I contemplate the glory of the Trinity and unceasingly magnify Thee, the all-bright Lady. Irmos: Tristates strong, Be born of the Virgin, dispassionately in the depths of the soul flood the tripartite flood, I pray that You, as in the tympanum, in the mortification of the body will sing a victorious song. Most bright candle of the Sun of glory, the fire of my soul, ever quenched by negligence, kindle with the oil of Divine deeds, O Most Pure One, let us drink, so that I glorify Thee with faith and love. Having sprinkled, Honest One, my defiled soul with hyssop of repentance, cleansed it quickly, and washed it with tears, making it whiter than snow, creating intelligent joy and joy. City of God the All-Tsar, pious friend of God, honorable vessel, All-Immaculate Mother of God, keep Thy inheritance, everlasting Who praises You and honors Your Christmas with faith. Blessed are the people who glorify Thee, the Mother of God, without falsehood, and ever blessed are Thee, the Unfilthy One, as Thou didst prophesy in sacred prophecy, when Thou didst carry Christ within. Irmos: We do not boast in wisdom and strength and wealth, but in You, the Father’s hypostatic Wisdom, Christ; No, I am holy more than You, O Lover of mankind. The Wisdom of God will find the purest dwelling, from Your most pure blood it will become incarnate, and after Christmas will appear incorruptible. On this terrible day of torment, I will find unfaithful intercession for you, and at the time of my exodus, speedy intercession, O Mother of God. Your intercession, All-Holy Virgin, is a money-grubber; turn our lamentation into joy, and deliver us from sorrows that give birth to death. You, All-Holy One, the Most Holy One who gave birth to the Word, sanctify our souls and bodies that bless You, the All-Blessed One. Irmos: Seated in glory on the throne of the Divine, the Divine Jesus came in a light cloud with an imperishable hand, and those who saved called: Glory, O Christ, to Thy power. Divine stakti and cassia from Your vestments, All-Holy Maiden, the sweet-smelling grace of purity, Who is seated in the bosom of the Parents, fragrant, into Your bosom He brought Him. Golden lamp, Virgin Queen, who embodied God, shine upon me the rays of repentance; Cloudy sun, give light to my heart’s intelligent feelings. Most Holy Theotokos, you have been pleased to dwell in Nyuzha, as in a fragrant house, the Word of the Father, Consubstantial, show me the house of the Divine Spirit, calling: Glory, Pure, to Thy Nativity. Mary, the Braconian, the sweetest name and, more than the stone of gold, wealth and most honorable property, save me by resorting to You. Irmos: The wicked will not see Your glory, Christ, but we sing of You, the Only Begotten, the Fatherly glory of the Radiance of the Divine, from the night in the morning, we sing praises to You, the Lover of Mankind. We are delivered from fierce manifestations and pernicious sins, passions, sorrows and circumstances, faithfully singing to Thee, Ever-Virgin Mother of God. Divine Coal gave birth to flesh, kindled coals of my sweet passions with the dew of mercy quench, O Lady, ineffable Keep my soul like the apple of my eye in the blood of Your wing, O Good One, and free me from languor and torment from evil spirits. With all my heart, Mother of God, confess to the Savior my accursed goodness, the petrification of her, the All-Immaculate One. Irmos: The prophet Jonah cried out, prefiguring the three-day burial, praying in the whale: “Deliver me from aphids, O Jesus, King of hosts.” Plant my soul, like a tree that bears many fruits, Divine fear, and the fruit that is inside the grace to bring forth virtues, from which man is nourished, O Lady. Shine upon me rays of repentance, and clouds of destruction from evil thoughts, clouds of the Sun of righteousness, O All-Immaculate One. Tame the fierce power of my passions 46, and consume the storm of thoughts, firm intercession and protection of all, All-Singing One. My sins are multiplying more than the sand of the sea, choking me, and they torment me like a heavy burden, but You, Virgin, save me before the end, having spared me. Sedalen, tone four. Similar to: Soon to be preceded: Pure, Unartificial, Christian hope, the Intercessor of the poor, those who mourn for joy, those who cry for consolation, deliver me, who contain unexpected misfortunes, heal me, the ailment of the flesh and in spirit: I have come to You, O One All-Immaculate One. Irmos: Having saved Your youths in the fires of Abraham, and having killed the Chaldeans, even having grasped the truth, O most venerable Lord God, our father, blessed art Thou. The sacredness of the church, the receptacle of mercy, the abiding of true righteousness, I pray to the Lady, who has justified and saved me, who has justified Christ. Imashi even the might, Pure One, who gave birth to the Lord, also the passions of dominion and the sweets of freedom, let me call to Thy Nativity: God our father, blessed art thou. Inexpressibly in the womb and naturally the indispensable God Who has received, for the sake of good health, having spoken to man, let us worship Vernia, as the Blessed Mother of the Lord. Free the sinful captives with Your mother's boldness, piously and faithfully singing sweetly to Your Nativity, All-Holy One: Most venerable Lord, God of our father, blessed are you. Irmos: Daniel stretched out his hand, and zapped the gaping lions in the den; Having quenched the fiery power, girded with virtue, the zealous youths cried out: “Bless all the works of the Lord, the Lord.” Rod from the root of Jesse, Virgin, you appeared, the flower of the Almighty Lord sprouting, fragrant and giving your sense of smell to those who cry: all you do, sing to the Lord. The paradise that was before You is opened again, and the formerly condemned man is brought in, and most truly, God-honored One, the confusion of men is adored, 47 crying out: all you do, sing to the Lord. Deliver me from the yoke of grave sins, O Most Blessed One, and crush my heart, clear my soul and my rotten and unworthy mind, so that I may sing: all you do, sing to the Lord. O Virgin, heal my ailing soul and wash away the mud of passions within me, and present to the judgment seat of the Almighty God all who are saved, and sing a song: all you do, sing to the Lord. You are the fertilizer of all who boast about You, You are the joy of the world and the consolation of Your servants, You are the delight and desire of those who sing of You, Mother Virgin. We sing of Your unspeakable glory and unconditional grace: For You are the source of wisdom, from which the Word came to all who honor You, Undefiled One, and to those who sing of Your Nativity. You appeared to the cherub, greater than and wider than the heavens, the Immaculate Virgin Mary, having given birth to the Great Council of the Angel, co-existent with the Father and co-essential with the Spirit. All-Holy Virgin, Lady, have mercy on me, for I have no other hope of salvation, save for Your intercession, help and protection. Stichera, tone four. Similar: Called from Above: Rejoice, purest friend of the Light; Rejoice, pillar of fire, leading Israel inside into the Divine chamber, One; Rejoice, cloud, the great Sun of the world, illuminating and bringing those sleeping in the darkness of ignorance to the never-setting Light; Rejoice, Virgin; Rejoice, All-Honorable One; Rejoice, Mother of Christ our God, pray to Him to save and enlighten our souls. Rejoice, bright dwelling of the Lord; Rejoice, thou who art all over the throne; Rejoice, most valuable candlestick; Rejoice, scarlet, who wetted Thy scarlet blood to the God-giving King; Rejoice, animated city, crowned with honor and sovereignty of those who reign piously; Rejoice, invincible insolence of militants; Rejoice, O all-sung door of the Lord, pray to Him to save and enlighten our souls. Rejoice, most honorable Lord in the church; Rejoice, Divine Table, who bore bread; Rejoice, the grapes are not watered, sweet one Growing bunches; Rejoice, sweetest singing and delight of heavenly minds; Rejoice, most reddish and all-fragrant flower of human nature; Rejoice, saffron-white and sweet-smelling Crene; Rejoice, paradise of immortal food; Rejoice, most zealous child. I confess to You, Pure Mother of God, my fierce one, my sins; Even if I conceal it, on the day of judgment all kinds of things will be revealed to the opened books: eyes I have desecrated, behold, placeless, my hand has been lawlessly stained by the action of the cold, my body has been bruised, cursed, and my soul has been wounded by sins; have mercy show me generously and the portions of the saved heir through Your prayers. The work of Mitrofan of Smyrna, its edge: Canon Four to the Virgin of Mitrofan Irmos: Ancient Israel walked across the black deep sea with damp feet and defeated the power of Amalek in the desert with the cruciform hand of Moses. You have truly and truly given birth to God and the Lord, and the One Mother of God has truly and sovereignly called you, Pure; Moreover, we faithfully honor and dutifully glorify Thee. The Star of Jacob rose, All-blameless, from You, Who counted the multitude of stars like God; Moreover, His darkness has been washed away, removing my sin. Bride of God's incarnation, Pure, verbal and blameless, knowing You in reality, I pray to deliver me from the flesh and spirit of passions, from temptations and circumstances. Like the ladder of the coming of the Almighty to us, He who descended to the earth, lifts me from earthly carnal passions to heaven and guides me to God. Irmos: We do not boast in wisdom and strength and wealth, but in You, the Father’s hypostatic Wisdom, Christ; No, I am more holy than You, O Lover of mankind. An ever-flowing source, you are a consolation to those who mourn; Likewise, for me, Lady, flow forth streams of Thy prayer waters and quench the furnace of passions. Healed me with placeless thoughts, healed the fierce ulcer of our nature: for this you gave birth to the Maker and the Lord. In the abyss of many sins, passions and misfortunes, I will soon direct me to the great refuge, O All-Immaculate One, of Your intercession. Like the rain on the fleece of the Divine One in Your womb, O my heart, scorched by passions, rain it with Your prayers. From the peace of Your Son, the fragrance of the belly of all, drain away the dispassionate ointment of my soul, O Unfilthy One, and cleanse all the mud of passions thereof. Blackened by the dung of sin, sprinkle me with the hyssop of Your prayers, and wash me, and cleanse me from the filth of passions, Lady, and show me the dwelling of Christ. I have written a sealed book with Your divine finger, I pray, O All-Pure One: write and write prayers with Your fingers for the forgiveness of my sins Even on the tops of the holy mountains the house of God was, as the prophet said before, the house of Christ has been cleansed, show me, O Lady, by Your intercessions. Irmos: You, Lord, my light, you came into the world, Holy Light, turning you from darkness of ignorance to praising You by faith. Like the dew of Aermon, who descends to Zion, You know, Mother of God, I pray to quench the furnace of my passions. Paradise of the belly, Mother of God, essence, deliver me soon from the death of sin and manifold passions. Alavaster, Pure One, the being of the mental World, poured out upon the earth from heaven, and now bless me. Thou hast bestowed upon man, who has flown to corruption, Thy Divine Nativity, and even before incorruption, O Virgin, Thou hast granted. The palace is glorified, O glorious Lady, Thou hast glorified the King of Glory among men, and also honor me with imperishable glory. You have established the inevitable corruption of nature with indestructible incorruption; but stop, O Unfilthy One, both the currents of my passions and carnal wisdom Mortify the movements of my passionate body and subdue my playing flesh of my mind, like those who bridle the lot, Pure One, with the straps of Your prayers. Apart from the laws, O All-blameless One, you gave birth to the true Lawmaker, pray to Him for my soul, which has submitted to the law of sin, to be merciful and Extending from earth to heaven, the immaterial ladder secretly symbolizes the verbal and animate ladder of thee: You have torn apart the mediastinum of the city, All-singing, previously dispersed, you have united the sky having combined the earth and people, mixing it with an angel. Irmos: In the cave of Abrahamstia, the youths of the Persians, with the love of piety rather than with flame, cried out: “Blessed are you in the church of Your glory, O Lord.” Like a fiery being and a God-receiving bush, the thorns of evil thoughts fell, the Pure One; illuminate my soul and meaning, but the abyss The majesty from all eternity is one and the Divine glory you have found on earth, the second heaven has appeared; You will consume great praise from your enemies Divine sanctuary of benevolence and goodness, pour out upon me abundantly the riches of Your bounties, and wash away the filth of my sins, quench the hatred of the flesh 48. Even though God gave me the spiritual wealth that I have been given, before I took him out of fornication alive, I exhausted him with bodily sweets, but like a fornicator, with your prayers, O Virgin, justify me. Irmos: Daniel stretched out his hand, and zapped the gaping lions in the den; Having quenched the fiery power, the zealous youths, girded with virtue, cried out: “Bless all the works of the Lord, the Lord.” Dissolve the sins of my captivity and bodily desires to object, and cut off the deceit of my thoughts, and quickly cleanse the secret thoughts of Your servant, Mother of God, intercession and intercession of all the faithful. The mountain of God is revealed, insect-free and fat, and more often than not, cover me, O Pure One, with the frequency of Your prayers, and deliver the fowler’s snares, and from Keep away from demonic arrows and cold thoughts. Conceive me with the fear of God, and create the spirit, O Lady, crushed in my womb, and give birth to a virtuous life and a terrible one by the evil demon, and show me the Divine face of an angelic interlocutor. Open for me quickly, O living door, the door of my hope, and guide me, O Unfilthy One, to the never-ending life and the Kingdom of the Heavenly servant Show your heir, the Divine glory of the holy communion. Irmos: Eve, because of the illness of disobedience, took an oath; But You, Virgin Mother of God, through the vegetation of womb-bearing the world and the blessing you have flourished, therefore we all magnify You. Listen to the prayers of Your servant and quickly, O Pure One, deliver me from those who offend and spite me from the invisible enemies, and save me from needs and sorrows and diverse circumstances. I am wounded and sick with sinful wounds, O All-Holy Virgin, heal and deliver from evil thoughts, Who gave birth to the All-Powerful Word, the Good and the Lover of Mankind. For the sake of Adam who fell first, Thy Son, the Most Blessed One, has entered into death and death; me too Restore from the passions of the fall with Your prayers. Save, Mother of God, who resort to You from misfortune and adversity, from sin and the storm of carnal passions, and anxiety, and the circumstances of everyday life, Stichera, tone four. Similar: You gave a sign: Rejoice, purest chamber of the Tsarev; Rejoice, Immaculate Bride; Rejoice, unburnt bush; Rejoice, Divine blood and all representation; Rejoice, undefiled tabernacle; Rejoice, Lady of all creation; Rejoice, golden censer; Rejoice, all-wonderful Lady; Rejoice, Divine Paradise, who grows the Tree of Life. Rejoice, Brideless Mother, most honest and golden presence of the Most High; Rejoice, Divine Wall, Inexperienced Young Lady; Rejoice, bright lamp; peace to all, rejoice, deliverance; Rejoice, flower of faith, tormentors of insolence with irresistible force Destroying with your grace. Rejoice, all-immaculate Lamb of Christ the Archpastor; Rejoice, ever-flowing source, ambrosia, draining the place of 49 nectar; Rejoice, world-setter of the intelligent golden world, the stench of the fragrant passions; Rejoice, inexperienced one, honest adornment of angels and fertilizer of men, who faithfully glorify Thee. O ill-fated and damned one, I place all my hope in You, Most Immaculate Lady, with an all-soul appeal: do not deny me from Thy face, hate me below, I am unworthy, close Thy humane womb, Mother of Love, for I have not acquired anything else intercession of Your servant. The work of Saint Theophan of Nicea, inscribed, its edge: I bring the first fruits of praise to Thee, Lord Irmos: I will open my lips, and they will be filled with the Spirit, and I will vomit a word to the Queen Mother, and I will appear brightly triumphant, and I will sing, rejoicing, those miracles. The pure fivefold senses, Lady, give understanding and show the ten-stringed organ with grace, the Wisdom that gave birth sent out, in agreement, let me sing to You. Fortress, All-Immaculate, Great Council, the Angel, who was all tired of things that did not exist before, came from You for goodness, and tearing up the handwriting, leaving it as a gift. The cloud is animated by the radiance of our Father, Lady, Light of the East, who enlightened our absurdity and attracted everything to the heavenly. You see the inconceivable 50 beauty of the heavenly powers and all creation, the Pure Mother of God, who deified human nature and put to death hell by Your Nativity. Irmos: Thy hymns, Mother of God, living and unenvious source, spiritually establish the face of the whole body, in Thy Divine glory the crowns of glory of grace. Having conquered the limits of nature and resolved the laws of nature more than the mind by Your birth, the Undefiled Virgin Mother, from You the Immaculate One will perceive carnal existence. Solomon, O Lady, beholds your unclean bed, stupefied by sixty wise men, in whom God receives flesh and lies down, and speaks to man. The Word of God carried the scarlet from Your honest blood without alteration or confusion, and covered Adam’s nakedness, clothed in Divine beauty. The unbearable receptacle of the Divinity and the city of God, the All-Immaculate One, appeared, in the midst of the great work of the ineffable mind, which has not been heard from the ages. Irmos: Seated in glory on the throne of the Divine, the Divine Jesus came in a light cloud with an imperishable hand, and those who saved called: Glory, O Christ, to Thy power. Rather, living immortality, okrane, oozing benevolent nectar, sweet and golden-streaming, even watering the burning thirst, true paradise, All-Red Lady. The golden candlestick, with the seven-bright graces, Christ the Sun has chosen Thee from all generations, and from those who never set, He has descended, unskillfully to lead the flesh of man to creation. The sustainer of all, the one who unites, is the same as the ends and the separated one; You, the highest and the lowest, are celebrated and glorified by everyone as the Intercessor of Thee, the Lady. The worker of the two-union nature, the Youth, was more than the mind, words and thoughts, from which the whole Lord was woven, not by change, but by unification, bearing the incarnation. Irmos: Everyone was terrified of Your Divine glory: You, the Artless Virgin, had in your womb God above all, and you gave birth to a flightless Son, giving peace to all who sang Your praises. My strength and song, All-blameless, you, the firm foundation of the truth, the blessing of the proclamation, I have placed in it, Honest One, all my hope my life and belly are pleasure. Pure, graciously you are surrounded by the unbearable nature, having hidden the Divinity in the womb, and invariably in the Hypostasis of the one Flesh-Bearer God has appeared to everyone and the pre-existent Man. You are the sweet sea, both impassable and finally drowning the tristates and horsemen with the mental Pharaoh, and saving New Israel to the City of Heaven and a quiet refuge. “Prosper well and marvelously in kindnesses,” the singing Bride calls to you; Here came the good healer, human nature, nobler than nobleness, the Lady, and saved them from the hand of a stranger. Irmos: This divine and all-honorable celebration, God of God, Mother of God, come, let us clasp our hands, from Her we glorify the God who was born. We preach the Wisdom and the Word, the Son of the Eternal Father, who entered into Your womb, Undefiled, and with His strongest teaching has deified us. Having filled the mountains with mania, the mental mountain of Thee, the God-gracious One, has been shown, overshadowed by virtues, and the flesh of Thyself has been cut out. Bitten by the poison of the serpent, destroy our ancestors, but from Yours, Most Pure One, unspeakable Christmas, nature is adored in all the best ways. I preach that miracles are in vain, more than intelligence and knowledge: how is the Inconceivable One invariably contained in You, as is the Creator of the creature, the Lady? We take up arms against our enemies, we who fight, because we are fiercely desirous of Your heritage, O Queen Mary of all; destroy the barbarians of insolence with your own hands, and let them take you away Your beloved nations have consumed Your strength with Your Divine mania. Irmos: I did not serve the creation of God more than the Creator, but I courageously overcame the fiery rebuke, rejoicing, singing: “O venerable Father, Lord and God, blessed art thou.” Surpasses all meaning of the strange birth of Thy: carnally described by His nature, Unapproachable and Indescribable, Thy handmaid was written in the book of beasts, O All-Holy Mother of God. The verbs prophesied in You have been fulfilled, O Bride of God: Having given birth to the beautifier of the world, You have adorned and enlightened everything, O Blessed Lady, the salvation of men. Equally powerful to the Father and the Spirit, you gave birth to the Word, becoming into two beings, a single Hypostasis, Blessed Lady, the salvation of men. To the unseen we understand the depth of Thee and the unspeakable height, O Virgin Mother, who has exalted our divine nature by Thy Nativity, Blessed Lady, the salvation of men. Irmos: The pious youths in the cave saved the Nativity of the Theotokos; Then what was formed, now in action, raises up the entire universe to sing to You: Sing to the Lord, do ye, and exalt Him to all the ages. The divine treasure of all purity and the God-ordained dwelling place of virginity appeared thou, O Bride of God, most fragrant The planter of creation and the Divine house, also Thee, the Virgin, we praise and extol forever. Deities You carried Fire, like a bush, in Your unburnt womb, Eve’s giving and duty, All-singing, resolving Your Divine Nativity; Moreover, we praise Thee, O Virgin, and extol forever. He has received me in all things, imperishable and immutable and unconfused according to the Hypostasis, the Word of the All-perfect, who has deified me in all things, O Lady, the best of all: also, we praise Thee, O Virgin, and extol in eyelids. The Sly One 51 of nature came from the mountain to the Mother of God, as the Baby Pissing is now seen to be carried by the mother’s hands, and all the Mother raises Him up to sing and glorify Him, as one Mother of God. Irmos: Let every earth-born leap, let us be enlightened by the Spirit, let the nature of disembodied minds triumph, honoring the sacred triumph of the Mother of God, and let it cry out: Rejoice, All-Blessed Mother of God, The bright chariot of the Word of existence, the fiery chariot, the chariot of many names, the immaterial throne, the incomparable chariot, the golden-braided chariot of the affirmation of the Divine, Thy Son chariot Show me with dispassion of mind, O Bride of God. The new heaven of the heavens, above all, was prepared for You, and was hidden from all the heavenly powers, and descended ineffably all into Your womb, without truly departing, O Bride of God, the only Father nature. Love the bright sun, O Lady, the Undefiled One, and lead with the ineffable word to the revival of the dead nature; also from We praise You with love through faith and honor You as the divine wine of communion. Establish, O All-Immaculate One, the passions of the rumor from my heart, quench the leaping of the flesh, strengthen the mind to immaterial vision and thoughts Convert disorderly aspirations to dispassion, and grant the future life. Rejoice, joy of the Divine powers; Rejoice, honesty of the apostles; Rejoice, wedding of the martyrs, praise of the saints, the announcement of fasters, hierarchs, prophets, and the prolix hearing of the Mother of God, angels and men, which exceeds all creatures. Rejoice, holy dwelling of the Lord of creation; Rejoice, All-Immaculate Mother of God; All-bright one, rejoice, candlestick; Rejoice, animated city; Rejoice, bridge, bringing the dead to life; Rejoice, Pure, All-Holy Virgin; Rejoice, united on earth with those on high through Your Nativity. Rejoice, gold-plated gate; Rejoice, fiery throne; Rejoice, light-gilded Divine Table; Rejoice, golden-braided palace, scarlet-shaded mantle 52; Rejoice, bright chariot; Rejoice, glorious village; Rejoice, lightning-glazed church; Rejoice, beauty and kindness to my soul, Virgin Mother of God. Tmoritsa, the All-Immaculate One, was moved to repent of my sins, but my evil custom does not leave me. For this sake, for your sake I cry, and falling down with tears, I pray: remove this torment from me, instructing for better things and salvation for those who hold on. The creation of Elijah Ekdik, its edge: Elijah’s prayer to the Mother of God One in temptation and sorrow who protects under Your roof, O All-Holy One, those who come running warmly, accept, as the Most Blessed One, even from Thee, the foolish one, will find refuge, but the one who is weary of misfortunes and misfortunes, I sing with gratitude to Thee, Ever-Virgin. With Your merciful and benevolent eye, Mother of God, see me in the circumstances and misfortunes, soon free me, I ask You: help me. Eve of condemnation was saved and Adam was saved by You, and I fall with You, Pure One: turn my tears into joy and freedom from troubles. Irmos: The bow of the mighty is weak, and the weak are girded with strength; therefore may my heart be established in the Lord. Weapons are irresistible and you have acquired the wall, I turn the opposing regiments and sing to Your majesty, O Mother of God, Unartificed. You destroy the substance of sorrows and extinguish despair; who else, as You, Virgin, are God, omnipotent? Hear the title of Your servant, demanding Your help, O Mother of the Virgin: my hope, hear and strive to save me. Behold, O Good One, that we may be saved: by divine mania you have embodied God’s Word, all that is transient more than words and reason. Having beaten my enemies in vain, as my soul loves to win those who strive, keep me, O Lady, hateful in You, so that I may glorify You with joy. Delivering me from a flattering tongue, show me without stumbling to my Good Representative from the deeds of this life, many more You can, as the Mother of the Creator. Knowing the healing that quenches Your illness, I cry out in weakness in soul and body: heal me, O Lady, save me and have mercy on You, having taken refuge in Your prayer book. For we all praise thee, angel and man, O Ever-Virgin Mary, and pray faithfully: pray, O Lady, that we may be delivered from adversity. Irmos: You, Lord, my light, you came into the world, Holy Light, turning those who sing of You from darkness of ignorance to faith. Direct, O Pure One, the prayer of Thy servant to the Lord Thy Son, that I may seek permission for many sins. Deliver me from passions and misfortunes, Bride of God, for God put you as an intercession to Him for my humility. You are my protection, joy and praise, O Lady Theotokos, and do not in any way despise those who come running to You. Now ask for forgiveness of our sins, and deliver us from the troubles and unclean passions of Your prayers, O All-Singing One. My fortress you yourself, the Undefiled Lady, in the unexpected sorrows that have found me, and I cry out to you, for the great is the omnipotent protection Heal my soul and ulcers, intercede for me, O Virgin, and deliver from the slander, slander and unrighteous aspirations of your servant. Destroy Thy prayer book against me, who always consult unrighteously, do not leave me to perish, for all things are possible to You, like the Mother of God. Rest my soul, my fierce anxiety, as many sins, temptations and sorrows have risen upon me, but save me, O Lady. We sing praise to You, Bride of God, Mother of Christ God, glorifying Your incomprehensible Nativity, through which we will be delivered from the delights of the devil and all kinds of troubles, Lady Theotokos, and by faith we cry: Have mercy on Your flock, O All-Singing Virgin. Irmos: Having saved Your youths in the fires of Abraham, and having killed the Chaldeans, even when you grasped the truth, O most venerable Lord God, our father, blessed are You. Who from Hagar quickly destroys the enemy with the sword, praying to You, save Your people and Your flock, calling to Your Son: Our father, God, blessed are You. Mental ark, accept my name, having resorted to You, so that the enemy who drives me out will not destroy me, singing to Your Son, the Mother of God: father on Our God, blessed are you. Mother of God Miriam, ahead of Your servant, she is in trouble, distressed by temptations, poor in help and crying out: the hope of those who are unreliable, have mercy on me. Human misfortunes, as if guilty of sins, now, O All-Blessed Mother of God, dissolve with Your Divine prayers, and slaves Thy deliverance from sins, guilt and all harm. Irmos: Omnipotent Redeemer of all, in the midst of the pious flame, you descended, watered you and taught you to sing: all you do, bless, sing to the Lord. A wicked tongue has come against us; Thy servants shall boast; divide it, Unfilthy, cover those calling: all do, bless, sing to the Lord. For You are my strength and help, I am not afraid of the abominations of the enemy, and I sing praises to You, Lady, and cry: all things, bless, sing With my prayer now, move forward and grant me joy in sorrow, so that I may praise Thee, O Lady, and cry to Thy Son: all the works, bless, sing to the Lord. Your many bounties save us, All-Holy Mother Virgins, from the sins of torture and various misfortunes, for You, who gave birth to God, saved the whole world. Irmos: Eve, through the illness of disobedience, took an oath: But You, Virgin Mother of God, through the vegetation of womb-bearing, the blessing of the world has blossomed, therefore we all magnify You. Prepare your weapons against us, the lawless avenger of Arabia is conferring; But You, Virgin, by the power of the Cross and Your prayers, armed Your prayer books; From there we preached Your glory. You have given power to my enemies, and deliver me from misfortunes; What am I going to bring to you? I am truly perplexed; both, Lady, hedgehog Imam, I offer thanks to You: accept this and save me. All-Light Mother of all, Creator, consolation for the insulted, intercession for the offended, intercession for the offended, speedy visitation of the weak, keep me until the end of my life. Troubled by many sins and adversities, O All-Singing One, do not despise me; Now I offer a sacrifice of praise to You, diligently crying out: Most Holy Theotokos, help me; Glorifying you, I sing a song. Rejoice, sweet-smelling Shipok, one vegetated, much-desired kindness; Rejoice, Unartful One; Rejoice, vessel of the Divine and valuable world; Rejoice, Who were led up to heaven before being killed, having crawled into the abyss by the evil deeds of the serpent; The fence of the faithful is indestructible, Rejoice, Immaculate One. Rejoice, inexhaustible one who has exhausted the current of your belly; Rejoice, rod, unfading flower; Rejoice, Thou Whose We Go with Perception; Rejoice, the only godless furnace that has quenched; Rejoice, rise of fallen Adam, O All-Singing One. Rejoice, most glorious palace of the Queen; Rejoice, Immaculate Bride; Rejoice, burning bush; Rejoice, Divine Bed; Rejoice, intercession of those who trust in Thee; Rejoice, Lady of all creatures; Rejoice, golden censer; Rejoice, all-wonderful Lady; Rejoice, Divine Paradise, Tree of life that has vegetated. I cry and sob, the misfortunes that now rage upon me are in vain, O all-damned one, but to Thee, O ill-fated Virgin, I fall: do not despise me, Good one, do not reject me as unworthy, but fill my heart with joy, Joy that has given birth, so that the inexhaustible depth of sorrows does not devour me. The creation of Manuel, the Great Rhetor Irmos: I will open my mouth, and I will be filled with the Spirit, and I will vomit a word to the Queen Mother, and I will appear brightly triumphant, and I will sing, rejoicing, those miracles. My mind, Unclean One, through Your radiant intercession, guide me to the Lord, Whom You embodied, so that by faith I may sing to Your Majesty, for You are the help and deliverance of all. An animated chamber like the essence of the Almighty God, make the churches of Your Lord the love of those who praise You, for You are the help and deliverance of all. Source of the essence of Divine graces, All-Immaculate One, give me a drop of grace now, drowning the abyss of my passions, for You are the help and deliverance of all. The Eternal God, naturally, as the one who gave birth to flesh, pray to Him, O Mother of the Virgin, to despise the abyss of my sins, for you are the help and deliverance of all. Holy Mountain, Virgin, thou art and dearest, Pure; For the Father's strength is the starry sky, but the firmament is now truly the highest revealed. Bodiless faces stand before you, Unfilthy One, with fear, You slavishly, unable to sing; For Your honesty has shown to be exceeding that of the angels. Having first communed with the fire in Sinai, the bush that was not burned, manifest Your Nativity figuratively, O Bride of God; You have shown that Your honesty is superior to all others. Thou art the whitest of clouds, Thou art the whitest of drops from the sky, raining drops from the sky upon the faithful, and Thou art the shining truth of the Sun, Who has shown Thy honesty to be superior to all. Irmos: Seated in glory on the throne of the Divine, the Divine Jesus came in a light cloud with an imperishable hand, and those who saved called: Glory, O Christ, to Thy power. The priests of honesty in the form of the pre-preacher and the prophets are the friend who wants to be, the Bride of God, You of God; You see the light of the Divine mind existing in darkness. The Undefiled Virgin was accepted from human nature as the firstfruits of the Holy Lord, and sanctified our whole nature, and the light of the Divine arose The petitions of those who faithfully ask, O All-Singing One, mercifully accept, and enlighten our minds, and instruct all of us in the law of the Lord, and illuminate the light of the Divine mind. Thou art the help of all, O All-blameless One, who dare and sing hymns to Thy Divine Nativity with faith and love, and the light of the Divine mind rose from heaven. Like a heavenly ladder appeared to the ancient forefather Jacob, from whose mind they ascend to the vision of God and again descend to the earth, worshiping Your ineffable love Christmas. The rod reveals the prosperous You, All-Pure, the color is beautiful and fragrant, for You gave birth to God unspeakably, to whom the aphids avoid the faithful, worshiping the love of Your ineffable Christmas. You have seen thee of old, Unclean One, as a scroll of the Divine in God, a living prophet, in whom the Word of the Father was written inside for the joy of the world, and saved, as God, by faith those who worship Thy unspeakable Christmas. The tongue of man is no more able to sing worthy of Thee, Mother of God; Moreover, O Pure One, give me strength equal to my will, so that I may sing Your ineffable Christmas with love. Banish all madness from my mind and grant, O Most Immaculate One, the ray of Thy grace to my all-peremptory soul: Thou art the hope of all and I was wounded, O Most Pure Lady, by the fierce weapon of the avenger and fell by a heavy fall, but revive me: You are the hope and help of all. The whole meaning of Your miracles, O God-ignorant, is astonishing, even as they poured out richly upon Your servant: You are the hope and help of all. Thy people, Unclean One, correct those who have fallen into enslavement from the enemies of the infidels, but show mercy to me: You are the hope and help of all. True salvation for Christians, indestructible representation of sinners, sovereign help and our refuge, save me flowing to You, All-Holy Maiden, cover the hill Thy honorable protection, and intercede for my soul there, and stand before that one who comes from here. Irmos: I did not serve the creation of God more than the Creator, but I bravely overcame the fiery rebuke, rejoicing, singing: “O blessed father, the Lord and God, blessed art thou.” By Your Divine verb now follows, blessed are You, “rejoice” crying out, O Pure One, for Your greatness is strange and immeasurable; Moreover, Lady, our mind is illuminated to sing Thee forever. Like the most luminous church of the Spirit of God, you bestow gifts on those who flow to You by faith, Most Immaculate; For this reason, illuminate my Having resorted to Thy immeasurable bounties, do not despise, but as God in the flesh, Who gave birth to the mercy of the Abyss, show mercy and correct the fallen me with the passions of singing Thy forever. Direct the movements of my mind, as the hope and salvation of the faithful, to You through Your goodness, so that I may honor You and glorify You forever. Irmos: The pious youths in the cave saved the Nativity of the Theotokos; Then what was formed, now in action, raises up the entire universe to sing to You: Sing to the Lord’s deeds and exalt Him to all the ages. Divine, as a fiery lamp of existence, shed forth the graces of lordship to all, by faith the voice of the angels cry to those who cry, O All-Immaculate One, “Rejoice”, by Whom the human race is illuminated and renewed. The dawn of the honest and three-solar bright village of existence, Divine and salutary enlightenment has arisen for all, by faith to those crying out to You, through which the human race has been illuminated and renewed. The trumpet prophesied secretly, representing Thee of old, the impenetrable door, the mountain and the chamber, the churches of the Spirit, revealing the “Rejoice” of those crying out to Thee, With it the human race was illuminated and renewed. Break away the streams of passions, my humble, drowning heart, and direct me to the Divine refuge, so that I may always sing to You, I sing and cry “Rejoice” to You by faith, for the human race has been illuminated and renewed. Irmos: Let every earth-born leap, let us be enlightened by the Spirit, let the nature of disembodied minds triumph, honoring the sacred triumph of the Mother of God, and let it cry out: Rejoice, All-Blessed Mother of God, Pure Ever-Virgin. Give me abundant water of Thy mercy, for I come to Thee, embittered by my negligence, and be kind to me: extend joy, Yes, I call: Rejoice, help of man, and I magnify You evermore. All wounded, all-damned, I lie in a terrible fall from the presence of the enemy, the flatterer; but Who gave birth to hypostatic Life, quickly raise me up, so that I call: Rejoice, help of man, and I magnify You evermore. The light of reason has come to us through Your Nativity, and we will see all the Divine wisdom, and the intelligent secrets of the Son and Your God. In the same way, O Lady, with everyone I sing, I magnify Thee. Shine on me the light of joy with Your ineffable compassion, and drive away all the clouds of my sighing, and reward me with true joy, so that with faith I sing Your Divine Nativity and magnify You. Rejoice, fiery throne of God Almighty; Rejoice, Divine One, bearing Manna; Rejoice, inexhaustible source, flowing waters 53 by faith to those who come running under Your intercession, and grant healing grace to the sick and a solution to multi-braided misfortunes, Pure, grant. Rejoice, O You who bore the Foundation of the earth in Your womb without being crowded together; Rejoice, fruitful vine, vegetated grape, seeking saving vengeance for the faithful and incorruptible sweetness, like the serpent's advice in the depths of those who have fallen asleep. Rejoice, city, blessed with virtues; Rejoice, fiery mite, bearing the Divine Coal, scooping up all the sins of the world; Rejoice, O stronghold of man's Intercession and salvation; Rejoice to the Church of Christ, sun-glazed throne of the Lord; Rejoice, O Bride of God, thou of the faithful. We are attracted and seduced by dark thoughts; Your Son, O Blessed One of God, has departed, like the former prodigal, stripped of the virtues he had by nature. I also pray: having been converted by Divine repentance, you will be able to receive the wealth that you have already lost. The creation of Theodore Tsar Laskar Irmos: I will open my lips, and they will be filled with the Spirit, and I will vomit a word to the Queen Mother, and I will appear in bright triumph, and I will sing, rejoicing at Her miracles. Conceived joy, rejoice, Virgin Bride of God, oaths of alienation; Rejoice, All-Immaculate; Rejoice, Lady, intercession of the world; Rejoice, refuge of those who flow to You. Rejoice to the essence of the Intercessor, rejoice, Bride of God to the Lady, who has humbled the oath; Rejoice, inexperienced one; Rejoice, All-Holy One, protection of my soul; Rejoice, Materodevo; Rejoice, All-Singing One. Rejoice, Divine Table; Rejoice, all-bright candlestick; Rejoice, throne of fire; Rejoice, church of God; Rejoice, chariot of the King of all; Rejoice, city of the Almighty. Rejoice, holy city; Rejoice, heavenly bridge; Rejoice, the bed is animated; Rejoice, golden cloud; Rejoice, Undefiled One, faithful salvation; Rejoice, All-Immaculate; Rejoice, All-Singing One. Irmos: The bow of the strong is weak, and the weak are girded with strength; For this reason, let my heart be established in the Lord. Rejoice, praise of virginity; Rejoice, you who give birth to endless joy; Rejoice, only Eve made the first saving appeal. Rejoice, peace intercession; Rejoice, holy angel, glorious miracle; Rejoice, blessed Mother of the Lord of all creation. Rejoice, sweet-smelling one; Rejoice, creator of the world and source of sanctification; Rejoice, O Young Lady, cloud of light and seven-bright candlestick. Rejoice, unfading thorn; Rejoice, Divine virginity in the 54th vessel; Rejoice, salvation of the Orthodox generation. Irmos: The unsearchable advice of God, even from the Virgin of the incarnation of You Most High, the prophet Habakkuk saw, calling: “Glory to Your power, Lord.” Rejoice, there is hope for the salvation of all; Rejoice, fruitful vine; Rejoice, mystical door of God; Rejoice, chariot of the Sun; Rejoice, All-Singing Mother of God. Rejoice, dear mountain of God; Rejoice, all holy house; Rejoice, O ladder, who foresaw Jacob; Rejoice, Most Pure Virgin; Rejoice, All-Singing Mother of God. Rejoice, most fragrant myrrh of God; Rejoice, incomprehensible vision, which was foreseen by the prophet Habakkuk; Rejoice, salvation of the faithful; Rejoice, All-Singing Mother of God. Rejoice, twelve-walled city of God; Rejoice, chamber of Divine glory; Rejoice, seat of the Creator of all; Rejoice, Words of the Table; Rejoice, All-Singing Mother of God. Rejoice, Vegetated Creator of Creation; Rejoice, Thou who gave birth to the Nourisher of the whole world; Rejoice, Root of David, Sustainer of all cultivating every thought. Rejoice, unbreakable wall and protection of those who honor Thee; Rejoice, earth-born intercession and boldness; Rejoice, hope of men, red joy of all who bless You. Rejoice, incomprehensible and angelic vision; Rejoice, unspeakable and wondrous miracle; Rejoice, Daughter of David and Mother of all, Creator, Lady Rejoice, chariot of fire who reigns over all; Rejoice, scarlet, clever one of the God of the Word; Rejoice, mystical tong and golden censer, impassable door, All-Blessed Lady. Rejoice, untouched field; Rejoice, uncultivated vine; Rejoice, paradise; Rejoice, thou who art inexhaustible; Rejoice, Divine reservoir of Manna; Rejoice, Bride of God. Rejoice, unstoppable haven; Rejoice, those who were fought have been taken away; Rejoice, stronghold; Rejoice, correction of those who have fallen; Rejoice, Most High Mati; Rejoice, All-Immaculate. Rejoice, fruitful olive tree; Rejoice, world-desired Dove; Rejoice, Mother Devo; Rejoice, Mary Neskvernaya; Rejoice, Most Holy Maiden; Rejoice, All-Singing One. Rejoice, mite of the Divine Coal; Rejoice, all-golden censer; Rejoice, wonderful fragrance; Rejoice, friend of the Spirit; rejoice, The words are devil; Rejoice, dear one. Sedalen, tone four. Similar to: You appeared: Rejoice, the fiery throne of the King and the all-gold candlestick of the light of God, who enlightens the souls and thoughts of those who sing of Thee, the All-Singing Lady. Rejoice, impassable gate, through which only the Most High can pass through; Rejoice, sealed with the source; Rejoice, Divine place of law and grace; Rejoice, bridge, leading all the faithful to the heavenly heritage. Rejoice, uninfested mountain, even Daniel secretly foresaw; Rejoice, unburnt bush, even as slow-tongued Moses appeared; Rejoice, praiseworthy prophet and apostle. Rejoice, rod of Aaron, more than the mind of the Planter of life; Rejoice, fulfillment of the law and seal of the prophets; Rejoice, Lady; Rejoice, Most Honorable Virgin, Most Holy Theotokos. Rejoice, Unartful Mother of Your Creator; Rejoice, hope of the faithful; Rejoice, Thou who flowed out the water and galloped 55; rejoice, praise and Divine joy is faithful to those who honor You. Irmos: The pious youths in the cave saved the Nativity of the Theotokos; Then what is formed, now in action, raises up the entire universe to sing to You: “Sing to the Lord, you do, and exalt Him to all the ages.” Rejoice, wider than heaven and most honorable of all heavenly ranks; Rejoice, immeasurable depth and unfathomable height; Rejoice, purifier mountain rank; Rejoice, Mother of God, hopeless. Rejoice, city of God, fat, strewn, insect-free; Rejoice, crucible of corrupted nature; Rejoice, O devil of the two natures of union, in You for the true procession of God is seen, O Virgin, forever. Rejoice, testimonial tabernacle and God-made tablet of the covenant; Rejoice, chief of law and grace; Rejoice, stronghold of the prophets, Holy One Glory to the Lady, martyrs and apostles; Rejoice, virgin consolation of the saints. Rejoice, Mary Bride of God, peace to the Intercessor; Rejoice, never-setting star, friend of Light, home of the Trinity; Rejoice, home of the Words and the affirmation of all who cry: Rejoice, All-Blessed Mother of God, Pure Ever-Virgin. Rejoice, golden candlestick and table, nourisher of the faithful; Rejoice, uncultivated land, life-giving sprouting Klas; rejoice Behold, the source, flow natural living water to those crying: Rejoice, All-Blessed Mother of God, Pure Ever-Virgin. Rejoice, O devil, in whom God has lost our nature; Rejoice, abundant olive tree, making everyone happy; Rejoice, font of divine cleansing, inexhaustible to those crying out: Rejoice, All-Blessed Mother of God, Pure Ever-Virgin. Rejoice, clever scarlet, who stained the purple of God; Rejoice, valuable myrrh, fragrant faithful one; Rejoice, indestructible wall and refuge for those crying out: Rejoice, All-Blessed Mother of God, Pure Ever-Virgin. Rejoice, the most powerful salvation of the whole world, the strengthening of the standing and the rising of the fallen; Rejoice, wealth of the poor, treasure of the poor, food of the hungry; Rejoice, All-Immaculate One, consolation of the sorrowful and the weak; visiting; Rejoice, there is only one help for those who faithfully pray to You. Rejoice, brightest morning, the unevening Sun that has risen to the faithful; Rejoice, immeasurable depth and ineffable height of the terrible sacraments; Rejoice, joy of angels; Rejoice, flame of delight that extinguished the hells; Rejoice, all-bright cloud, Adam’s correction; Rejoice, All-Honorable Lady. Rejoice, fertilization of the virgins and praise of the universe; Rejoice, O stone of Adamantine, whom the prophet Amos foresaw and God does not pass by, We call upon you through your prayers; Rejoice, peace be delivered; Rejoice, Church of the Divine; Rejoice, delight of the faithful to the tongue, Undefiled. Sun, who gave birth to truth, dissolve the darkness of the passions that offend me, and the serpent, which repels my soul and is ever present in lust and vanity, far from being cast away from the accursed my heart, watching over Your servant in dispassionate silence. The work of our Father Ignatius, Patriarch of Constantinople, among the Saints, and its borderline: The Fifth Prayer to the All-Holy Virgin of Ignatius Irmos: Horse and rider in the Red Sea, crushing the battle with a high arm, Christ shook, saved Israel, singing a victory song. I ask the Holy Spirit to attract grace into the opening, O Virgin, of my humble lips, and to grant me the gift of words, and Your Words You have given joy to my heart, O fat and Divine mountain, in the cloud, the dew of the drops, Your memory, O Virgin, will bring forth consolation and joy Through the drunkenness of sweets my being has always been darkened and maddened, giving me chastity, having given me the wine of tenderness, O Mother of God: ripe for the incorruptibility of the grapes you have blossomed. You have quenched the diseases of hell by giving birth to the Inconceivable, O Young Lady, except for diseases; Pray for this to deliver me from all painful evils. Irmos: Having planted the earth upon nothing by Thy commandment and hanging the uncontrollably heavy weight on the immovable Christ, the stone of Thy commandments, establish Thy Church, one Better and more humane. Who gave birth to the Creator, the Virgin, and the Lord, you were above all creatures, and the cherub and seraphim were more honest, and you are ever blessed give birth to all, as you prophesied. Christian protection, hope and intercession, who dare and resort to You, deliver me from sins, passions and sorrows, and from the enemies who fight me, O Virgin, for I gratefully glorify You. Give me streams of tears, Bride of God, and confession of my sins and cleansing of my crimes, so that I magnify You, we are saved by Your protection and always observed. I have desecrated my soul, pure, nobility and image of Divine dignity, woe is me, what will happen to me? Preface, Mother of God: Before the end, give me images of salvation and worthy repentance. Irmos: Understanding Your Divine exhaustion, Habakkuk sagaciously, O Christ, cried out to You with trembling: “Thou hast come to save Thy people, Thy anointed ones.” Thy womb, the holy chamber of the King and God, indescribably existed, in the universe the Indwelling One, the Virgin, made us His church. The storm of passions contains and overwhelms me, the anxiety of thoughts and the sweets of anti-breath drown me, O Young Lady, but stretch out Your hand and save me. My strength and singing, O Lady, you were the one who saved the world, giving birth to salvation, Christ the Deliverer and my Savior. Heal my illnesses in my flesh and soul, I pray to You, O Pure One, Who has given birth to the Physician of souls and the body, and save me with your Divine prayers Irmos: Dress yourself in light like a robe, I call to You in the morning and to You: enlighten my darkened soul, O Christ, for He alone is blessed. I am wounded, and am haunted by the depth of my sins, and by all kinds of hopelessness, O Savior, be kind to Thy Mother with your prayers. Who gave birth to the Eternal One in the summer, existing in described flesh, and indescribable by nature, pray for this for me, Thy servant. Door of heaven, open the doors of repentance for me, Mother of God, open the doors of heaven, and deliver me from the gates of hell. They sing Your Nativity, O Mother of God, the rank of angels, to whom the flattery of idols has ceased, and the light of truth has been exalted. Irmos: Raging with a choking storm, Lord Christ, tame the sea of ​​passions and raise me from aphids, as I am blessed. Mortified by sinful passions, O Lady, restore us, revive us with Your prayers, the aphid who gave birth to the Consumer. Ask for forgiveness of sins, O Pure Lady, and freedom of passions for Your servant, I will praise You from the bottom of my heart. Always represent the amphibians in their illnesses, Immaculate One, and alleviate the cruel ones, keep Your servants safe. Purification of sins, ailments, healing, to those who mourn, Christ has given You joy, and to those who sing praise to You, Undefiled One. Sedalen voice fifth. Similar to: Co-meaning Word: The unconditional grace of compassion and the Divine power of Your power, O Virgin Mother, I cry out to You diligently: all Take away the sorrow of Your servant and fulfill your consolation, as I sing to You, the All-Singing One. Irmos: Exalted fathers of the Lord, extinguish the flame, O youths of the water, singing in agreement: “God, blessed are you.” Universal praise and purification, forgiveness of my sins, beseech Thy gracious Son, and eternal life. Grant me streams of tears, O All-Singing One, so that I may quench the eternal and terrible torment, and I sing to Your Son: God, blessed are you. To the words of my lips and tears, streams of tears, when the ripening, Pure, sorrow changed my soul into the true joy of Your Son. Having given birth to God who gives thanks to us, propitiate Him with motherly prayers, O Unfilthy One, may He reward those who boast in You. Irmos: To you, the Almighty, in the cave of the children, the world’s face is intertwined, around: “Every deed, sing to the Lord and exalt to all ages.” See, O Good One, my humble soul, my bitterness and lamentation, and illnesses will soon change, O All-Pure One, and I will glorify You throughout all the ages. “Thou art the earth, and unto the earth thou art born of earth,” let no one hear: for thou hast raised me from earth to heaven, O Unfilthy One, having begotten Him from the earth Who created the ancestors as man. The night of passions and sorrows is familiar to me, and my mind is outraged by the Most Pure Light, but as if she gave birth to the Sun of glory, enlighten me with the light of joy and dispassion. The Most Holy One will find Thee a dwelling place, All-Immaculate One, dwelling in Thee, taking flesh unsown to man and upon the Nativity of the Virgin to Thee Irmos: Isaiah, rejoice: I had a virgin with child and gave birth to a son, Immanuel, God and Man, His name is East; It is majestic, we please the Virgin. God, Whom you gave birth to ineffably, the Pure Lady, pray diligently to deliver us from misfortunes, sorrows and the terrible judgment of the future, and the lordship of His saints. Heal the abyss and grace the abyss, Unfilthy One, sinners know Thee, and we also pray: those who are fierce from all magnify and honor Thee, the All-Singing One. For the sake of many illnesses, my weeping heart, my consolation and refuge, quickly console me, as I also cry out with joy: Thy consolation has made my soul glad, O much-sung one. A sleepy and negligent lazy man: in the dark affairs of my life, O Lady, I consumed everything; Having reached the sunset of life, the sunrise I pray to you, the all-bright one, to illuminate me. Stichera, tone five. Similar: Rejoice, fasters: Rejoice, you who indescribably bore the Lamb of God in your womb, who delivered the former work of man, the only Pure One, the joy of the world that arose, the luminous ineffable devil disgrace. Rejoice, all mystically illuminating and enlightening, like the Light sheathed, the All-pure, unapproachable, Blessed Lady. Rejoice, Holy of Holies; Rejoice, worldwide praise; Rejoice at God, Mother, who gives great mercy to the world. Rejoice, all-powerful hope and protection of men, indestructible affirmation and wall, salvation and indestructible refuge of God for man reconciled, Pure One, in Thy seedless and glorious conception. Rejoice, rod of Aaron, vegetative Honest Flower, food for the creatures; Rejoice, invincible power of kings, Bride of God; Rejoice, fortress of martyrs; Rejoice, dwelling place of Light; Rejoice at God, Mother, who gives great mercy to the world. Rejoice, O country and holy land that cannot contain God, even the Provider of Joel, who will find the Sustainer of all; Rejoice, Divine wall; Rejoice, Immaculate One, unshameful hope and firm intercession of those who glorify, sing, All-Singing, and seek Thee with all their souls, O Bride of God; Rejoice, Thou who gave birth to purity; Rejoice, God-written switch; Rejoice, source of sanctification; Rejoice at God, Mother, who gives great mercy to the world. Fill yourself with joy, O Pure One, praising Thee and glorifying love, and striving to free yourself from those who hold you fiercely, misfortunes, sobs and bitterness, from proud enemies and foul-killers, the other side is darkness and torment, intense bitterness and fierce condemnation. Show mercy to us who are in need, and do not leave us until the end, but usually have mercy, but the enemies, Virgo, who fight us, will soon destroy. We owe You unceasing singing, O Pure One, and always call upon Your intercession, and send it down with mercy through Your prayer book, so that we may get rid of the fighter. Who will give under my head, O All-Immaculate One, if not You, shed tears from everyone and let me weep for my soul, even though I have committed dead sins. In a word, I was the only one honored from all animals, having been the Providence of the Creator, I obeyed madly, All-Singing, with a soul-destroying passion; For this reason we have become like dumb cattle. The ladder is not long, the path of virtues, lifting souls with words to the heavenly ones, creating for me the degrees of ascending, deed and vision, God-pleased. Irmos: Having planted the earth on nothingness by Thy commandment and hanging the uncontrollably heavy weight on the immovable Christ, the stone of Thy commandments, establish Thy Church, one Better and more humane. The wisdom of the hypostatic Mother was You, God and the Word, Mary, the Undefiled, Him, the Pure One, begging for a drop of the fear of God to pat to my heart, that I may be filled with Divine understanding. Raindrops make the earth fat and the fruit of vegetation, Pure, is served, but I have a cruel and not painful heart, I am in no way moved. The mind converses immaterially with the thoughts, as if a source attracts streams of tears; my own, O Mother of God, the mind of the earth is nailed down, the many-part thoughts of the acquisition, and due to wealth it is exhausted. The world of virtues, the images of four, the Mother of God, is gracefully constructed: wisdom and spiritual courage, Divine truth and chastity, purity, of which I have lost. Irmos: Understanding Your Divine exhaustion, Habakkuk perspicaciously, O Christ, cried out to You with trembling: “Thou hast come to save Thy people, Thy anointed One.” Make it easy for me to be drawn to passions, I am naked by your help, Virgin Mother of the Bride of God, and at the same time I have mercy and rid myself of this evil custom. Dry the flesh of confusion with active thoughts, the Mother of God, grant me, and with the movement of my mind, stay well in the heavens. The sons of God received the sacrament and received Christ, but I turned to the contrary, and through malice became the son of sin. The path of salvation was not found by ignorance of the soul; O Mother of God Mary, who gave birth to the path of the belly, be my path of salvation. We know You alone, O Mother of God, the intercessor of sinners, and I have come running to You: do not reject me, having sinned above all others. Yes, show your unconditional benevolence on me, Mother Devo, raise me up to lie down and tell me the path of dispassion. The waves of passion, overwhelmed by the demons of fierce spirits, hide, my pure soul, the accursed ship. It is joyful for me to appear at the exodus, O Mother of God, when the soul wants to be separated from the accursed body, and save me, Thy servant. Temptations, fierce storms that have come upon me, have terrified the dwelling of my souls, and I come to Thy protection of the Maiden, tearing up. Deliver me from vain and soul-destroying thoughts, O Unfilthy One, but from thoughts of accepting judgment and the present state of the Lord. The Divine demise of joy, Mother of God, and I begin to cry, wretched one, if only I could get rid of the sobbing there. The source of healing has been acquired by Thee, the Pure Lady, who are sick with a thirst for sins, we flow and accept salvation. Sedalen, tone five. Similar to: Co-meaning Word: In many ways, Virgin, I have angered Christ with thoughts and words, deeds and deeds, and I am afraid of the terrible judgment there, but having anticipated this soon, I will forgive my fierce swearing with Your prayer and to God with boldness, Thy prayer book, Mother of God. Who else has sinned like me, All-Singing One? I have submitted my mind to sin, desecrated my body and darkened all my feelings, wretched one. Show mercy to the less all-prodigal, the less all-accurate, O Lady, and grant me remission of previous sins, so that I may glorify You through love. With sleepy ghosts the enemy, God-unfair, deceives me, forces me to fall through opinion, his all the wickedness, Mother of God, set me free. With the rod of compassion, the club of Your protection, comfort me and me, O Pure One, and anoint my head with the oil of Your Divine compassion. Having received the grace of sonhood in Divine baptism, I have destroyed this by lawless deeds in a sinful life, I also pray The root of cold self-love, the branch, the Virgin, is insatiability and laziness, from where the host of passions vegetates; I beg you these roots will dry up. I raise my voice, crying out to You: with the wine of tenderness, O Pure One, give me to drink, fill me with the bread of tears here, lest I thirst and be hungry there. One retreat of the Divine vision caused the cattle to become furious; One indescribably Creator who gave birth, deliver me from the flames of Gehenna. Irmos: Isaiah, rejoice: I had a virgin with child and gave birth to a son, Immanuel, God and Man, His name is East; It is majestic, we please the Virgin. Grant the intelligent feeling of my soul, O Pure One, so that it may put to death those incongruous sweets that give birth to the custom of bodily feelings, for it will be the dwelling place of the Spirit. Create cold, no less, Mother of God, leave the house of passions that appeared from infancy, and now in old age give me the thought to repent, food will help me escape the torment that awaits me. Having crawled along the rapids of sins, I fell fiercely from the heights of virtue, O Pure Lady; You are the intercession of sinners and the weak, lend my hand to help Thy prayer book. The judgment, O Lady of God, frightens me, and I am afraid, for I have fulfilled many evils, but I have fled to You, the refuge of sinners: do not deny me, but save me by Thy mercy. Rejoice, flower-loving city, surrounding the garden of the belly, and crowned, the chosen, bright, clear abode of the Creator, the tabernacle, which contains the Lord beyond all limits. Rejoice, Virgin, where hell was put to death and death was abolished, and the primordial death was saved by cruelty and greatness. Rejoice, Pure, All-Holy One; Rejoice, the table before the pillar is unshakable; Rejoice at God, Mother, who gives great mercy to the world. Rejoice, reddest Turtle Dove, golden with chastity and possessing krill, color of incorruptibility, intelligent crimson; Rejoice, Divine ladder, leading the dead to life from heaven; Rejoice, king of the most faithful powers and affirmation and honorable diadem; rejoice, virginity associated with Christmas, healing for the weak, deprived of fulfillment; Rejoice at God, Mother, who gives great mercy to the world. Rejoice, Most Great in God, who possesses the second 56 of the Trinity; Rejoice, having received all the gifts from God directly and who betrayed all this to all angels and men. Rejoice, wondrous far-sight of the fiery heaven, wondrous end of the Divine desires 57 most watchful and last of all creation, All-pure, for Her sake the world 58 came into being, and by your birth the eternal counsel of the Creator was fulfilled. One of the offended with joy, first deliver Your prayer book from all the varied temptations that beset me, fiery ailments and bitterness, from enemies who seek to devour me, from all kinds of sadness and demonic madness, despondency and fierce condemnation, yes Do not completely give over to sorrow, lest the depths of evil drown me, the accursed one: for I have placed all my trust in You, O God-admired One. Creation of Saint Mark of Ephesus Eugenics I bow my knee to You, Lady, accursed one, and now I ask Your Divine intercession: resolve the sadness of my soul, destroy the clouds of my despondency with Your prayers, consolation to the offended. From foul passions, the lightness of my soul, O Virgin Mother of God, keeping me unalloyed, pure, Unfilthy, create the Divine Light to see, glorifying You. You have risen even against us with Your mighty power, O Lady, changing, grant deep peace to Your flock, as the Intercessor of the Divine peace. God, who created the hearts of men as one, who knows the illnesses and passions of our souls, will give medicine to us, Undefiled One, in accordance with You, in sickness and sorrow. Fleece of rain, Divine, All-Immaculate, give my soul, dried up by passions and the kindling of evils, to drink, O Mother of God, with Your visitation, like the Water that flowed out of life, Christ the Lord. The formerly Invisible Word and Lord was seen by You, O Virgin, in the flesh, so that the Invisible and Divine One may pass on to glory and to eternal acceptance like the Mother of God singing Thee. From the mud of the corrupting passions of freedom towards Your Son, O Pure One, with prayers and prayers, let us walk along the pure paths of repentance that lead to eternal rest. Incarnated from Thy honest blood, O Virgin, Who was a former Man in good health; Pray for this, as the Son, grant me the Kingdom of the Highest, O All-Immaculate One, truly glorifying You. Like the apple of your eye in Your blood, O Pure One, keep me, I pray, and in Your canopy warm my wings, and deliver and save me from the demons of wickedness. Give me a drink of tenderness, O Mother of God Mariam, and bring tears from the heart that extinguishes the flame that awaits me. Fear torments me of judgment and the sayings of God: advance and stand before me on that day, and deliver me, Mary Bride of God. For all creation has conceived the Creator, strengthening all and being able, and thus deliver the torment and every slander of Your servant. Irmos: Dress yourself in light like a robe, I call to You in the morning and to You: enlighten my darkened soul, O Christ, for He alone is blessed. I have defiled my soul with passions, O All-Pure One, and washed my heart with Your purifying compassion, and created the church of the Spirit of God. Be Your Christmas, O God-gracious One, to the condemned, to the sick, to the sick, to the insulted, joy and merriment. I am self-condemned and uncorrected, my Christ, save Your Mother with Your prayers, and I glorify Your many things and immeasurable compassion. Clouds drive away sorrows from my soul, O Pure One, and enlighten me with rays of joy, Who gave birth to the Divine and non-evening Light. You created me from dust, O Master, in Your image and Your sonship, O Lover of mankind, obliging me to observe, as I am Compassionate. By my immeasurable sin I am cast down, O Pure One, embittered by sorrows; For this reason, give me cleansing and deliverance from sorrows. With Your prayers, fill Your singers with Divine glory and indescribable light, O God-honored Lady. Deliver me from eternal condemnation, O Pure Lady, and the joys of the Divine blessings and food of heavenly intercession through Your intercession. Rejoice, God-established ladder of the Lord; Rejoice, bridge passable to God; Rejoice, refuge of the faithful and purification, leading us to Your Son and God, always flowing to Your blood, Mother of God, like a quiet refuge. Look upon those who come running to You today for their prayers, and bring them to the All-Generous God, and fulfill their petitions, Mary the Many-Sung. Shake off the sleep of my negligence and enlighten, I pray, Pure One, my feelings, giving vigor and worthy repentance. Be merciful to me, O Virgin, beseech Thy Son for mercy and save me, singing with a contrite soul: God, blessed Thy mercy cannot be described by time, for Thy servants, O All-Immaculate One, are ever generous and lavish grace on those who ask. One is enlightened by the glory of the Divine, as the Mother of the Being who glorified Thee, to receive the Divine glory from above, O Maiden, ask the one and only Ever-Glorified One. You are all chosen and enlightened, you are all undefiled, pure and immaculate, and therefore I cry to You: O beloved Virgin, cleanse me from all filthiness through Your prayers. Grant, O Mother of God, purification and correction of life to those who come running to You, as we continually praise You, O Virgin, and extol More than the brightest and clearest rays of the sun, Thy intercession, Lady: for all the rays of miracles extend, resolve the darkness of passions and Shaken by many sorrows and sorrows, we are confirmed by Your Divine beckoning, Mary Bride of God, on the strength of Thy stones of patience and hope, let us glorify Thee. Transcend, O Uncleaver, the burden of sorrows will overwhelm my strength, and in greatness will overwhelm the abyss of despair, from which, O Lady, deliver me without ceasing to magnify Thee. The luminous chariot of Emmanuel appeared to you, the Pure Lady, enlightening the faithful; Also enlighten me, laziness now covers my soul with darkness and destroys me with sins. You are the representation of my soul, O All-Honorable One, through You I crush the fortress of those who are opposed, and I have raised all my feelings and mind to You: save, save me, and magnify You with love. Rejoice, Dove of words, who has ceased the mental flood and washed away the filth of sins, the only Pure One, a warm purifier for the world, a shameless and well-known hope the intercession of those who honor Thee and sing faithfully, and those who seek Thy Divine help. Rejoice, all-desirable hearing of the high ranks; Rejoice, fall of demons; Rejoice, correction of men; Christ, rejoice, Mother, giving great mercy to the world. Rejoice, luminous Lastovitsa, who brings mental spring from winter and wearys the storm of sin, the only Pure One. Rejoice, Divine protection; Rejoice, table, heavenly Bread of life, having in Itself, Who enjoys it, we are not afraid of death, below we die, but we live, as said, the All-Blessed One, Creator of nature. Let us, Your servants, be satisfied with the grace and receive, O Virgin, unceasing and imperishable bliss. Rejoice, pure Mother of God, simplest and undefiled youth, giving birth to the mysterious Taurus, pure and all-blameless Lamb, chamois, grazing in the mountains of aromas and nourished by the harvest of the Divine. graces and food of the Spirit, Lanie 59 speedy, killing the serpent of thoughts and driving away your servants far from them; Christ, Rejoice, Mother, who gives great mercy to the world. Set the stormy sea upon me, O God-glorious One, the strongest refuge of all the faithful, and guide me to the Divine refuge, O Pure One, the inexorable One of Thy all-accursed servant, the abyss of destruction has already approached and has reached the bottom of despair. Mistress, do not overlook me, who am in evil distress and who with all my soul seeks Your speedy help: for I have placed all my hopes on You, O Blessed One. The creation of Saint Theophan of Nicea Inscribed, as seen in the last Mother of God Blessed Mary the All-Pure, by faith and love You, as the singing Mother of God, save from passions, sorrows and sins through Your prayers. Let one faith be proclaimed, and not a legend, even more than the mind, of Your miracles, O God-ignorant: You have given birth to the incomprehensible, more than nature, wrapped in humanity. All the desire and undefiled sweetness of Thy Son and God, all good things are fulfilled, O All-Immaculate One, pray to him to deliver those who worship Thee from sorrow. A miracle is taking place in You, O Virgin, truly terrible, before You conceived in Your womb, and indescribably gave birth Thou art the Ever-Virgin. Who of old, from nothingness, created all things, from Thy holy womb came, Man became, Pure, for his great love of mankind, Lover of mankind, that he might deliver men. Behold, you have been blessed above all others, and you have surpassed all holiness, and you have exalted yourself above all, and you have appeared to all to be superior to the powers of the mind, the former Mother of God. Virgin, purest chamber of the Word, reveal my soul, the house of the Spirit; O spring of life-giving water, give me to drink, having worn away the heat of sin, so that I may glorify Thee out of duty. Aren’t you the representative of God who has acquired money, from the needy I am always snatched, All-singing, from the needy: do not despise me, perishing and sinning Having worn off the robe from Your virgin blood, Like the heavens, the clouds, the Maiden, Who clothed Him, in the robe of incorruptibility, I was exposed by laziness Thy womb is the holy chamber of the King, who is indescribably and God, in the presence of the Omnipotent One, the Virgin, who made His churches. Inexpressibly conceived, O All-Immaculate One, pray to Thy Creator and God to save from all sorts of troubles and grant salvation to souls to those who sing praises to Thee, the Lady. Compassionately, O merciful being, my all-cursed soul, O Mother of God, I have been blackened and sighing by passions and sins. The storm of misfortunes plunges me into the haven of Your silence, O All-Holy One, who gave birth to dispassion. Below, the heavenly mind will truly be able to sing to Thee, Mother of God, worthily: For Thou hast given birth to the Creator, and is sung by the heavenly powers. Thou hast given birth to a new Child, O Undefiled One, who from the first age rose up without flight from the Father, Who prayed for the world, O Blessed One of God. Enlighten the eyes of my mind, O all-gold candlestick of the Divine Light, and destroy the darkness of passions, O Virgin, and understand everything that is not. All-Holy Lady Theotokos, deliver me from corruption and tame the rumors of passions, who gave birth to the Source of dispassion. More than the mind of the flightless, more than the word of the Creator, the All-Holy One gave birth to you, who delivered all aphids, like the Mother of God, praising Thee. Son, the Self-Significant Father, did not leave the bosom of the Fathers; He was incarnated, O Young Lady, in Your bosom and Abraham’s bosom was opened to us. Inexplicably, You, Mother of God, gave birth to Emmanuel, sapping our humility, and we always glorify You according to our duty. Divine color, vegetated by the root, ark, candlestick and all-blessed table, holy table, bearing the Bread of life, like Your Son and God, the angels begged Him and all the saints from the beginning to have mercy on those who sing praises to You. Irmos: Exalted Lord of the fathers, extinguish the flame, O youths of the water, singing in agreement: “God, blessed are you.” Exalted with the Father and the Spirit, the Son, You, the Pure One, loved dearly, having chosen for Your dwelling, the Blessed One. The impenetrable door sees the prophet, Mary the All-Immaculate, who alone has passed through, to whom all sweet things sing: God, blessed art thou. With the lips and thoughts of You, the All-Singing One, I preach, rejoicing: For you have given birth to God, to Him we sing all sweet things: God, blessed are you. You were the bride of God, the praise of the apostles, the wedding of martyrs, the beauty of the saints and the joy of those crying: God, blessed are you. Irmos: To you, the Almighty, in the cave of the children, the world’s face is intertwined, with a belt: “Every deed, sing to the Lord, and exalt it to all ages.” To you, who gave birth to all the Creator, what song shall we sing? For the angels of the army sing praises to you and the people of the face glorify you. A smart ladder, from below is God, a bridge, leading the earthly to the heavenly, the miracle of angels, demons, great ulcers and the faithful, you are, Mother of God. How, without losing your virgin glory, were you enriched with honor by your mother, O Brideless One? This message is wisely the Miracle-worker, His We exalt you to all ages. I have opened myself, bold from love, to Thy song, O all-singing, my mouth; therefore, I pray that I may be filled with wisdom and attract, Mary, the spirit of understanding. Most Pure Mother of God, intercession of Christians, save Thy people from all reproach, from barbarian captivity, from anger, rage and We reverently sing songs of praise to You, we deliver from ever-more severe illnesses through Your Divine prayers; for this reason and now We cry faithfully: heal, O Lady, our souls and bodies. All-holy Lady, pray to the worshiped Trinity, from the dispassionate One who gave birth to us in the flesh, to pacify all earth and the solution of sins to those who sing Thee. Do not reject the sighs of Your prayer book, O All-Pure One, but look upon us, in our present sorrows, crying for the joy of change and sorrow for the joy in the songs of those who worship Thee. Rejoice, mental ark, whereby we, men, were delivered from the flood and storms of sin; Rejoice, Honest Mother of God, bright fertilizer for the world and the strongest uprising of faith. Rejoice, bright and luminous lamp, unbearable in Your womb and the all-present Light without seed. Rejoice, permission of oaths and reward of blessings; Christ, Rejoice, Mother, who gives great mercy to the world. Rejoice, the beads of Christ from the lightning of the Divinity, impregnated by all the darkness of ignorance and the depth of fierceness, united to the light of reason, admiring the Lady. Rejoice, bright and bright cloud; Rejoice, praise of the apostles and preaching, vision verbose and fair hearing; Rejoice, friend of the Creator and pure dwelling place of God, pray to Him to grant greatness to our souls Rejoice, wise one of the East, Who shone forth from lies of Christ, filling the universe with indescribable light; Rejoice, Pure One, joy of the bodiless; Rejoice, Thou who gave birth to the Lamb of God, who took away our sins, and who milked the whole world, the Nourisher and Ruler, and who held Him in Thy embrace, the Incorruptible and Undefiled One; Rejoice, Holy of Holies, do not forsake the Most Holy Lord, ever praying, O Lady, for Your servants. Turn crying into joy, turn lamentation into praise, and sob into joy and joy now, O One and All-Blessed Mother of God, for those who hate Your servant and those who seek have multiplied. destroy my soul, cold-hearted beings, bloodthirsers and flatterers, arrogant in vain, fiercely roaring, like a psychotic frenzy; Who deliver me from evil, giving me life, salvation and great mercy. The creation of Mitrofan of Smyrna, its edge: The fifth canon of Mitrofan to You, Virgin All human races revere Thee, as of old, the Virgin, Thou prophesied prophetically; and accept me, Thy singer, O Lady, and enlighten and give understanding. You have crushed the sting of death, the sin of the world, having given birth to true life, now dull my passions, O Lady, sharp arrows soon. Eedana was cut off from the maiden's robe from time immemorial, even from the fig tree she tore Adam's robe; Moreover, now I am clothed with a robe of chastity, O Virgin, by Your prayers. The rich and Divine glory of the daughter has been presented to you in many ways, but You, Lady, have surpassed all without comparison; therefore now enrich me with heavenly and Divine graces. The depth and height in You are known to the Wisdom of God, Mary All-Pure, born incomprehensibly from Your womb, Who delivered from the depths of my heart the wisdom of the serpent. Who in a word came into being from the feathered and floating water, O Christ, who was not before, from the blood of the Virgin of the Pure Divinity You fearfully prepared Your robe. You are the only crucible of nature, in which the Divine fire does not burn, Unclean One, this is manifestly merged. You have merged the filth of my sins and passions, enlighten me with Your prayers. I drink the cup of new birth grapes for the remission of sins to all the faithful, You, All-Pure, All-Knowing One, I pray: give my heart a drink of nectar. The untouched niva appeared, the unvegetated and Divine Class; Moreover, when I am hungry, feed me with Thy gifts and grace. O Lady, who ails me to the point of spiritual death, and keeps me in the fire of passions, give me Thy water to drink in my prayers, and quickly restore me. As the city of God is alive, its rivers of thought are rejoiced by aspirations; strengthen your church with your prayers as a pillar of my soul. The cloud understanding You, sprinkled with the true Truth, I pray, Most Pure One, to quickly deliver Your servant from all those who offend. The storm and excitement, Mary the Lady, will certainly tame my sins and passions, giving birth to the Guilty One without passion. Having placed 60, from above the source of Christ, His robe of beauty, a robe of virtues, revealed my naked soul, Pure, clothed. Grant cleansing of my sins through Your prayers, O Undefiled Virgin, Divine Purification, having given birth to us, Christ and the Lord. By the handiwork of Your prayers, abolish the harm and ulcers and putrefaction of my sinful one, and provide health, O Virgin, to Your servant. Even as the Light gave birth as a creative luminary, enlighten my soul and deliver from passions, O All-Light One, darkness. Like Marrah, who first sweetened, O Mother of God, water, I begged Thy Son of the fierce passions of bitterness to quickly deliver me. A stream of passions floods my soul, O All-Pure One, but dry it up with Your prayers and consume it with evil thoughts. Christ, the deliverer of men, came from Zion to eat, from Thy womb, O All-Immaculate Lady; Likewise, rescue me from troubles and sorrows. Sedalen, tone five. Similar to: Self-meaning Word: In the abyss of life we are 61 , immersed in earthly cares and oppressed by the mind, I call on Your help from the bottom of my heart: speeding up the rest, direct and lead to a haven of repentance, so that I may sing to You, Virgin Neskvernaya. The demonstrative forces, who deliver me, save me, and save me from all harm, tremble and flee Thy calling, Lady. Ineffable, O Virgin, is Thy glory, for Thou gavest birth to the Lord of Glory; Moreover, grant me heavenly glory, truly praising You. Listen to the prayers of Your servant, O Lady, and quickly deliver me from troubles and sorrows and all the slander of invisible enemies. Just in the cold passions of me, defiled and in need of cleansing, wash and enlighten me, O Pure One, sprinkled with Thy prayers. The water that does not consume the passions of my soul has dried up my womb and made it barren; Mother of God, light cloud, sprinkle the Divine rain on me, so that I may grow the fruits of repentance. Tame the storm of passionate thoughts and rumors, O All-Pure One, with Your prayers, and direct them to the haven of dispassion, so that I may glorify You forever. Clever door closed, as soon as the Compassionate God passes through, close the gates of my passions and open the doors of my hopes. Take away the burden of sins from Me, you who alone gave birth to the indescribable peace of all take away all sin, the Lamb and the Word of God. My soul, like a man, scalded by the sins of many and carnal passions, defiled, I ask, Unclean One, and pray to You: with Your prayers now cleanse me from all malice. You gave birth to the driver of mercy and generosity, the lover of mankind, the only good God, long-suffering, kind-hearted; Show Him His mercy through Your prayers, and grant remission of sins. I weep to myself, thinking about the multitude of my sins, the inducing passions, the hardening of the soul and the change of mind: save me, the desperate one, Unclean One, by Thy mercy. I bless, glorify You, and magnify You with warmth, All-Pure; Bless Your singer, and deliver from all those who are contrary and insulting, and keep Your hands invincible. Rejoice, the hope of earthly creatures, chosen land, Pure and Undefiled, for You are the sealed source of Comforters, from whom those who sing Thee find salvation. Human race, rejoice, all-ending proclamation, prosperous village, vegetated Klas; Rejoice, bridge, leading our life to deification, Divine Helmsman, the overwhelmed >ankir 62, haven of salvation for all who seek Thee with love, O Benevolent One. Rejoice, O Young Lady, luminous and bright source, from which pure and unclouded water came forth, feeding those who contain the flames of sin and bitterness. Rejoice, dawn, who brought the Sun into the world; Rejoice, thou who has extinguished the delights of delusion and drawn everyone to the Divine faith; Rejoice, much-desired name of the end; Rejoice, salvation of the faithful; Rejoice, correction of men; Rejoice at God, Mother, who gives great mercy to the world. “Rejoice” we invite in the Archangel’s 63 Thee, Pure One, the whole tribe of the earth, and with love we praise Thee, singing warmly: Rejoice, Divine One, bearing Manna, the source Drink the life-giving and sweetest water, so that by drinking we are all cleansed of the filth of evil; Rejoice, the establishment of peace is unshakable, the power of piety and the establishment of the Church; Rejoice at God, Mother, who gives great mercy to the world. Set up the rivers of passions, dry up the abyss of my sin with a flood of Thy prayers, and guide honest people to the haven of Divine desires; enemies, always chilling my soul and disturbing me with placeless sweets, plunge me into the more pernicious mud; fill my heart with joy and sweetness; Dissolve the clouds, I cry out to You, sorrow, All-Pure One, begging Christ to grant forgiveness to those who have sinned. Verbs of praise and voices of prayer from the meaning of poverty and unworthy lips, boldly, I bring to You; You, O Trokovitsa, accept this as two mites pleasing to God. Another paradise of yours is mental, inconceivably 64 conquering the same paradise in Eden, Mary the All-Immaculate; You, O Bride of God, are incorruptible You have grown cold as a human being. To embrace the tree of life in paradise Adam was forbidden to become, having partaken of the tree of knowledge, but was saved from death, O Mother of God, by You having declared immortality. Thou hast given birth to the Flesh-Bearer, before the Fleshless One, the Nourisher of Thy breasts, O All-Immaculate One, Thou hast brought up, Whom therefore pray for virtues nourish me with bread and divine deeds. Divine Gabriel, the property of the official, piously even “Rejoice”, come, let us offer everything to the Unartful Mother of God According to her, we are delivered from troubles, sorrows and infirmities. Hedgehog, “Rejoice” We all joyfully cry out to You, O You, O Lady, by Your Divine Nativity. Rejoice, untouched earth, who brought up the golden Klas, who nourished the ends, who were gladdened by unbelief of old. The Most Holy Angel appeared, giving birth to the Creator of those. For this reason I pray to You, Pure One: sanctify my mind and give light to my heart, O cloud Luke, my heart is wounded, crush the fierce demons, Lady, and plant their weapons in their hearts, bringing judgment and vengeance to those who wrongfully wrong me. Having laid the gilded robe of the Divinity upon You, Your Son has placed at His right hand adorned You, O Virgin, and a robe like a Queen. The song-like voices of You, singing with love, Pure One, we cry out: Your breast is fertilized 65, even as your only seedless Son and Lord. Eve, who fell as a serpent, gave birth to sorrow to women, but you, Virgin, believed even by the announcement of God, and joy blossomed into the whole world. Behold, give birth to all, O Blessed Lady, we truly bless You in wives, as You prophesied, having given birth to one King and Lord. “All My neighbors are good and blameless from Lebanon, O Virgin Bride” 66, You were foreknown by the Holy Spirit to be the incarnation of the Word of God. Since Thy conversation is red, and Thy mouth is scarlet rope, 67 in the same way Thou art kissed God, O All-Holy One, as if she held the hand of a Child. The sun was conquered by Your lordship: for You, Mary, decorated the sky with luminaries in Your hand and You milked it from the suck. Bride of God, Most Honorable, chariot of the Sun and Light, friend, fragrant flower and most beautiful garden, glory to the virgins You Your fruit is incorruptible and your womb is incorruptible, pure, more than both minds are visible; Moreover, we deserve to sing “Rejoice” to You. The nard is dripping, and the honeycomb is honeycomb, and the spring of life-bearing Thy womb, which gave birth to God, appears. All the intelligent powers of You and men give birth to the One who gave birth to God, O Ever-Blessed and All-Immaculate. The unquenchable lamp, the intelligent Light that gave birth, my darkened meaning illuminated by the enlightenment of Your grace. Sedalen, tone five. Similar to: Self-meaning Word: Rejoice, impenetrable door of the Lord, who preached all the righteousnesses of men: the prophet Daniel to the unmovable mountain, and the psalmist David with Moses and the rest of the bush, the candlestick and I will stand, the staff and the ladder, the throne and the Divine bed, to the Mother of God. And to the forefather Abraham the promise was made that God made His Son, and blessed His seed, O Blessed One, on the tongues. You have surpassed all daughters, O All-Honorable One: from them you have created many mighty powers, and Your Nativity surpasses these in glory. Kaplut, All-Singing, Myrrh, I set down decay, Your all-honorable lips, Who kissed God, Whom You gave birth to, like a Child, and You honor You appeared to the confusion of man, deified by Your Divine Nativity, Mary All-Immaculate; Moreover, you are in debt, ver- Come, let us sing to the Pure Virgin and Mother of God, Divine singing: Rejoice, hope of the world and intercession of those who exalt Christ forever. The robe of Christ from the blood of virgins, Mary, wasted by the waves of 68 men, except that God, having reproached Him, appeared to be a Man, whom we extol forever. “You are earth, and you will go into the earth, as you are from the earth” 69, lest I hear anyone: for you raised me to heaven from the earth, O Virgin, who from the earth gave birth to our ancestor, the Creator you are. The holy fruit from the root of Joachim and the womb of Annina vegetated, Mother of God; At the same time, the world is rich in the source of mercy and the weak are brought back to health. Daughters of Holy Jerusalem, strive to see the blessed image of the Bride, Mary Undefiled, and piously sing to her: Rejoice, All-Singing Mother of God, our joy. Chosen, favored in all things, you appeared to God, like a flower-bearing thorn in the middle, from which you will receive the virgin fragrance of You and show intercession to those who honor You. Nard, smelling of aromas, imperishable, pure and kind among wives, you have truly appeared; Your gaze is beautiful and your voice is good; For you gave birth to the deliverance of sins to those who sing of Thee. My soul cleaves psalmically, O Lady, all for You 70; For this reason, let Your right hand intercede for me, I pray to You, saving today and supporting, preserving and covering. Rejoice, Honest Virgin Mother, most lofty and fragrant cypress, ruling divinely at the height of vision; cedar, in Lebanon prosperous, strong and unshakable in thoughts; the olive is Divine, flowery and fruitful and filled with the Spirit’s graces; in the vineyard, the grapes are ripe, having grown into the world, joyful hearts with love, like the Mother of God, magnifying Thee sovereignly. Rejoice, Virgin Mother, Honest, meek Dove, and by the graces of the Holy Spirit, she was silvered by all, and gilded in between; Gorlice loving, silent and lovingly pure; Sweet gusset of grace, bringing fragrant spring from winter; To the bird, like a glorious loud-speaker who sang and assured the world of the incarnation of the Word of God; Rejoice at God, Mother, who gives great mercy to the world. Rejoice, Honest Virgin Mother, fountain of the Water of life; the dew of heaven descending from Aermon on the mountains of Zion; the rain is free, and God has separated His worthiness from the earth into eternal watering and joy; the sea is sweet and easy to navigate, but the horsemen are drowned by three hundred pharaohs; Rejoice at God, Mother, who gives great mercy to the world. I stretch out my hand to You and open my unclean lips to prayer, and I bow my heart to the knee and in thought the feet of Your all-blameless One I touch you now, O Pure One, and fall down to Thee: heal my illnesses, which are many and incurable by Thy goodness, and deliver me from the invisible enemies who watch me; Lighten, O Young Lady, the burden of my despondency, for I sing and glorify You, to Whom you bring great peace Creation of Saint John of Damascus Irmos: To the Savior God, in the sea people taught with wet feet and Pharaoh with all the army drowned, He alone will be praised, as he became famous. Light-receiving light, my humble soul, darkened by sin, as the Good One, understand with Your light, a song of thanksgiving as I cry out to You. Rejoice, O throne of God, Pure, Most Glorified; Rejoice, spacious chamber; Rejoice, protection of those who seek Thee by faith; Rejoice, flower of faith; Rejoice, All-Wonderful One. Rejoice, richly golden, who terribly contained the Divine Manna in Your womb, the Light-Giver, the Virgin, and the Savior Jesus, all confirmed by the will of the Divine. Rejoice, Mother of God; Rejoice, Undefiled Virgin; Rejoice, flower of faith; Rejoice, Brideless Youth and Unskilled One, Who has shone forth the Light of all ends. Irmos: By the power of Your Cross, O Christ, confirm my thoughts to sing and glorify Your three-day resurrection. Rejoice, firm and overcoming help to those who reign; Rejoice, Imperishable Lady, All-Holy Mother of the Virgin. Rejoice, strong and Divine boldness and power of the militants; Rejoice, glory to those who sing to Thee with love and undoubting faith. All-honorable joy of the angels, rejoice, Blessed One; Rejoice, Most Holy One; Rejoice, resurrection of faith and destruction of delights. All-bright Tabernacle of the Most High, Rejoice, Most Glorious Virgin; Rejoice, praise of kings and strengthening of martyrs. Irmos: I heard the voice of the power of the Cross, as if paradise had been opened to them, and I cried out: Glory to Your power, Lord. Rejoice, all-golden chamber of the King and God; Rejoice, O All-Pure One, sealing the prophets; Rejoice, honorable adornment of all priests. Rejoice, purest vessel of all the Creator; Rejoice, safe wall of the pious; Rejoice, unshakable protection of all people. Rejoice, ladder that leads from earth to heaven; Rejoice, joy to all who mourn; Rejoice, strongest refuge for those who sin. Rejoice, unburnt bush, even as Moses saw it; Rejoice, rod, who has given us an honest color, who has beautified the earth. Irmos: We cry out to You in the morning, Lord: saved us; For You are our God, do we know no other to You? Rejoice, indestructible joy, friend, all-immaculate; Rejoice, thou who enlightened everyone with Thy Nativity. O dear mountain, rejoice, one Most Pure One, even in Dus there is a prophet of ancient times. All-honorable joy of the angels, Rejoice, one and only fertilizer for the Most Holy Lady and people. The most red robe of the saints and the power and affirmation of the martyrs, Hail, all-wonderful Mary. Irmos: The abyss has passed me by, my grave has become a whale, but I cried out to You, O Lover of mankind, and Your right hand saved me, O Lord. Rejoice, Adam's rebellion and Eve's weeping taking away, Mary Most Immaculate, worldwide praise; Glory, rejoice, those who honor Thee. Rejoice, affirmation of the faithful and apostle of the Divine preaching, Mary All-Singing, treasure of purity; everyone, Rejoice, refuge of Your servant. Rejoice, praise of virgins, bright and wonderful Virgin, red and all-honorable lordship of mothers; those who fall, rejoice, the uprising is ready. Rejoice, Divine Entry into those who lead Thee, the All-Immaculate One, the Mother of God with faith, care for the poor and unshameful hope for the unfortunate. Rejoice, all-golden one, who has manna from heaven within; Holy table, rejoice, you who bear the Bread of life; Rejoice, candlestick light; Rejoice, honorable chamber; Rejoice, fiery throne of Christ the All-Tsar; Rejoice, All-Immaculate, protection of our souls. Irmos: In the cave of fire, the hymn-speakers saved the youths, blessed be God our father. Rejoice, cloud of light; Rejoice, intercession of those who sing sweetly: blessed be God our father. Rejoice, golden ark; Rejoice, power of those who cry: blessed be God our father. Rejoice, Mother of God, joy to those who faithfully cry: blessed is God our father. Rejoice, hope and salvation of men who call: blessed be God our father. Irmos: Sing to the Father, before the age of the Son and God, and in the last year of the incarnation of the Virgin Mother, the priest, praise, O people, to all ages. With the most sacred voices of the faithful we honor Thee with the angels, O Virgin, gratefully crying out: Rejoice, Divine protection of those who sing hymns to Thee throughout all ages. For more than the mind of your birth, your miracle, O Bride of God: for you give birth to God without seeds, containing all your hands. Also, “Rejoice” Ti From all misfortunes and circumstances, escape from all needs, and from the enemies who fight me, so that I may glorify You, O Joyful One, forever and ever. New, like the Child who gave birth to the last, who was before all God, having already grown old through many absences, create a new one, Your Christmas exalted throughout all ages. Irmos: You, more than intelligence and words, the Mother of God, who gave birth indescribably in the yearless summer, we magnify with one and the same faith. The church is clean and the throne of God is animated by You, the All-Immaculate One, and therefore we gratefully send You praise. Thou hast illuminated for us, O Pure One, the Never-Evening Light, in the darkness of the sleeping delights, O Brideless One, and also “Rejoice” We all sing to Thee. You extinguish my tears, illnesses and tears, Lady, and fill my damned heart with joy, O Bride of God. Crying and anger, famine, death and decay were sent down to the All-Tsarina Mary, my foul enemy, and vengeance. Rejoice, Pure Mother of God, most righteous Abel, most reverent Sipha, trustworthy more than Enos and more pleasing than Enoch, who saved the righteous race more than Noah, most faithful Abraham, and Isaac the most obedient, who in the vision of God achieved more than Israel, who conquered Joseph of the flesh with kindness and Moses the meekest; Rejoice at God, Mother, who gives great mercy to the world. Rejoice, most courageous of Sampson, most noble of the commanders of Jesus, most royal of David and most truly wise of Solomon; the prophets conquered all by the sight of God, the apostles by the preaching of God and the martyrs by the ascension of faith, like all The labors of forgiveness are greater and more Divine than all the hierarchs. Rejoice at God, Mother, who gives great mercy to the world. Rejoice, you who are without comparison the most righteous of all the ancient women: the most faithful of Sarah and the most beautiful of Rachel, the most loving of Rebekah, Leah is more fruitful, more hymnal than Miriam, and more wise than Abigail. You surpassed Judith and Devorra in courage, O All-Pure One, and you were more God-loving than Anna, and you were the most divine of Olda. Christ, Rejoice, Mother, who gives great mercy to the world. Turn the ailments of my humble soul and incurable illnesses of my body, Blessed Virgin, into true joy, the voice of my lips accept, O All-Immaculate One, and mercifully bestow Divine healing on my sores through Your invigorating prayers. I wish you health Light, Bride of God, You are my hope, protection and sovereign refuge, and I demand Your speedy visit, Mary the Unclean. The creation of Manuel, the Great Rhetoric, its edge: Hedgehog from my heart sob, Pure, give me Irmos: The wave of the sea hid the persecutor of old, the tormentor, underground the shelter of the saved youths; but we, like maidens, will give praise to the Lord, so that we may be glorified. You see the many illnesses of my heart, the Praising Mother of the Living God; Moreover, with Your Divine mercy, I dress me with joy, so that I magnify You, the truly Glorified One. I place all my hope and hope for my salvation on You, Mother of God; Therefore, for my sake, be generous with Your compassion, so that I may magnify You, the truly Glorified One. Intelligent cloud of Light, Unstoppable, look upon the prayer, O Pure One, of Thy servant, and dissolve the many sorrows that hold me, so that I may magnify You are truly Glorified. I live in many illnesses, O Trokovitsa, fiercely impoverished, like David crying out; Moreover, O Blessed One, correct me by Your visit, so that I may magnify You, the truly Glorified One. Irmos: To You, who hanged the whole earth uncontrollably on the waters, seeing the creature hanging on the forehead, many shuddered with horror, “Nothing is holy, is it You, O Lord,” crying out. The heat of sins burned my damned soul, and the temptations of righteousness exhausted my body; Moreover, O Pure One, by Your prayer blot out this and Give correction to your life. Sing to You, Mother of God, grant me the servant in the silence of Your heart, as my life has become so much corrupted in embitterment; Therefore, present yourself to me and grant correction to my life. You who gave birth to the Most High, bring me out of the pit of sins, and set my mercy on the stone, and direct my steps to glory, and grant correction to my life. I stretch out my hand to You, I bow my knees, with tears, O Young Lady, and I call upon Your warmth and speedy intercession: the bitterness of change, O God-honored One, and grant correction in life. Irmos: On the cross, Habakkuk, seeing your Divine exhaustion, was horrified and cried out: “You have cut off the mighty power, O Good One, you have joined with those in hell, for you are Omnipotent.” The fiery, unfilthy tick, the hope of the faithful, the offended, to the irresistible Representative, come now, taking you away from trouble, even We are now immersed in a storm of fierce sins, I call on Your help, All-Immaculate: appear, come, who will save you from trouble, even you will support You, the weapon of Your prayer, Pure Mother of God, have cut off the heads of those who resisted, appear now, saving me from trouble, even to support me. See my sigh, O All-Pure One, see my sorrow, see my despondency, and show me Your much grace, taking me away from the trouble that will support me. Irmos: Thy Epiphany, O Christ, which mercifully came to us, Isaiah, seeing the uneven Light, dawned from the night, crying: “The dead will rise, and those who are in the graves will rise, and all earthly creatures will rejoice.” The reigning King and Lord of lords, Virgin, was incarnated from You for the goodness of You, granting Your second place. Having already saved with power those who resorted to Your Divine blood; and protect me now with Thy mercy. The cloud of unworthy thoughts, the attack of my accursed soul, outrages and supports me, darkens and insults, All-singing, but Who gave birth to the Sun of Christ, dissolve this and with Your mercy comply. The sweetness of my soul and the liberation of the fierce, O Trokovitsa, having now invisibly found, deliver from all embitterment, even though I have suffered many sins and all kinds of harm in keep me forever. Mortify my mind by Thy life-giving and honest intercession, uplift and enlighten, and intelligently instruct me to sing to You: Virgin, who gave birth to Christ, hypostatic Wisdom, by Thy mercy to me comply. Irmos: I was born, but was not kept in the chest of whales Jonah: I bore your image, Who suffered, and was given to the burial, as from the palace from the beast. The Custodians invited: “They who guard vain and false things have left this mercy to nature.” Do not despise Your servant, O Good One, who has come to You for refuge, having fallen into the temptations of many for the sake of my iniquities. Moreover, all people I have exceeded my sins, but I did not retreat from You, Mother of Life, and by Your power preserve me. With Your generosity, Blessed Mother, see my judgment and judge in the midst of those unjustly attacking me, and quickly stretch out your helping hand, and deliver all misfortunes, slander, flattery, aphids and misfortunes, and preserve with Your Divine protection. Behold, into the abyss of unbearable storms, O Pure Lady, we are overwhelmed by many fierce ones. Also from the depths of my heart I cry out to you: foreshadow, O Virgin, and show above the bitterness and harm from the enemy, and preserve with Your Divine protection. Renew my soul, and the death in God, love and fear of Your intercession, Blessed One; purge from earthly thoughts 72 and from soul-destroying deeds and words I flee to You, and preserve Your Divine protection. Sedalen, tone six: The hope of the world: Now my mind is exhausted, sunken into the depths of opposing thoughts, and there is no consolation for me. Hear me in times of adversity and grant me, as the Good One, peace, may I not be the evil one, O Blessed Youth. Irmos: An indescribable miracle: in the cave the saint delivered the venerable youth from the flames, in the tomb he is dead and breathless, singing for the salvation of us: O God the Deliverer, blessed art thou. Unreliable, rejoice, hope and intercession, for you have accepted the sighing of my soul, you have saved me from the cruel, even as I sing and call to you incessantly: Rejoice, O Young Lady, superior angel. Most, rejoice, leading the faithful from death to Divine life; Rejoice, bright one, who has illuminated all things, even as we sing and call to You incessantly: Rejoice, Youth, supreme angel. Cloud, rejoice, drinker of life; Rejoice, surrounded by the intelligent Light, Christ God, who has arisen from You for the salvation of those who cry out for love: Rejoice, O Maiden, supreme angel. Rejoice, Rod, indescribably flourishing in the peace of Christ God, belly, the fruit of joyful intercession, for the salvation of those who cry by faith: Irmos: Be terrified, fear the heavens, and let the foundations of the earth move: for behold, the living among the dead is counted in the highest, and the little one is received strangely into the tomb. Bless His children, sing praises to His priests, extol His people forever. Fiery, rejoice, pillar, guide our race from darkness to light; ladder, rejoice, heavenly one; Rejoice, all-gold candlestick; Rejoice, Virgin, representation of the orphans, deliverance for the captives and refuge for those in the storm; Rejoice, glory and joy to my soul. Thou who gave birth to Christ, rejoice, O All-Singing One, for thou hast filled all the fragrances of the mystic; Rejoice, all-golden stash of Manna animals; Rejoice, Divine friend, Holy Youth, protection of the monastics; Rejoice, glory to my soul and Daniel, the All-Honest One, saw the mountain, from the unspeakable stone of life Christ came forth, and crushed the idolatry with force Deities; Rejoice, height of understanding; Rejoice, depth of wisdom; Rejoice, glory and joy to my soul. More than all the faithful, come, come down, and let us sing to our Lady, who inexpressibly embodied the All-Creator in words, crying out: Rejoice, refuge of all and hope of salvation; Rejoice, glory and joy to my soul. Irmos: Do not weep for Me, Mother, behold in the tomb, Whom in your womb without seed you conceived a Son: for I will arise and be glorified, and exalt with glory, unceasingly as God, by faith and magnifying You with love. David's, Rejoice, chariot; Aaron, rejoice, rod; all-wonderful, rejoice, Solomon's Temple of the Davira 73, fiery nature ineffably contain the Deities, Mother of God Honest, we magnify Thee. Divine, rejoice, treasure of the belly; Rejoice, switch, having Christ within, the Word and God; Rejoice, God-written tablet Moiseova; Rejoice, joy of the world, Honest Mother Devo, we magnify You. Rejoice, never-setting light, whose God in the midst of all has established, to illumine the heavenly, as well as the earthly; Rejoice, Lady of all, Honest Mother of God, we magnify You. Thy grace overflows richly upon all who come to Thee by faith, O Undefiled One; Moreover, fill Thy servants with grace, for with love, O Honest Mother Devo, we magnify Thee. Stichera, tone six. Similar: All put aside: Rejoice, holy city; Rejoice, cloud of light; Rejoice, animated ladder, from which we ascend to the heavenly dead, the honest one and Divine life; Rejoice, O paradise, who has the tree of life in the middle of Christ, who abolished the bitterness of the first tree; Rejoice, you who took Eve’s ancient oath; Rejoice, Adam's proclamation; Rejoice, All-Immaculate Ever-Virgin Lady. Rejoice, all-golden one, who has acquired the manna from heaven within; Rejoice, chamber of the All-Tsar; Rejoice, Divine protection; rejoice, fat mountain; Rejoice, place of holiness; Rejoice, sweet-smelling Shipok, who gave birth to the faithful fragrance; Rejoice, Mother of God Undefiled; Rejoice, mothers' adornment and true glory; Rejoice to the virgins, praise and all-honorable fertilizer. Rejoice, sweet name and deed, O Trokovitsa Mary, delight of the tongue and sweet teaching of my heart; My soul, following the flow of You, clinged all together, and like a tree to streams of water, my whole mind longed for You and disappeared; Moreover, let Thy right hand graciously intercede for me, O Pure One, and grant Thy countenance the glory. I am now in the grip of many misfortunes, O All-Wretched One, I resort to You, O All-Immaculate One: save me, unworthy, having sinned many times, Like no one else, you are strong with my help, for you can do everything you want, O All-Singing Young Lady, like the Most Blessed Mother of our All-Powerful God. Mistress of the world, strong representation of the faithful, do not despise Your servant, who trusts in You. Irmos: As Israel walked on dry land in the abyss with their feet, seeing the persecutor Pharaoh being drowned, “I will sing a victory song to God” crying out. My days are like little drops, wicked and small, dependent on the passing of time, becoming impoverished little by little: behold, Lady, save me. Today my soul is overcome by much fear, a trembling that is inscrutable and painful, sometimes coming from my body: Pure, comfort here. A well-known refuge for sinners, Your mercy is upon me, O Pure One, and take away the hands of the demons, even though the psyche has abused me. This is the time for help, this is the time of Your intercession, this, Lady, is the time, for whom, day and night, they call for warmth and pray to You. Irmos: There is nothing holy like You, O Lord my God, Who has lifted up the horn of Your faithful, O Great One, and established us on the rock of Your confession. Foreseeing this day from afar, O Lady, and thinking of that day as present, I prayed to Thee with warm tears: do not forsake me. My organ of speech has already been completely extinguished, my tongue has been tied and my voice has been closed, with a contrite heart I pray to Thee: My Lady, save me. Am I conceived in iniquity, born into all things? And behold, having become angry with the Good God, I depart into eternal fire, destined to be tormented. Do not turn away Your many bounties from Me, close below Your humane womb, but appear before me today, O Pure One, and at the hour of judgment remember me. Irmos: Christ is my strength, God and Lord, the honest Church sings divinely, crying out, with pure meaning, celebrating in the Lord. The clouds drop dew like tears, the hills and mountains weep for me compassionately, moving away from God and approaching the demon. A refuge that is not shameful for everyone and does not fail in times of need, intercede for me too, O All-Honorable One, in the hour of my need. Stretching out Your all-blameless and most pure hands, like sacred doves of krill, cover me in blood and canopy, O Lady. Behold the horror that you have ever feared, behold a great feat that has comprehended me, in which be my Helper, the hope of my salvation. Irmos: By Thy divine light, O Blessed One, illumine the souls of Thy morning with love, I pray, Lead Thee, O Word of God, the true God, from the darkness of sin. My relatives in the flesh and my brothers in spirit, my friends of common knowledge and knowledge, weep, sigh and lament, for I am now separated from you. Now, who delivers nowhere and truly helps no one, help me, Lady, so that I won’t shut myself up like a helpless person in the hands of my enemy. Oh, what a pitiful and painful sorrow I will endure with You, Mother of God, discord, and the bitter fall from my Savior and the alienation of all the saints! Your great compassion cannot overcome the multitude of sins, O Lady, but may Your mercy pass over me and cover all my iniquities. Irmos: The sea of ​​life, raised up in vain by adversity by the storm, has flowed to Your quiet refuge, crying out to You: lift up my life from aphids, O Many-Merciful One. The mouth is silent, the tongue is silent, but the heart is flaming, the fire of contrition, burning inside, scorches it, and the voices, unspoken, call to Thee. Look down from on high, Mother of God, and graciously deign to descend on my visit today, for having seen Thee, I will depart from the body rejoicing. The holy angels give me over to the sacred and pure hands, O Lady, for I will not see these winged wings of the wicked, the cold and gloomy vision of the demon. O all-honorable Bride of God, kindly bless my heavenly bride, who has kindled my dim and dim light with Thy holy oil, O All-Immaculate One. Sedalen, tone six. Similar to: Many sets: The demonic forces caused the hesitation, O Virgin, to establish my all-condemned soul on the rock of the Divine commandments of Christ, so that the storm of sin and the anxiety of evil thoughts do not drown me. Irmos: The angel made the furnace like a venerable youth, and the Chaldeans were exhorted by the scorching command of God to the tormentor to cry out: “Blessed are you, God our father.” The night of death embraces me unprepared, gloomy and moonless, sending me on a far and terrible path; May Thy mercy follow me, O Virgin. Imam, Lady, suffers immortally for the sake of the current and timely pleasure, and briefly for the sake of the passion of carnal pain in the fires, but may Thy mercy precede me. Those who take me away from here urge me to support me in every possible way, but my soul, clothed with fear, is filled with much confusion, and comfort me, O Pure One, with Your insistence. Grieving no one to my heart, below consoling, the Lady, who found, friends and knowledge together, now left me; but You, my hope, will never depart from Me. Irmos: From the flame of the saint you poured out dew and you burned the righteous sacrifice with water; You did everything, O Christ, just as you wanted, We exalt You to all ages. Like the Mother of God, the Lover of Mankind, with compassionate compassion and merciful eyes, when my soul is separated from the flesh, let me glorify Thee, Most Holy Theotokos. High Christ, Masters of the Palace, sending Your grace from on high, ahead of me now on the day of my need, may I glorify Thee, Most Holy Theotokos. The disembodied barbarian regiments will scatter and the abyss of the air will open up, and let me soar to heaven, may I glorify Thee, Most Holy Theotokos. For you who gave birth to the Lord Almighty, the bitter rulers of the world, the tax collectors, drive away far away, and let me pass away, so that I may glorify Thee, Pure One, forever. Irmos: It is impossible for man to see God; the angels do not dare to look at God; By You, All-Pure One, the Word incarnate as a man, Who magnifies Him, with the heavenly howls we please You. Like a slave who raises his outer tow on the hands of his masters, O all-singing one, I raise up my toes, even outwardly and inwardly, to You, my Lady, Mistress and life, may you have mercy on me. O blessed Maiden, mercifully look upon my humility, accept this pitiful and last prayer, and strive to deliver me from the tormenting eternal fire. Who gave birth to God, even the dead and the living, the still-made, O Virgin, deliver me from illnesses, grant me health and life; with force girding me from on high, I was freed from the pain and the strength was exhausted. The church of God is alive and animate and the verbal abode of You, knowing You, resorting to Your church with warm faith, now, before leaving, I pray: weaken me, let me rest, chanting Thy majesty. Stichera, tone six. Similar: Thou art risen on Three Days: Rejoice, honesty of the apostles, bright joy of the angels; Rejoice, praise of the universe, Undefiled Virgin, and fertilizer of the faithful. Rejoice, unbroken mountain, All-Immaculate Virgin, even the prophet Daniel foresaw, from whom the stone was cut off, who crushed the idols, Christ is the only King of all. Rejoice, O devil of all light; Rejoice, animated table of the Divine Bread, in which Christ is presented; Rejoice, goodness of piety, Mother of God; Rejoice, protection of our souls. All-singing, cast down the brow of the foul-killing enemies, and turn the sorrow of Your people into joy, O Virgin, and grant us strength, as we sing of Your salvation. The creation of St. Andrew of Crete, its edge: Let's go for good crying for the sake of Irmos: Helper and Protector be my salvation, This is my God, and I will glorify Him, God of my father, and I will exalt Him, gloriously I will be glorified. Wonderful Joel, the great prophet of the Lord, who speaks divinely and weeps in sackcloth, but I do not care; You, Virgo, save me. As the source of the essence of grace, the Mother of God, wash the body and soul of the defiled cold, and with pure clothes the garments of grace. Do not despise, O Good One, who has been corrupted in iniquities, who has already been defiled by all the bitter sweets, but washed and saved me from all the feces. “Let the bridegroom and the bride come out from the bridal chamber,” says the prophet, “and let them cry this day” 74; We, my soul, are more worthy of the Mother of the Deliverer. Irmos: Establish, O Lord, my moving heart on the rock of Your commandments, for You and the Lord alone are Holy. Let us renew the spiritual field, sow virtues in this life, and reap the fruits of life there. Inexperienced Lady, I was killed by the sinful advice of a stranger, revive me to Your Son with prayers. I have fallen, O Lady, into the silence of my deeds and in the ditch I now lie perishing; Give me repentance, Unclean One. Beasts of the universe, I nourish passions in my soul, and I cannot endure cohabitation; I resort, O Virgin, to Your intercession. Irmos: The prophet heard Your coming, O Lord, and feared, because you wanted to be born of a Virgin and appear as a man, and said: “I heard Your hearing and feared, glory to the might.” Yours, Lord." By Thy strength, Mother of God, let my enemies turn back, let them be crushed, the thoughts of uncleanness and defilement, and let me through Thy prayer move towards dispassion. I make captives of sins, I do not leave them, but even more so I weave the undecided Mother of God, adding passion to passion, and I swear to everyone, the voice of the prophet “Woe to you!” attract. The ulcers of my soul do not cease with lust, and I apply harm to illness, remaining insensibly unhealed; have mercy, heal and save me through your prayers, Mother of God. The dream of the unworthy prue 75, the deeds of life, which passes every day, I see, I in no way accept these feelings, but rather cling to them, like 76 staring at the heights of an oak tree. Irmos: From the morning night, O Lover of mankind, enlighten me, and guide me in Thy commandments, and teach me, O Savior, to do Thy will. Be lifted up by pride, fallen from sin by a cruel fall that crushes my soul, and who will raise me up, if not You, Mother of God? Patience, Lady, grant me all kinds of hardships and even from the evil of sudden attacks, for I am cowardly and am deprived of reward. Deliver me from the temptation of the alien, from all reproach and outer darkness, having unswervingly placed my hope in You, the All-Singing One. Thoughts of fornication outrage my accursed soul, O All-Immaculate One, and they madly squabble with them; deliver me from them soon. Irmos: I cried out with all my heart to the Bountiful God, and heard me from hell, and raised my life from aphids. The Lord calls adultery to look upon the face with all passion, and I, O Virgin, hurt with intemperance, I defile the soul with shameless gaze. As I sleep, fiercely inconvenient thoughts come upon me, and the 77 skoktanmi and the plaintiffs will come, but spare me from these harms, Unclean One. Bride of God Mary, I fall down to You and cry out with tears: take away my accursed soul of the future judgment and eternal fire. I have been taught from Scripture to give thanks to the word about idle verbs, but I, the Virgin, am abolished in timeless rumors and word disputes, and do not fear. Sedalen, tone six. Similar to: The Hope of the World: Judge of the world, O good One, Thy Son, be merciful to me, I will sin much, for no one else can intercede with You, as the Mother of the essence of God and Master; Therefore I pray for me, O Blessed One. Irmos: I am a sinner, a transgressor, an untruthful one before You: below the observant, below the co-creator, as You commanded us; but do not betray us to the end, Father God. A sinner, a lawless one, a bitter one of Christ, committing every evil deed, struggling against His wrath; but You, Virgin, are merciful and make us condemned. With thoughts, feelings and deeds, Mother of God, we all retreated from the Living God, and became enslaved to the tormentor, the finder of passions, but You deliver us from these and give us the dawn of repentance. Whenever my damned soul endures separation from the body, and there is no deliverance or comfort, then present yourself, O Lady, and extinguish my demonic aspirations. Hypocrisy My Lord is a great evil in life called; Even his deeds are flattering, O God-ignorant, through Your strength I will be delivered, lest Christ destroy me with the sword of the Spirit. Irmos: Whom the armies of heaven praise, and tremble with cherubs and seraphim, every breath and creature, sing, bless and exalt to all ages. According to Thy duty, O Mother of God, we call upon Thy Son all sins and condemnations to pray, so that through Thy intercession we may be delivered from hell. Sinners call upon Christ to come and repent: “Come to Me!”; Having rejected this word, let us fall to the Mother of God in repentance. Now flows of tears and sighs from the soul with contrition have descended, so that I may extinguish that unbearable flame and increase the glory of heaven. May Thy Son, O Lady, be revived by men; May the Perfect Man be seen by You. Therefore, pray that He will be cleansed at the end of His Kingdom and show me a commoner. Irmos: The unspeakable Christmas of the seedless conception, the incorruptible fruit of the mother of the husbandless, for the Birth of God renews the nature. Moreover, we all give birth to You, as the Blessed Mother of God, we Orthodoxy magnify. A bride is prepared in heaven, O Bride of God, from Your Son, to fulfill all the joys of this commandment to those who have kept blameless, but for me there is darkness and outcry and the fire of Gehen, from whom I will be delivered. let me pray. So, tears and labor are rushed to this funeral feast, for there are crowns and honors and donations, and who is truly blessed? Those who sow weeping reap rejoicing. They are filled with repentance, O All-Immaculate One, fallen ones, like hawks flying to the intelligent heavens; Whose parts are the wicked and I myself am worthy of, through Your prayer we are saved. As you who gave birth to the Abyss of mercy, have mercy on me, and deliver judgment and torment, O Lady, the inextricable one of Your servant, and the Kingdom of Heaven, O Virgin, grant me the grace to magnify You with love. Stichera, tone six. Similar: All-delayed: Rejoice, Father's Undefiled Daughter, Mother of the Word; Rejoice, Bride of the Spirit, exceeding thrones, the most ardent and best seraphim, the most intelligent cherub, the most dominant, the strongest of powers and the most sovereign, the archangel most beloved of warriors, more than an angel serving the faithful, to improve the salvation of those who want. Rejoice, Queen of all queens, Mother of God; Rejoice, predominant of all heavenly powers; Rejoice, land and sea are one, Lady and all creation. Rejoice, most powerful scepter and most valiant affirmation, power of the reigning and dominion, All-Singing One; Rejoice, Divine Vertograd; hellish, rejoice, mortification, pure one; Rejoice, refuge for Christians; Rejoice, Blessed One. Rejoice, on the throne is the fire of the King and the Lord; Rejoice, Divine Table, Bearing Bread in the midst of heaven; Rejoice, fertile land, who raised the class of life, those who eat death will not see death from unworthiness, Lady, but are raised to eternal life, as the one Lord of all, the Nourisher and Contents; Rejoice, refuge of the faithful, Rejoice, Most Wonderful One. We pray to You, the All-Chosen One, O Virgin, and for our dear sakes, we are beaten by fierce sorrows: for as we have motherly strength in the Lord, our enemies destroy them, and let them not cry: “Where there is God, will they serve Him?” They will see the curses, as You alone are the acquisitive’s protection, and intercession, and according to God the pillar is strong; do not despise, O All-Singing One, those who flow to You. The creation of Saint Theodore Inscribed, Bishop of Nicea, as seen in the last Mother of God Let us glorify the impenetrable door, the church of purity, the good woman, the Holy Lady, vernia, with sweet sacred stumps. The living God is the Word in heaven, Who is in the beginning, without beginning, the sky verbally made You on earth, Pure One, did not leave heaven, dwelling in You. Cloud of the sun, luminous candlestick and multi-bright candle, my tripartite soul, even darkened by sins, enlighten, I pray, All-Immaculate. O blessed Maiden, sovereign of the faithful and the humble in hope, You set me free from carnal desires and passions that fight me. No one will flow to Your protection, and do not receive, O Young Lady, Your many bounties; At the same time, I pray that I may benefit from Your intercession. Like the expanse of heaven and earth that exceeds, like the Holy of Holies, the incomparably most glorious cherub and seraphim, you have contained God, the Pure One. With the fire of the fear of God, having cleansed me from sinful filth, I have clothed myself with a golden robe, O Maiden, and the face of the saints. There is no salvation for me from works, but You, Mother of God, give hope to those who hope in You; grant me salvation, I pray. Irmos: Christ is my strength, God and Lord, the honest Church sings divinely, crying out, from a pure meaning, celebrating in the Lord. Like a door that leads you into the Divine Coming, like the paradise of God, like a wise place of sanctification, like a refuge for the faithful, we will please the Virgin of all. The all-bright candlestick and the Divine table, God's receptacle and ark, the rod that vegetated in the world, the Color of Christ, you appeared, the Mother of God. It is reasonable that Moses, the Mother of Fire, appears in secret in the form of a sacred bush, the Mother of God, Ever-Virgin. The Word, Unclean One, dwells in You, redeeming the world from the wordlessness of passions, O Lady, and granting the Kingdom of Heaven to those who praise You. Irmos: By Thy divine light, O Blessed One, illumine the souls of Thy morning with love, I pray, Lead Thee, O Word of God, the true God, from the darkness of sin, crying out. The goodness of Jacob, before all beings chosen by God, the Most Holy and the Purest, Rejoice, O Lady, having been incomparably enriched. Having foreseen from afar the mysteriously divinely luminous prophetic face, Virgin Bride of God, the indescribable depth of Your Nativity, the sacred images of You outlined. Most Holy One, who is the only God on earth, who truly gave birth to the Most Holy One, sanctify and save You, the Mother of God who ever preaches through Your intercession. By Thy Divine Light, as Good One, my soul is darkened by sweets, give light and guide me towards salvation, the only Savior. Let us please the only Mother of God, all-singing and kind among women, the indestructible wall of Christians, Mary the Immaculate, with an undoubting heart. Divinely inclusive tabernacle, holy city of God, golden censer, throne of fire, multi-bright lamp, impassable gate, Hail, Lady. Your conception is strange, strange, O Youth, and even more terrible than the mind is Your Nativity, all of which was removed from God, which reconciled and repaying the former kindness. Please, O Lady, my soul, I am embittered by many sins, and beseech the Giver of all good things, Christ, to grant me favor from the Kingdom on High. My infirm soul, many illnesses and the cruelest passions of the body, Pure one, visit, and the speedy healing of the blessing, and the holy commandments to do for me the good fortune of the Good God, as I magnify You. Irmos: The angel made the furnace like a venerable youth, and the Chaldeans were exhorted by the scorching command of God to the tormentors to cry out: “Blessed are you,” God our father. You were superior, All-blameless, to intelligent powers: they did not dare to look at the worthless One, You carried Yours in your arms, for this reason we glorify You with grateful voices. The Divine Coal is an honest censer, fragrant to the world, from the stench of the unclean, O Virgin, deliver me from passions, and give me sweet praise: Blessed are you, God our father. Having erased me with immeasurable crimes, through Your divine intercession you created anew, healing my soul and giving the word to cry: blessed is God who gave birth to flesh. Create churches of the Spirit of God for us, O all-holy church, who honor You in this Divine church of Yours and reverently sing: Blessed are You, God our Father. Irmos: From the flame like the venerable one you poured out dew and you burned the righteous sacrifice with water; You did everything, O Christ, just as you wanted, We exalt You to all ages. I bring fiery light and gold, a luminous palace and porphyro-shine, a stash of sweetness and animal bread, a meal in the knowledge of Thee, the Most Blessed Maiden. We pray to you, the all-honorable mountain and the highest one who has fallen into the depths of sins, the Pure Lady: to exalt the virtues of exaltation by divine deeds 78. Deliverance of previous vows by Your birth, Virgin Mother of God, Gabriel’s voice we sing to You: Rejoice, wine of all salvation. Even though the Grapes gave birth to the uncultivated, show me fruitful deeds, and grant me the likeness of the Heavenly Kingdom, may I glorify You, Pure One, forever. The purest chamber of God, now Your many mercy is upon me, O Mother of God Mary, All-Immaculate, for I magnify and bless You, Who is above the heavens and all creatures. With grateful voices we glorify Thee, Who has truly received deification from You, and we cry: Rejoice, O All-Singing One; Rejoice, Blessed One; Rejoice, fiery throne of the King of all; Rejoice, Mary Lady. Sing, glorify and bless You grant to us who honor You worthily, O Most Immaculate One, and Your Nativity may be majestic, O One Blessed One; You are the praise of Christians and an acceptable prayer book to God. Like a drop from heaven, a cloud descended on Your belly, and dried up the beautiful streams, incorruption of the rain and deliverance for all people through You, O God-made One. Rejoice, O reigning One, Pure One, invincible boldness; Rejoice, O glory of those who faithfully bow to Your icon; Rejoice, fall of demons and correction of men. Rejoice, O All-Pure One, the firstfruit and root of our salvation; Rejoice, candlestick, I shine Christ in the midst, the acquisitive one; Rejoice, O thou who exceedest the heavens, Mary the Lady. Rejoice, Pure, most honest creature of all, visible and intelligent, who gave birth to the Lord out of the mind of both; Rejoice, Mother of God, joy of my soul. All-singing, save Thy servant from the cruel ones who hold me back, and bring joy to my humble soul, O All-Holy One, and fill with consolation, as I unceasingly magnify Thee. The creation of the Venerable Nicholas Kataskepin, as seen in the last Mother of God Irmos: Helper and protector be my salvation, this is my God, and I will glorify Him, God of my father, and I will exalt Him, gloriously I will be glorified. Helper and Patroness, my Deliverer and Intercessor, be from fierce misfortunes, bitter ailments, severe sorrows and All-holy hope to those who call upon Thee in love, appear to me, listen now, and receive the song from the vile walls of the humble Compassionately delivering, show me Thy face, for the darkness of fierce despair covers me all over, but shine upon me the dawn of Thy pure prayer. I am immersed in the burning of bitterness of sin, give me your right hand, like Peter, and save me, O Word, by asking without decay more than the mind of the One who gave birth to You. Falling down to Thy bounties, Mother of the Word, I ask for forgiveness of sins with Thy warm prayers. The furnace that extinguished Babylon, You who paint, extinguish the fiery furnace of my passions and ailments, O Lady. Dry up, Lady, the bitter drunkenness of my sweets, Divine sobriety by giving me repentance and saving conversion. With Your merciful eye, O Lady, who offends him, have mercy and save me, the salvation of the world and the help of man. Irmos: The prophet heard Your coming, O Lord, and feared, because you wanted to be born of a Virgin and appear as a man, and said: “I heard Your hearing and feared, glory to the mighty Yours, Lord." I loved the present, the flesh, the world and the sweet things in the world, glory and bribes, both of which I cared for in the future; this is for the sake of the height of glory and I have fallen away from the love of God, accursed one. To the door of Divine glory, open the door of repentance for me, and bring in Thy Son and Creator, O All-Singing Passion, to the light that cannot be entered. taking away darkness and laziness, destroying the darkness. I will enlighten my soul without sleep, so that you do not quench the darkness, and the door of the bride will be shut for me, but open the doors of mercy and present yourself to me at the hour of my departure. Overthrow my enemies, overcome those who fight me unjustly, so that they may know whose servant I am, in whose intercession I am written, and save those who sing praises to Thee, the All-Singing One. Save me the prodigal, O All-Immaculate One, appear and deliver me from all enemies, visible and invisible, who plague the humble soul Be merciful to Your Son, when my deeds, secret and open, alas, want to torment, so that condemnation does not send me into the fire. Because of Your immeasurable goodness, Lord Lord, I am a wretched one who dares and prays to the Mother of Your Savior, I do not despair at all. All from my youth I have been useless, O All-Immaculate One, I have been killed by sweets and the accursed one has been put to death, I lie ill, but raise me up. I fall down to Thee, Mary the Infernal, and with tears, Mother of God, I cry: take away my ill-fated soul from the future judgment and eternal fire. Give your prayers water to my all-condemned soul, scorched by the heat of passion, and show me this fruitfulness, Most Immaculate Sanctify me completely and enlighten me, purification of the faithful, and with Your prayers show the Holy Trinity a home, O Young Lady, I pray to You. We have a quiet refuge for You, Mother of God Mariam, and from the depths of our hearts we cry: do not leave me to be immersed in the enemy’s worries. The storm of opposing thoughts confuses me and the passions of obsession bring down my accursed soul into the depths of destruction, but have mercy on me, O Thou who gave birth to God, and spare Thy servant the future punishment, One Blessed One. The anger, the bitterness of the Long-suffering and Creator of mine, Who of old created me from the earth and brought me from those who were not, but Appease this One, O Virgin, with Thy motherly petitions. Oh, Lady, who opened the honest gates of paradise, this and to me the unplaceable deeds of the same deeds were closed, having opened, save me and that inhabitant Compassionate Thy Son, Lord God and our Benefactor, O All-Holy Lady, who will deliver me from troubles and sorrows and lordship He will increase saints and eternal glory. Sanctify and give light to my heart, O Mother of God, dry up its currents of passion, sprinkle it with the water of Your Divine prayer, and make it possible for me to offer You a pleasing song with a pure soul. According to Your duty, we call upon Your prayer, O Mother of God, to Your Son all sinners and condemned people, that through Your intercession we may be delivered from hell. Be my helper, O All-Immaculate One, to the Lord God, when all kinds of judges come to earth, and show me the heir those who are saved, wretched one, I pray to Thee. Quench the fire of passions and mortify the flesh, enlighten the mind, cleanse the heart, and nourish the soul with heavenly bread, and save me, Mother of God. Put me, O Lady, on the path of God’s commandments, a sinner, turn my heart onto the path of salvation, for the Imam has only one intercession and The damned one is condemned and uncorrected in every way, guilty of everything, other condemned beings are not judged; Woe to me then at the time of judgment, O Virgin, for the imam will be condemned. The devil has taken me captive and is trying to destroy me, although he wants to destroy everyone, but have mercy, and do not betray me, O Young Lady, to the enemy, and do not leave your unworthy prayer book to perish. Unshameful hope, help and protection, my refuge and warm intercession, then help me in the future judgment, and deliver everyone rebuke, and show the Son of the Kingdom of Your Son, O Unfilthy One. I sing Your glory, the All-Singing One, the brightest power and the indescribable mercy of Your compassion and love for mankind, and I pray, O Good One, that I may not lose hope, but may I increase Your glory. Stichera, tone six. Similar: Everything is postponed: Rejoice, Divine dwelling place of all God and Master; Rejoice, fortress of martyrs and unfading crown, confirmation of the faithful and glory to the saints; Rejoice, Mother of the Unartful; Rejoice, praise of the heavenly powers, foundation of the prophets and preaching of the apostles; rejoice, Pure, trampling on the charms of error; cleansing of sins, Rejoice, Materodevo. Rejoice, dwelling place of Light, Undefiled, All-Holy; Rejoice, pillar of fire, by whom we became guides, aphid partakers, to heaven more blessed glory and undying peace; Rejoice, vine, the vegetated Grapple of Life, take away revenge and take away the drunkenness of malice, and drink joy with wine to the faithful, like the Mother of God who confesses Thee. Rejoice, brightest chamber of the King and Lord; Rejoice, animated city, Lord of all; Rejoice, indestructible one of the only cover and known to those who pray to You by faith; Rejoice, salvation of the world and warm purification; Rejoice, thou who quenched the furnace of polytheism; Rejoice, Divine joy of angels, and sovereign and indestructible joy of men, O Lady, help. Accept my prayer, Mother of God Mary, and do not reject me, unworthy from Your presence, as no one else on earth, O All-Pure One, has sinned among men. Moreover, I ask for Your Divine grace, O All-Wretched One: having preceded me now, take care of the painfully possessed, and do not leave me in the end to be in misery, having only put my trust in You, Lady, The work of our venerable father Paul, Bishop of Amoria, its edge: Give me, O Virgin, tears of repentance Mistress, accept the cry from the vile heart, O All-Immaculate One, and from the accursed walls, and from the mire of passions and cruel sins, wash me, so that I may glorify Thee. Give me clouds of tears with Your prayers, All-Holy Lady, so that I cry warmly for those who have sinned on earth, and I will be delivered from the torment that awaits me. Breathe, cry, my soul, and from here rejoice for yourself, crying out to Christ: Thy Mother, Generous One, forgive me, forgive me from the terrible Gehenna. Do not deny my sobs, Even the Source of mercy, but mercifully, O Good One, with Your gracious eye, heal my soul, O Mother of God, passions. Irmos: There is none holy like You, O Lord my God, the exalted horn of Your faithful, Near, and establishing us on the rock of Your confession. There is no one among men who committed lawlessness and lived fornication, good, like I: in their cruelty, Divine baptism was scalded. Behold, all the malice of the enemy has descended upon me, like wounds, but it has grown heavy and stinking, and my soul is weighed down by an endless decline. O Mother of God, many are my many sins, for this sake, by faith, I fall down crying to You: in the terrible hour, appease Him, Whom You embodied. Holy Lady, I am guilty of all condemnation, show boldness to God as if you had the mother, and in His palace inflict it on me. Irmos: Christ is my strength, God and Lord, the honest Church sings divinely, crying out, from a pure meaning, celebrating the Lord. Grant me a flow of tears, O Lady, so that I may wash away the filth of my soul and find, the accursed one, who has destroyed the kindness with the serpent’s advice. O most gracious God, O Christ, the Lover of mankind, the Driver of mercy, now sprinkle Thy mercy upon me, my hope and intercession and Thy Mother pray to Thee. The one who angered the least prodigal, Thy Son, saved the eternal torment of all men, the only hope of the faithful, the Mother of God. You have established the pasture of death, Who gave birth to the Life of all, even as I was killed by sins; revive and grant us eternal life. The enemy who creates me, seeing all lawlessness, shamelessly laughs at my sin; release me from this captivity, O Pure One, and turn his laughter into cold. Save me from the passions, sorrows and harm of the opposing evil ones, and deliver my humble soul from these trappings, let them not speak of this, O Pure One: let us strengthen ourselves. Deliver me from unrighteous hands, from a flattering tongue and cruel lips, O Virgin Bride of God; I place all my aspirations on You, so that I will not be ashamed, I pray to You. Give my hearts contrition and tears, O Young Lady, and poverty of spirit, so that I may weep for the evil I have done, as it is worthy of weeping. Irmos: The Sea of ​​Life, raised up in vain by the misfortunes of the storm, flowed into Your quiet refuge, crying out to You: lift up my life from aphids, O Many-Merciful One. The current of my tears is small and poor, O Lady, received as the myrrh is chosen, fragrant, pure, together with incense, the evil-smelling one, removes from me the passions of aspiration. Obeying passion, I left God fornication, the all-cursed One, I begged Him to save me, O Good One; I have come running to You, and with the garments that were before, enlighten me. Like a holy angel I sing Your grace and pray, O All-Immaculate One: the absurd divorce from Me is a demonic dream, keeping my heart in silence. May no wave cover me, may the storm not drown me, may the abyss not consume me, may the sea and the depths of bitter despair not submerge the destruction of glory, O All-Holy One. From my heart and belly I offer lamentations to Thee, asking Thy kind intercession: have mercy on my all-damned soul, appease the most gracious God, deliver me from judgment and the lake of fire, one Blessed. On Thee, Lady, I place all my trust, O wretched one: do not turn away Your face from Me, do not close your humane womb, Mother of God, but help me. Bring up sins into a storm of embers, Bride of God, and direct me to the Divine dispassionate refuge, Pure One, crying reverently: Blessed are you, God our father. The worker of iniquity is not and the abode of every work is cold, and the companion of evil thoughts, but You, All-Singing, Pure, Holy Friend of God, sanctified me. Like an Assyrian, the ruler of the mental confusion of Babylon 79, my mind of fiery thoughts with a sevenfold kindled a furnace in me, in which I am not scorched, O Pure One, keep me with Your dew. Visibly I stand before Your image, invisibly, Mother of the Belly, I stand before You alive, praying with fear: deliver me from the invisible enemies and from the visible. Prayer, Virgin, bring to God to save our souls, and deliver us from the passions of guilt, and from the demons of the worst slander. Having torn the dark sackcloth of sin, girded me with salvation and true joy, so that I may glorify You, O Pure One, forever and ever. An endless abyss of compassion, an immeasurable sea of ​​compassion, ready help for sinners, save me, O Virgin, Thy inexhaustible servant. Irmos: It is impossible for man to see God; the angels do not dare to look at God; By You, All-Pure One, the Word incarnate as a man, Who magnifies Him, with the heavenly warriors we please You. The excitement of passion confuses me and plunges me into the abyss of sweetness, O All-Immaculate One. Even though you gave birth to Christ the Provider, extend your helping hand to me and save me, the only one who brings salvation and renewal to the faithful. I ask for Thy protection and intercession that guides me, O Lady, especially at the hour of judgment and exodus, when the gloomy army of wicked demons is formed against me. Change my material aspirations and with a pure, matterless mind in the night and in the days of Thee, give me, Mother of God, my hope and light, sweetness, life and joy. Reception from You, Christ, Your grace is riches, we squandered them fornication, and became impoverished, an evil citizen, with lustful words and deeds; but through your prayers to Your Mother, spare me and save me. Rejoice, treasure of the belly; Rejoice, all-gold candlestick; Rejoice, O great one, who beareth the Manna of the King Christ for all; Rejoice, Pure Virgin, resolution of ancient vows. Rejoice, unshakable pillar of the honest Church; Rejoice, one representation of the faithful; Rejoice, glory to the world, Most Blessed One; Rejoice, refuge of people. Rejoice, bright-fruitful apple tree, from the non-vegetating Apple, Divine and all-fragrant, Pure; Rejoice, sweet scarlet thorn 80, Virgin; Rejoice, protection of our souls. Do not despise Thy servant through troubles and sorrows, O Mother of God, but be generous and save those who are unreliable and free me from those who are cruel. Irmos: Helper and Protector be my salvation, This is my God, and I will glorify Him, God of my father, and I will exalt Him, gloriously I will be glorified. Fill my humble heart with Your grace, O Good One, as if You, O Brideless Maiden, gave You a voice of joy: Rejoice, Mother of the Belly; Rejoice, praise of the angels. Rejoice, mental door; Rejoice, pillar of virginity; Rejoice, you who indescribably exuded Light for us, leading you as the all-true Mother of God. Rejoice, bridge, leading the dead to more Divine life; Rejoice, hope and joy of the faithful, All-Singing One; Rejoice, throne of God; Rejoice, crown of the martyrs. Do not despise, O Good One, who has decayed in iniquities, who has been defiled by bitter sweets, but wash me away from all defilement and save me. Irmos: Establish, O Lord, my moving heart on the rock of Your commandments, for You alone are Holy and the Lord. Rejoice, treasury of the poor life, one Blessed One; Rejoice, diadimo honorable king; Rejoice, joy of the universe. Rejoice, joy, undefiled friend, one to the Mother of God, sacred praise of the priests; Rejoice, preaching of the apostles. Rejoice, golden dwelling glorified by God the Word; Rejoice, world glory; faithful, rejoice, hearing and honest speech. Thou hast given birth, O Unfiltered One, to the Creator and Benefactor of all, Who have propitiated Him, O All-Immaculate One, to grant me the glory of the locality and lordship. Irmos: The prophet heard Your coming, O Lord, and feared, because you wanted to be born of a virgin and appear as a man, and said: “I heard Your hearing and feared, glory to Your power, Lord.” Rejoice, fat mountain, the Creator of all dwells in the bottom; Rejoice, Light from Light conceived, enlightening the entire universe; Rejoice, Imperishable Virgin, indestructible wall of the Kingdom. Inexpressible joys, friend, Rejoice, Pure, All-Bright, Blessed One; peace, rejoice, refuge; sinners, rejoice, purification, O All-Tsarina; Rejoice, Mary, unshakable pillar of the Church. The seven-bright candlestick of Thee, bearing the fire of God's understanding, prophet of old, the Maiden, the seer, who is a luminary in the darkness of ignorance to the needy. Moreover, I cry to You: enlighten me, Your servant, O All-Immaculate One. Save Thy flock, Mother of God, now in need, and for the sake of authority and power, for she who gave birth to the King of all, and deliver from corruptible men and evil-doers, like the Good One, the servant Yours. Rejoice, all creatures to the Queen; Rejoice, All-Immaculate; Rejoice, hope of all who flow to You; Rejoice, pure source of inexhaustible Streams. Rejoice, brightest chamber, all through the hand of Him who contains ineffable things; Rejoice, holy adornment and glory to the martyrs, Undefiled Lady. Rejoice, pillar of fire, leading wise Israel to Divine rest; Rejoice, never-setting cloud of Light, Mother of God, All-Singing Young Lady. Save me, the accursed one, I will overcome all the fierce wounds and various troubles, and do not leave me, Pure One, to be in poverty until the end. Rejoice, source of ever-living waters; Rejoice, bright cloud; Rejoice, Divine protection of those who honor Thee with faith; Rejoice, honest singing of the bodiless. Rejoice, bright knowledge of grace; Rejoice, paradise of sweetness; Rejoice, She who gave birth to God is incarnate; Rejoice, O Intercessor of our salvation. Rejoice, redemption of the whole world; Rejoice, people have boldness towards God; Rejoice, all-golden friend of the Most High, Virgin Mother of God. In temptation we know You as intercessor, in trouble as a Healer, in trouble we have a quiet refuge, in sorrow we have joy and gladness. Sedalen, tone six. Self-agree The beginning of salvation Gabriel’s proclamation to the Virgin came; Hearing “Rejoice,” I will not run away from the kiss, I will not doubt, like Sarah in the canopy, but will say: “Behold the Servant of the Lord, be unto me according to thy word.” Rejoice, church adorned with God; Rejoice, you who are animated in the house of the Kings; Rejoice, product of faith, Undefiled; Rejoice, much-desired kindness; Rejoice, All-Singing One, hope of all. Rejoice, fertilizer of the faithful; Rejoice, prolix and glorious miracle of angels and sovereign affirmation of men; Rejoice, Brideless Mother, joy to all. Rejoice, dawn, the Sun of the world who has risen; Rejoice, bright and glorious presence of the inconceivable Being; Rejoice, animated table, bearing the bread of life, all-holy. Surprise Your mercy with Your prayer book, Mother of God, cover me with the blood of Your Divine intercession, and save me like the apple of my eye, and save those who trust in You from the arrows of the enemy. With the most sacred voices we honor Thee, with Gabriel continually calling: Rejoice, Mother of the Lord; Rejoice, intercession of the offended. Truly above all creatures, O Honest One, you were, as if you gave birth to the Creator of these; For this reason, joyfully, we continually call to You: Rejoice, Blessed One. From all sorrows and misfortunes, from all temptation, illness and wrath of God, deliver the warmth of those who seek Thy protection, O Virgin, as we sing Thee with gratitude. Clouds of many have tempted my soul, but as the Good One, save me, Who gave birth to God and the Savior, and deliver me from eternal torment. Create me anew, aged by sin, Mother of God, as if I spoke to Thee a joyful voice with the archangel: Rejoice, resolution of the oath and the intercession of all who honor Thee, the All-Singing One. Even though the divine delights have trampled down the furnace, rejoice, O Virgin, for the heavenly ones rejoice in the earthly ones; Rejoice, closed Eden who opened to us; Rejoice, joy and praise of the whole universe. You have quenched my storm of temptations, You have dried up the abyss of sins that now hold me back and lead me to the depths of destruction; Is there no other imam for You, Good One, intercessor, all-damned one. Bride of God to the Lady, joy of the angels and glory of the saints, with these I pray for mercy for us to find resolution of debts, and end the life of life with goodness, Divine Creator. Stichera, tone six: Everything has been put aside: Rejoice, friend of the Almighty God; Rejoice, never-setting star; Rejoice, O Great Name; Rejoice, All-Honorable One, Even the Light She gave birth on earth, Immaculate, and illuminated everything; Rejoice, chamber animated by all the Lords; Rejoice, deliverance of Eve and primordial correction; Rejoice, Mother of God, protection and protection of the faithful; Rejoice, proclamation of men; Rejoice, Unartful One. Rejoice, Ever-Virgin, all-bright moon, receiving light from the Sun, through You intelligently enlightening all creation and driving out darkness. Rejoice, Who is the Heat and the Top of Truth, and the Meryl of Leo, like the Virgin Zodiac, Who through Your intercession has melted us 81, All-singing, and softening the wrath of God Almighty. Rejoice, fertilizer, exceeding all kindness; Rejoice, honorable gift, honor to all, surpassing all, the unbearable friend of the Divine of all, my salvation, all-sung, consolation and life, my light, hope and sweetness, my breath and intercession, quiet intercession and praise, singing and joy, my food, enlightenment and Helper, my shrine and lordship, glory and visitation. Establish, O All-Immaculate One, the petitions of my passions and the streams of my sin, and dry up the currents of lusts, I pray to Thee, I fall down and cry: crush, O Lady, my petrified the heart, the source of tenderness and tears, supplying me with clouds, and washing away the hand and the whole body defiled by it, I will attract the mercy of God. Irmos: By Your mania, the previously fertilized watery nature was transformed into an earthly image, Lord; Meanwhile, walking slowly on foot, Israel sings a song of victory to You. “There is no vice in You, the Virgin of the Unfiltered, you are all good and blameless,” the Lady, of old, like Solomon’s song-singing speech, “and the neighbor of Your Creator” 82. As the most fragrant spike and the most honorable krin in the midst of the fields are adorned, the Word, having created the world, will find its abode in Thee, the Mother of God. The richly woven robe and royal purple are stained from Your unfiltered blood to the Word, the Master of all, the flesh is animate, Mary the All-Singing. Having received Your Creator in Your womb, You gave birth to the Child God without decay; strange miracle! Slave Mati you are the Lord Blessed. Irmos: In the beginning, I established the heavens with Your omnipotent word, O Lord Savior, and with the omnipotent and Godly Spirit established all their power, on the immovable stone of Your confession. The divinely prophesied Ezekiel scroll sometimes foresaw Thee, in which the Word was written, Pure, with the finger of the Father; Moreover, I pray to You to write my stomach in the book, tearing apart the crafty writing of my iniquities. You, the wonderful Daniel, foresaw the mountain, from which Christ was cut off, crushing, pure, demonic idols; Moreover, as we all cry out to You in hymns of guilt, deliverance through Your Nativity. The crimson flesh from Your unfiltered blood is the origin of all, the King, and this, except for corruption, was borne by nature by God and Man, from You passed, O Virgin, having an unsuccessful Kingdom. Even though you gave birth to God painlessly and dispassionately, visit my many-passionate heart of illness, I pray, with your Divine visitation: You are the protection of the world, O Lady, and intercession. Irmos: I did not leave the Father’s bosom and came down to earth, O Christ God, to hear the mystery of Your looking and glorify You, the only One who loves mankind. Who in the mental bosom of the Father sits like the Son, beloved, sits in Your bosom like Your Son, the All-Pure, the Only-Begotten and the First-Begotten. Thou art multi-flowered, a fragrant heli-city, and a benevolent paradise, with the sweet-smelling anti-breathing olfactory scents of Thy graces, O All-Singing One, and the worldly stench drives away. From the root of the king and from the tribe and kinship of David, like a beautiful flower that sprang, you flourished, O Queen, King Christ. David’s hymn to Thee, O Pure One, we cry out with joy, calling: Rejoice, fat and holy mountain, gilded ark of wise and honest sanctification. Irmos: Lord, my God, having matured from the night, I pray to You: grant me forgiveness of my sins and direct my path to the light of Your commandments, I pray. As the law was inscribed with the finger of the Father, the Beginningless God, the God of the Word who is without beginning and who wrote in the book of life, in the form of Thee, the Virgin, Isaiah the prophet. The color of incorruption, like the rod of Aaron, having vegetated Christ without water, O All-Pure One, cleanse my heart from rotten vegetation and corrupting thoughts. The narrow gate of repentance and the sorrowful path, which God has passed through, let us joyfully pass through with the breadth of heart, Mary, the animate door. Raise me up on the bed of sin, and rest, O Lady, the movements of my passions through Your incessant prayer, and awaken me from heavy sleep. Irmos: Floating in the rumors of worldly cares, with the ship sinking sins and to the strangling beast, like Jonah, Christ, I cry to You: raise me up from the deadly depths. The whirling mouth of words cannot say the miracle of Your birth, which is incomprehensible to the powers above: One, being indescribably conceived, You gave birth to from the Holy Spirit, the All-Pure One. For I will make You good among my wives, and I will honor You, for all that is unfiltered and holy, for I am sacred, for I am honest and immaculate, for the purest of all creation will be found by the Creator, in You move in. You emanate streams of healing, O Virgin Mother of God, soothing ailments and giving joy through faith to those who sing of Thee; Moreover, heal my soul, which is sick with sins, O Good One, and save me. Looking at the multitude of Your grace, O Virgin, I fall down with tears and cry: correcting my whole life, in the resolution of my body, give me peace and freedom. Sedalen, tone seven. Similar to: Lord, we are: Mistress, Your Son was angry with the sinful requests, for mercy was turned to anger, but to mercy, Undefiled, His change. Have mercy, Mother the Virgin, and with self-propelled prayers, please the Compassionate One to deliver the captives. Irmos: The furnace of the youth showed the fiery ancient dew, the One God, praising and saying: “Glorified and glorified is the Father of God.” Oh, the mystery is terrible and strange! Oh, the newest hearing! For God the Son of the Woman was in deed, not in image, so that He might create me in the position of the Son of God. Who has seen or heard of the non-idle Virgin Mary who conceived and gave birth without a husband? In You alone, Lady, the unheard is heard and done. The height and depth, the length and breadth of the visible creation of all Your Nativity, O Lady, the greatness surpasses: for you embodied the Creator more than words. The great mountain of the holy mountains, exalted in holiness above the bodiless powers, even in the most destructive mountain that errs, seek, O Pure One, and save me. Irmos: The communion bush of God, unburned by the fire in Sinai, was revealed to the slow-tongued and humming Moses, and the youths, the zeal of God, three unconquerable singers in the fires, showed: all the works of the Lord, Sing and exalt the Lord to all ages. You appeared in a new heavenly place, Mother of God, and a verbal paradise, an animated, honest and sacred house, a clean chamber, a glorious church of Jesus the King, who contained Him in Your womb not too crowded, Virgo, the most spacious heaven. You see, people, and you are righteously amazed, and “wonderful,” cry out, “indeed, all the work of God!”: The virgins are in His arms, but heaven cannot contain Him, but He is held like a Child, the work of His own hand. be snatched from the hand of the violent by the hand of the omnipotent. You appeared, the Pure One, the ark and the world-setter, the holy sanctification of the wise, chosen and valuable, and the Myrrh, not by human cunning and art, but by the will of the Father and the Spirit The Holy One was built by inspiration, which worthily contained. Having given birth to the Unburnt Fire, you were kept pure, the All-Singing Young Lady; For this reason, from the faces of the saints, pray to Him Who You gave birth to the faithful to be saved, singing: All the works of the Lord, sing to the Lord and exalt to all ages. Irmos: Who did not give birth to corruption through temptation and who gave birth to the All-Cunning Word, the Mother of the Inexperienced Virgin of the Theotokos; friend of the Intolerable One, the village of the Intolerable One, Your Creator, we magnify You. Now Your mercy is upon me, O Mother of God, saving the hope of those who have in You, and keep me like the apple of my eye from opposing demons and my passions, in the blood of Your wing covering Having given birth to all the mania of the One who bears the Word, O Mother of God, anoint me with the mania to always submit to Him, I will turn to the bottom and deviate to the passions of the flesh, and the flattering ones will submit to the evil one mania. No one has flowed to Your blood, O God-glorious One, I am put to shame from departure and shared in sorrow, even as I flow to Thy Shedroths, have mercy, O Virgin, my longing, that I may love I will praise You. From mercy we shine immeasurably, the Commander of mercy does not despise those who have fallen into the abyss of hell, and from You, humanely, Pure, having become human, the rejected ones have cried out. Stichera, tone seven. Similar: We are not forbidden to anyone: Rejoice, Divine ladder, from which the Most Divine descended and delivered men from the ancient times of the fall. Rejoice, the sweets of paradise, even the Tree of Life in the middle, indescribable, pure and grown. Rejoice, Mother of the philanthropic God, Your love for mankind and generosity has descended upon me, O Young Lady. Thy servants are troubled by many destructive things, I fall to You, Mother of God: go ahead and save me. The creation of Andrei Kritsky, its edge: The Seventh Lamentation, why am I passing by? Irmos: By Your mania, the previously fertilized watery nature was transformed into an earthly image, Lord; Meanwhile, Israel, walking slowly on foot, sings a song of victory to You. I tremble, O Trokovitsa, the condemning sayings, before the judgment, the deeds of the mountaineer condemn me; Moreover, before I accept the temptation of the postponed torture, save me. Having completely exhausted the opposing body 83 of his malice, you wounded me with arrows; Moreover, I cannot endure illness, I resort to Your salvation, Bride of God. A new Child has appeared from You, the Creator of Adam, the All-Immaculate One, to renew all the nature that had become dilapidated by sin and to guide it to its original lordship. Rise me up, having fallen into the depths of adversity, Mary All-Immaculate, and quickly raise me up in need, as one ready help for the offended. I am burdened with the fierce burden of sin, as if I had first fallen to the ground, and I fall down, O All-Immaculate One: as He was Your Son from the bonds of flight, 84 so You have freed me from my sins. Tears, exhaustion, crying, even the essence of repentance blossoms, the fruit never fails to bloom, the Virgin, appearing in me, but despair, from where the storm came green, this withered, the bride of God. Joseph, who restrained himself from the mistress of intemperance, the lawless pleasures of ancient times, the bright one of Egypt, became the king, but I madly obeyed many bodily passions, hitherto under sin I reign. Don’t stop, O Good One, to pray for peace, even to get rid of all kinds of repression and present bitterness, barbaric turmoil and invasions, bitter work and other cruel things to all who honor Cha. O Man who has become like us, O inseparable Father, love the perfect Thee, Mother Virgin; Let us not cease to imitate him, O All-Singing One. The Creator gave new laws to the earth, the firstfruits of blessings, “the poor,” the verb, “blessed and weeping,” which we should fulfill when we pray. God as a man, Pure, having been born, incarnated from Your pure blood, pray to deliver me from passions, sins and all sorrows. Izmina, Mother of God, all punishment and fierce torment and eternal fire are prepared for those who transgress the laws of Christ. I heard the prophet, “every night,” rexha, “I will wash away my bed with tears,” 85, and I was amazed, for this reason, by faith, All-Holy One, I call: give me tears, even to be saved. Mind, soul and body deadened, O Maiden, by sin, raise up, I pray, my mind for repentance, for worthy work, my body, and may I magnify Thee with joy. Rain a drop of mercy upon me, O Virgin Mother of God, and blot out my many sins, the scabs of ulcers and the images of those that ultimately consume. Currents of unclean thoughts flow from my all-accursed heart, and emit a stench from my mind, but dry this up, O Mother of God, I pray to Thee. Irmos: Floating in the rumors of worldly cares, with the ship sinking sins and to the strangling beast, like Jonah, Christ, I cry to You: raise me up from the deadly depths. The slave of sin from my autocratic nature would be damned, but to You sovereignly, my Lady, wisely I take the apple of my soul, I pray to deliver me from the slavery of passions. I have extinguished the lamp of purity and illuminated the deeds of darkness and filth, but returning to You, Most Pure One, I pray: light it with my tears and sighs. The river of grace and immaterial Light, friend, bless the mind of my movement, Lady, and deliver, illuminate and enlighten the dark mud of the world. Oh, strange character! How is it that for the sake of the flesh that the Divine image of the Master is not needed, and for the same sake it is enlightened with illness? This sacrament, O Virgin, was born of You. Sedalen, tone seven. Similar to: He who suffered for my sake: Pray to the All-Bountiful Lord for us to deliver our souls from every snare of the serpent. Irmos: The furnace of the youth showed the fiery ancient dew, the One God, praising and saying: “Glorified and glorified is God of the fathers.” The Lord has come to save the world from You with generosity, and never cease to pray for all of us who sing to You. A virtuous act is largely unknown and hidden, and even God accepts it invisibly; This is why I am blessed to be a fellow-companion, O All-Blessed One. Lighten the burden and burden of my sins, for I am good, to Thy Son, O Virgin, crying: O exalted and glorified Father God. Every soul is strengthened by forgiveness and fattened by mercy, and watered by tears; For this reason, O Pure One, I pray: with these, clarify my soul. No one is blameless from man, if for this there is only one day in life; I, having grown old in sins, hated all kinds of malice. In this way, be kind to me, make me whole through repentance and save me, Mother of God. Give me tears of tenderness, O Virgin, like a gold nail, plunging into my accursed soul, so that the Imam may take away the memory and labor of evil words and deeds; For you are a refuge for the overwhelmed, and hope and intercession for the unreliable. Deliver me from visible and invisible enemies, from troubles, misfortunes, illnesses and various temptations, Unclean One, Thy accursed and all-passionate servant, singing: all the works of the Lord, sing to the Lord and exalt to all ages. The abyss of my passions, Mother of God, will dry up the abyss of my passions, lest the intelligent fire, whose message Christ, Thy Son, convey into my souls, will always be poured into my souls. Pray for this part of the saved to grant my humble soul. Irmos: Who did not give birth to corruption through temptation and who gave birth to the All-Cunning Word, the Mother of the Inexperienced Virgin of the Theotokos, friend of the Unbearable, the village of the Inconceivable Creator of Your Creator, We magnify You. By not observing, O Lady, the undamaged image, which they humanely accepted from my Creator, I would be filled with malice in every possible way; One who received the word of the Creator and gave birth incorruptibly, save me. Oh, the most hostile council! O fierce teaching, which I have suffered, Mother of God! Oh, my immeasurable evils! I was despondent madly and fell into the flesh with voluptuousness, and came to destruction. Oh, what fear and trembling there will be, O Unfilthy One, when the Creator sits to judge all things! Oh, how I will see my actions without place, bitterly condemning my damned soul! Before I even reach the end, save me. As a lot has arisen from sleep and drunkenness, my soul has arisen from my carelessness and negligence, and laziness, having been eliminated and all heavy torpor having been shaken off, and even later, I will create something better for myself. Stichera, tone seven. Similar: Today Judas is watching: Rejoice, heaven, the most honorable face of the world, the bright virtues, the Virgin, made clear by the lights and graces of the Divine, from whom the Sun has risen for us, and the day never sets with His light doing for the salvation of all people. Rejoice, the only motherless man, who cleanses mothers and has a nature against virgins from mothers, the newest miracle of all! Rejoice, Virgin, who is the only incorruptible Mother of all virgins, and who bears from the virgins the most terrible word against their mothers, the signs of all. Rejoice, most fragrant stakti; Rejoice, honest kinamone; incense, rejoice, from paradise forever burnt incense; Rejoice, Divine Narde, Who from the self-making 86 of Your chrism gave birth to the much-valued Christ, By whom the royal priesthood will be anointed. Incline my needy ear to Thy kindness, and do not turn me away from Thy presence, O All-Immaculate One, and eat not far from Thy help; For the evil one seeks to destroy me with flattery, my heart moves with wordless passions; You keep me safe from all the harm. The creation of Clement, as seen in the last Mother of God Irmos: To the destroyed God of Pharaoh in the sea of Chermnem, let us sing a song of victory, as if we were glorified. God, who renewed Adam the forefather, through disobedience fell into corruption, you, the Undefiled One, gave birth to children. My mortified mind, Immaculate Mother, resurrect through the action of the Belly, Who was truly incarnate from You. Those who bless You are surely blessed by God, blessings for You have given birth to Fruit, the only Bride of God. Incline Your kindly ear to me, I ask You, O All-Singing One, and grant salvation from temptations and troubles. Irmos: The Church has been strengthened by the faith of Christ, and heaven continually cries out in songs, singing: Holy art thou, Lord, and my spirit singeth unto thee. God showed thee the Virgin in the form of the tabernacle of witness to the lawgiver: for thou art the dwelling of all things holy. The procession of the Invisible God was seen, in You, O Virgin, indescribably embodied, for You were the throne of all who reign. Our pure and holy land, O Trokovitsa, You, the seedless, red, vegetated Class for us, who feeds You with faith and love. Grant us resolution of our debts with your motherly prayers, O All-Immaculate One: for you have given birth to God, the world of the deliverer of condemnation. Irmos: I heard Your word and was afraid, I understood Your works and was horrified, Lord. Hearing Habakkuk, O Undefiled One, the mountain of the Spirit, shining above the shadows, from You God has appeared, the Word incarnate. The Groom will find You reddened and adorned with kindnesses, and the All-Honorable Mother of God will dwell in You. The Orthodox cathedral rejoices, praising Thee as the Mother of God, the All-Immaculate, and calling to Thee with the angel: “Rejoice.” Translate into favor, O Lady, the oath of Adam, having given birth to us Christ, we cry to the Unman: Glory to Thy power, O Lord. Irmos: My spirit will awaken to You, O God, You are beyond the Light, and Your commandments brought healing to Your servant, O Lover of mankind. The church seemed to be consecrated by the Almighty, for the Lord will find your womb, purer than heaven, to dwell in you, the Undefiled Mother of God. Thy beauty, Lady, and sweetest kindness, beloved Master, dwell in Thee, Virgin. May those who confess the unsuccessful Kingdom and enjoyment of You be granted to the Mother of God. Blessed and Glorified Mother of the Inexperienced, my soul killed by sins and buried by the depredations of passions, revive this. Irmos: Jonah cried out from the belly of hell: “Remove my life from aphids”; We cry out to You: Omnipotent Savior, have mercy on us. The kindness of the angel of the saints, the joy of all people, you, the Pure One, have given birth to the Eternal God. The ark, the tablet of the law, received, wrote Thee, the Mother of God, as the Word of God manifested, in Thy womb for us to be incarnated. By her very nature she gave birth to Emmanuel, the Mother Virgin, the All-Perfect Word and God incarnate, giving us deliverance. Give water to all with spiritual waters, O Ever-Virgin Maiden, flowing like a source of goodness, even so, be merciful and have mercy on me. Sedalen, tone seven. Similar to: Thou hast exalted: You are the representative of Christians, and deliver from misfortunes those who resort to You, Mother of God. For this reason we cry: do not despise those who sing to Thee. Irmos: The holy youths were thrown into the fiery furnace, turning the fire into dew, chanting loudly: “Blessed are you, Lord God our father.” Those who exist in the cave of fire Thy Nativity of old saved us, but now we are more than the word of His coming, “Blessed are you,” singing, “God our father.” Condemned by Adam and subject to death, Adam the Second, the All-Pure One, having had mercy on You, cries out, “Blessed are you,” crying, “God our father.” The Godfather David will write Your glory and proclaim to Your creation the Queen who stands at the right hand, the All-blameless One, God our father. We glorify Your incomprehensible Christmas, through whom we are delivered from death, born from Him into incorruptibility, “Blessed are You,” calling, “God our Father.” Irmos: The One Beginningless King of Glory, Whom the heavenly powers bless, and the angels tremble, sing, priests, people exalt Him forever. The furnace of passions scorches me, O Virgin, and consumes me with the fire of sweets: having preceded, quench that dew of Your compassion and give my soul a certain joy. Decorated with all kinds of virtues, and the church of the Most High, Thee, the All-Holy, is clarified, praising piously and exalting forever. In the double nature of the One Trinity, without Seeds you gave birth to the Savior of the world; Moreover, we exalt You faithfully, Mother of God, with love forever. Incomprehensible and Lord of all, Whom the heavens cannot contain, He is contained, O Virgin, in Your womb; Moreover, we exalt You with faithful love forever. Irmos: All-Singing, Exceeding the Heavens, Beginningless Word, Seedlessly Conceived, and Incarnate God Born by Man; This is why we magnify You. Thy Nativity, even more than nature, O Mother of God, amazes angels, amazes men, for it is indescribable and incomprehensible to all, even though it is sung piously, we glorify Thee. Now You have mercy on humanity, O Virgin, united by hypostasis with the essence of the Word and the reward of the Divine; Moreover, we always magnify You. You took away the mortification and corruption of my robe, O Most Pure One, the salvation of the Robe, who gave birth to the incarnate God as a man, and we all magnify You evermore. Naturally, Mother of God, you were in the presence of the King of all, the dwelling place and the golden ark of the law, the Lawgiver within, the incarnate God. Rejoice, dawn, bringing the great Sun into the world, Who has enlightened, Pure, those sleeping in darkness. Rejoice, Yunitsa, who gave birth to Taurus, is immaculate and who has copulated with earthly heaven. Rejoice, church adorned with God of Christ God; Rejoice, faith ankiro; Rejoice, much-desired kindness. Many circumstances overwhelm my soul, and from all of them, Mother of God, I am free. The creation of Mitrofan of Smyrna, its edge: I bless the All-Tsarina seven times now The rank of angels, All-Immaculate, as truly and sovereignly the Mother of You, God is honored by all, but even now from my mortal walls receive a prayer song. The sun from the Sun, the incomprehensible Word, leafless, you shone in the summer, with His rays, the Virgin, enlighten and enlighten our souls. Mortify the still living malice in my flesh, having given birth to true, all-blameless life, and grant deliverance from sins and passions, pure, to your servant. It befits Thee, Mother of God, a word of praise that is effective, but we pray: save those who come running to You from all the sorrows of life. Repay your debts slavishly and wisely of Your graces, Lady, I praise You warmly, Mother of the Undefiled Word, Savior of all; but even now change me even in life’s circumstances. Adam was killed by disobedience in ancient times, having given birth to a better life, the Life-Giving Word, O Lady, you have vouchsafed, but even now I am free from sinful death. The all-passionate law lifts up the neck of the flesh, now the spiritual law oppresses, and my mind, O All-Immaculate One, is drawn to the fierce by lusts 87; but give me dispassionate peace soon through Your prayers. Inexpressibly, in the womb of the Container of all, you conceived Christ, the All-Pure One, who freed earthly beings from hellish possession; but even now tear apart the many-woven nets of those who see me. But I struggle with the darkness of the fierce ones, my thoughts darkened about the door of Light! Illuminate me with Your brightness, and bitterness will soon vanish from sorrow. I contain a multitude of sins and are bound in captivity by temptations; I now call upon Thy help, O Lady, who delivers all bitterness. Dissolve the hosts of fierce and evil, crafty and envious people, O Most Pure One, and deliver me from all worldly misfortunes and sorrows. The corruption of lying words and the construction against me with the weapon of Thy prayers, cut off, Lady, and soon destroy, and deliver me from all misfortune and sorrow. Irmos: The night is not light for the unbelievers, O Christ, but for the faithful there is enlightenment in the sweetness of Your words; For this reason I come to You in the morning and glorify Your Divinity. The wall of existence is insurmountable for the faithful, be a covering for Your servant, and all the fierce ones, O Virgin, overcome sorrow and bitterness. I am very sick and fiercely embittered on both sides, All-Pure One, health from You to my soul and may I accept Your prayers, corporately and physically. To the abyss, Virgin, Thy servant has now resorted to Thy bounty, holding me with unrighteous counsel, so that I may be delivered from deceit. Great is the glory of Your prayers everywhere, Mother Devo Unclean, who have delivered me even now from every circumstance in life. Irmos: Floating in the rumors of worldly cares, with the ship sinking sins, and to the strangled beast, like Jonah, Christ, I cry to You: raise me up from the deadly depths. Conversations and words of all the faithful praise You, for you have repaid all the debts of man to Your Nativity; but even now accept Your singer, and deliver him from all misfortunes and troubles. Sick of me, and tormented by thorns of passions and sins, and seeking healing from You, deliver me from all illnesses and sorrows, O All-blameless One, and remove temptations and sorrows. Earth-born nature has risen to heaven, O Mother of God, you have raised up the King of Glory, the former chamber; For this reason, for my sake, bring up temptations and passions from the depths of many sins. The Incarnate Word, more than mind and words, the Pure Virgin, gave birth to the Word, who delivered us from speechlessness; Therefore, for the sake of the Divine words, we unceasingly praise You and faithfully glorify You. Sedalen, tone seven. Self-agree Mother of God, Undefiled Virgin, pray to Your Son with the highest powers to grant forgiveness of my sins before the end, truly I glorify You. Adorned with robes of purity, Undefiled Youth, my spiritual souls now turn the coldness of anger into Divine kindness, Blessed Lady and intercession of our race. They are growing up 88 and now they are vehemently vengeful, and the fire of passions is oppressing me; but more than by the grace of Your bounty, the representative of our race has come to the end of these. Pray for Your Son for us, Undefiled Mother of God, do not cease at all with Your requests, taking away the sorrows of men and the fierce ones of all Your prayer books. From our passions, O Pure One, deliver us all from torment, for we may be saved by singing to Your Son and God, O Virgin Mother, “Blessed are You,” crying out, “God our Father.” Irmos: Truly we extol and praise Christ, the existing God, and all guilty beings, and praise them to all ages. There are truly darkness and variety of passions, O Lady, of the fierce customs of Your prayer book, but remove all slander from me. May Your sovereign hand come to us today, O Lady, and save us from human sorrow. Destroy the networks of evil and evil people, O Pure Mother of God, and deliver Thy servant from all evil. As the only Divine refuge of the faithful, Mary All-Pure, I pray to You to take me away from the sea of ​​bitter storms. Irmos: Above nature, Mother and by nature Virgin, one blessed among women, we magnify the Mother of God with songs of faithfulness. Jumping like a lot from the commandments of the Masters, let me be drawn by the bridle of Your prayers, Most Pure One, to the path of the most diligent state. I weep bitterly, crawl without advice into the evil deeds of sin; Deliver me, O Mother of God, from the image of the mountain. Healing before the human being appeared, you healed the contrition of Adamle and Eve; Heal me too, Mother of God, with Your prayers. Give me a chaste mind and a pure heart and an attentive disposition, so that I may observe, O Lady, the honest commandments of our God. Rejoice, O You who indescribably gave birth to God, who deified man through His dream. Rejoice, the world is a glorious refuge, and angel and man are deliberate listeners. Rejoice, Blessed Mother of God, Who gave birth to the Light of the world more than meaning and words. As if there is no other help for You, Imam, Your prayer book, I fall to You, Mother of God, saving me. Creation of Saint Andrew of Crete Irmos: By Your mania, the previously fertilized watery nature was transformed into an earthly image, Lord; Meanwhile, Israel, walking slowly on foot, sings a song of victory to You. First in the highest, angered by passions with the most evil opinion, the demon proudly fell; But You, All-Singing Mother of God, deliver us from this, observing us with humility. Words of blasphemy and unclean thoughts flow from a single opinion, O All-Immaculate One; Thou art the dew of Thy mercy that cools my evils, O good one, streams. The greatness of non-covetousness, wealth is indestructible, Christ became poor and became a stranger; Correct your life, O Virgin, and we are punished by Him. Through the streams of the Jordan, Christ renewed the nature, giving us baptism, O Bride of God, whose desecration, alas, we are cleansed by tearful baptism. Irmos: In the beginning, the heavens were established by Your omnipotent word, O Lord Savior, and by the omnipotent and Divine Spirit, established all their strength on the immovable rock of Your confession. All evil and all sin are subject to repentance; Mother of God, hope for all; Let us guide you in the same way, so that those who have humbly imitated it will receive permission from their sins. With repentance the thief, with the sighs of the publican, with the tears of the harlot, the goodness of God has been propitiated, but I alone in Thee, Mother of God, I call upon hope, through which I will be delivered from torment. The ladder, just as Jacob saw it, you yourself, the Virgin, prefigured the order, deed and rise of virtues. In the same way, grant us, through the fifth, to ascend to the 89th degree, purifying feelings. Gideon foretold Your sacrament, O Virgin, to sometimes attract the dew of heaven to the fleece; You pray to God for the dew to fall from my tears, so that I may fill my fleece with the Spirit. Irmos: The Father did not leave his bosom, and O Christ God came down to earth; I have heard the mystery of Your sight and glorified You, the only Lover of Mankind. All-bright, joy-creating and cleansing of filth, weeping proclamation and joy to the Worker, be in observance of us. Youthful 90 anger and rage, bitterness and all tenderness are driven away by tears, which, like a robe, have clothed me too, O Most Pure One, pray. The words of the wise clearly say that the Lord rejoices in the correction of sinners from all who are worthless; For this reason, Most Pure One, correct me. I fall into many sins, I wonder whom I cry first, but forgetting everything, O God-ignorant, I resort to Your warm intercession. Rekosha Divine and self-true mouth, for the devil alone is a liar; Let us run away from lies, so that we may beg the All-Pure Children of Truth. Christ’s speech to Peter: “Give forgiveness to those who sin seventy times sevenfold,” but pray to me, O Bride of God, to forgive the rest, when I appear as the Judge of this. The inherent essence of the Lady is goodness, mercy, compassion: she is generous as she is Compassionate, she forgives sins as she is Merciful, and she provides for the Good for the salvation of all, the Mother of God. Lady Theotokos, who embodied my Creator and gave birth to my Creator, do not leave me, and do not send Your intercession far, I pray to You. Irmos: Floating in the rumors of worldly cares, with a ship sunk by sins and taken to a strangled beast, like Jonah, O Christ, I cry to Thee: bring me up from the deadly depths. Many angels, cherubs, thrones and the entire intelligent rank, as if they exceeded them, Mother of God, magnify You, but we are earthly and earthly, we ask forgiveness of sins from You. You are the broadest of heaven and all earth and most holy of all creatures, and who can worthily sing of Thee? Both my will and acceptance of sins, Pure One, grant me forgiveness. The eye that is shed 91 and is detached by the visible, does not leave the mind in its ascent to the heights of contemplation, but even more so, the Mother of God, to the carnal, it will bring it down with many-part passions. Solomon in the book of songs of the bride and groom prescribes a conversation between God and souls, announcing the union. This place will be numbered and I pray to you like you, the Pure One, who came without seed. Sedalen, tone seven. Similar to: Fruit of the womb: We hope to find our salvation in no other way, Most Immaculate, but without Your help we will soon obtain it, and we magnify You. Irmos: The furnace of the youth showed the fiery ancient dew, the One God, praising and saying: “God is exalted and glorified.” The prophet moved his mouth to sing, attracting the Spirit, as it is written, but I opened this, I vomited it without words, but You made me whole with Your desire. My deep night contains sins, and I cannot look to the light of repentance, O Bride of God, but You raise me with Your warmth to tenderness. The barren fig tree has appeared, O Mother of God, and I am afraid of the cutting saying, but You intercede with me and now I am waiting for you to sprinkle tears in my pus place. Oh, how I will carry the fire of Gehenna! Oh, how I will endure worms and gnashing of teeth, All-Singing One! But You deliver me with Your warm prayer to the Most High. Breathe, soul, and from the midst of your heart let out a bitter and pitiful voice to the Mother of God: have mercy, O Pure One, who has sinned above all men, deliver from hell and eternal darkness, and from my right hand Create a representative. Give me a sober heart and a vigilant eye of meaning, and a vigilant and watchful one, in an hour that I do not remember, in the darkness of nights God comes. The palace of His grace, Pure One, I will illuminate the kindled virtues that have been acquired. Trinity: The Power of the One Godhead is one, inseparably divisible and inseparably united: the Father of wine and the source of the Son and Spirit who proceed from Him. This, according to the verity, let us hymn and glorify throughout all ages. Help me, O Virgin, to flow to You and cry out in faith: have mercy, O Good One, and grant me cleansing of sins before the end, and at the hour of the end salvation, and at the end, perfect peace. The verbs of the Father of the Divine, the Pure One, instruct us: the putting aside of anger is repentance and for this there is dejection, forgiveness, vigil, contrition of the heart and weeping is purified, which grant us, Mother Virgin. The terrible day of the Lord has already arrived, you, my soul, sleep away your foolishness! Strive, arise, cry painfully and cry out to the Virgin who gave birth to Christ: Mother of God, show mercy to me. Life is now, my soul, the night is over, the terrible day of torment for what we have done is approaching. Fear the judgment that will appear before you, for this reason cry out: save me, O Lady. You are my Intercessor and refuge, You are joy, Virgin, and Divine praise; Banish me from all sin, deadly anger, harm and troubles, and future terrible torment. Stichera, tone seven. Similar: Today Is Watching: Rejoice, sweet-smelling apple tree, even the fragrant black thorn from the flowers of virginity; Rejoice, Divine Crescent, from whom the God of the villages brought forth a variegated robe of unspun flesh, covering Solomon with scarlet; Rejoice, most colorful flower of every sphere 92. Rejoice, Queen of the Queen, who gave birth to the King of those who reign, whose Kingdom is the Kingdom of all ages; Rejoice, you who conquered the kingdom of death and opened the kingdom of intercession to life; Rejoice, Mariam the All-Tsarina, even the king will be honored. Rejoice, light cloud, airy and subtle, who enriched His body, earthy and heavy with the purity of the Above, on which Christ sat, as Isaiah said, in Egypt He came down and crushed these idols, and counted food for the wisdom of God. Fill my heart with tenderness, O Young Lady, I pray to You, grant my soul the salvation of crying, turn my rage against demons, turn over every desire to the Lord, be abolished in prayers Strengthen me, so that through You I will gain life and the light of the Divine. Irmos: By Your mania, the previously fertilized watery nature was transformed into an earthly image, Lord; Meanwhile, Israel, walking slowly on foot, sings a song of victory to You. On the bed of laziness, reclining with manifold sins, raise up Yourself, O Young Lady, bestowing Divine health, so that I may glorify Your greatness, as You are truly Glorified. Heal my soul's contrition, O Mother of God, even the enemy of sweet flattery, the divine healing of Your goodness, O Pure One, and power. Calm the storm of my passions and sweets with the wind of Your Divine prayers, All-Immaculate One, so that in the silence of my heart I will glorify Your unapproachable power. Glory of the universe, Glorious Virgin, who gloriously gave birth to the Most Glorious God, granting Divine glory like the Mother of God, ever glorifying Thee. Joseph of old abstained from the mistress of incontinence and lawless pleasures, the bright king of Egypt became, but he madly obeyed many bodily passions, now he appeared as if under reigned by sin. Mother of God Mary, snatch away my mental Egypt and the works of the evil one, cutting the seas of my evil thoughts, and raising and saving me to the mountain of repentance. The fugitive of the Divine commandments became a madman, and a slave of passions appeared, in whose soul the goodness and kindness were extinguished; Having appeared as an intercessor, bow down to Your servant. Desecrated by sweets, I pray to Thee, the Undefiled Maiden: grant me freedom from all filthiness of the flesh, and grant me purifying weeping, and grant me the fire of hell to extinguish tears. Irmos: I did not forsake the Father’s bosom, and I came down to earth, O Christ God, to hear the mystery of Your looking and glorify You, the only One who loves mankind. God's one chosen one from all generations, above all creation, nature's fertilizer, honest flower, let us sing to the Virgin. Enlightenment and sweetness for those who trust in You, fill my painful heart with joy by submitting this petition. Show Your mania, O Good One, on Your servant, who trusts in You from the heart and calls on You, everyone’s hope and praise. Bride of God, accept my prayers, and deliver from all sorrow, slander, bitterness and misfortune by singing Your Christmas with love. Collect my wasted mind, Mother of God, and see that my ulcers, sighs and lamentations are made in these, but strangers will be stunned 93 . Rain a drop of compassion, O Young Lady, and blot out my many sins, and consume the scabs and images of the wounds, Who gave birth to the Physician. Who gave birth to the Sun of righteousness, light cloud, clouds of fermentation of my negligence, and guide me with diligence to the opening of heaven for repentance. I raise my mind’s eye bitterly towards You, I cry out: have mercy, O Lady, on my soul, which looks to You and trusts in Your great mercy. Irmos: Floating in the rumors of worldly cares, with a ship drowned by sins and taken to a strangled beast, like Jonah, O Christ, I cry to Thee: raise me up from the deadly depths. By drowning, the abyss of life fell into the midst, sank the spiritual ship, and destroyed, Pure One, every good contentment, but raise me up from the destructive depths. From the mental beast, the strangling whale, having carried me away, Virgin, I pray to You, having heard my call from the belly of hell; and may my prayer come to You, Lady; I prayed, O Good One, reward me. I am overwhelmed by the attacks of sins and the waves of life, and the incessant anti-breath of the winds confuses me; Deliver, O Nurture of God Mother, from the deadly anxiety of my soul. Hell's dark lands, lands of darkness, as it is written, eternal and unilluminated, where there is no light, below the belly of man 94, lest I see, trust in Thee, the Lady. Without seed you conceived, O Virgin Mother of God, a Son in Your womb, O Word of God and Father, Whom you unceasingly pray for our souls. With the raining of tears, water my frozen heart, and give the reins to my soul, O Trokovitsa, with tenderness, multiplying the virtues of birth. As in the night I passed away my life, I did the deeds of the night, my soul was darkened, but enlighten me with the light of Your prayers, You gave birth to the Divine Light, All-Singing. I always strive, irresistible towards sin, and always, like a slave, do the commandments of the flesh, O All-Immaculate One; Deliver me from the bitter sowing of torment. The manifold evil serpent always lies with me, confusing me with sweets and sorrows, but establish me, O Pure One, on the stone of dispassion. Irmos: The communion bush of God, unburned by the fire in Sinai, revealed to the slow-tongued and humming Moses, and the youths, the zeal of God, three unconquerable singers in the fires of the show: all the works of the Lord, Sing and exalt the Lord to all ages. I pray to you, the pure and bright and luminous chamber of Jesus and the verbal dwelling of the Word, the animated ark, the broadest heaven and the highest of the earth, O All-Honorable Young Lady: save the humble my soul. The gift given from us to the Lady, like the firstfruits of nature, accept our prayers, rewarding us with red gifts, Your help, so that with faith and love we worship You and Your Son in all eyelids. We bow down, for Your Son is Good, with Your love for mankind, granting Your help to the enemies and passions of the physician by faith to those who call: all you do, sing to the Lord and exalt to all ages. Now appear to me intercession in troubles, consolation in misfortunes, help in circumstances, a source of healing in illnesses and passions, driving away all harm, Mother of God, may I glorify Thee to the fullest eyelids. Not deprived of the treasure of Your virginity, Unskilled Bride, Mother according to the flesh appeared to the Almighty, raising, like a Child, the world of the Nourisher and the Sanctifier. The unsetting Sun of glory, all-bright in the east, from whom we will all be illuminated by the light of reason, O blessed Maiden, light of my eyes, do not despise me, Thy prayer book. I tremble at this sinner and fear, lest the end of my life suddenly befall me; Unclean Virgin, intercessor of all those who are offended, please make me fertile with repentance and pray today. I freeze the cold of sins, warm me with the warmth of Thy compassion, and raise Thy Son to the warm love, for with a warm heart I magnify Thee warmly, Thy servant. Stichera, tone seven. Similar: We are not forbidden to anyone: Rejoice, Divine blood and intercession of those who honor Thee, as the Mother of the Most High God; Rejoice, All-Immaculate. Rejoice, even hell was put to death and death was abolished, O Mother of God, and Adam was saved. Rejoice, praise of the faithful, All-Holy One, Rejoice, Lady, who gave birth to God in the flesh. You who sigh, receive me, as You are Merciful, and have mercy, like a publican, to Your Mother with your prayers. Creation of Saint John of Damascus God, who hastened in Egypt, told Moses and Israel, to Him alone I will praise him for being glorified. With Your divine light, O Good One, illuminate my meaning, as if I truly cry out to You a song of thanksgiving, Mary the Many-Sung. O thou who hast enraged our earthly being, Rejoice, O All-Immaculate Lady and Lady of the world; Rejoice, Pure One. Rejoice, door of God; Rejoice, Unclean Mother; Rejoice, bright cloud, refuge of men; Rejoice, All-Singing Virgin. Rejoice, paradise of sweetness, bearing the tree in the middle, and by partaking of it, people are brought to a more indestructible life. Rejoice, star, the Sun in the world; Rejoice, unbreakable wall of faith to those who cry: Holy art thou, Christ, and my spirit singeth unto thee. Rejoice, luminous devil of the only King; Rejoice, Virgin, for the protection of love of those who cry: Holy art thou, Lord, save our souls. Quench the darkness of my passions, O Pure Mother of God, and enlighten me with Your light, faithfully singing: Rejoice, peace and great cleansing. Having understood Your Divine Nativity, I cry to You through your rich intercession: Rejoice, O Thou Thou, Lady of all. Let us sing songs of thanksgiving to the glorious Light-Giver, O people: Rejoice, peace and glory and salvation. Let us sing to the all-bright chamber of Jesus, faithful ones, crying out clearly: Rejoice, Virgin, fertilizer for all. Rejoice, animated devil of the Kings, seal the praise of the faithful and the prophets; angels, rejoice, joy. The Orthodox cathedral rejoices, singing Thee as the Mother of God, the All-Immaculate One, with the angel calling Thee “Rejoice.” Irmos: Morningly, O Word, for Thy glory and praise, we unceasingly praise the image of Thy Cross, which Thou hast given us weapons to help. Rejoice, all-kind Bride of the Eternal Father; Rejoice, Imperishable Mother of the Eternal Son; Rejoice, clean vessel Rejoice, cover of the world, broadest of clouds; Rejoice, pillar of fire, enlightening those in darkness; Rejoice, you who are so golden, who contained Manna. Rejoice, silent mouth of the apostles; Rejoice, invincible insolence of the passion-bearers; Rejoice, fasting Divine joy. Overwhelmed by the rumors of life, guide me to the haven of joy, O Virgin, having given birth to the unceasing joy of the world. Rejoice, dawn of the mysterious and Divine day; Rejoice, sweet peace; Rejoice, friend of the Light; Rejoice, wall and invincible weapon for the faithful. Rejoice, honest hope of eternal blessings, animated seat of the Lord, power of kings; Rejoice, steadfast pillar, Helper of the world. Anxiety overwhelms me with thoughts; Nurture the true refuge of repentance, O Virgin, keeping my heart in silence. To the Church, Mother of God, raise your horn, and cast down the brow and insolence of the enemy, as the sole representation of the essence of the faithful. Pray to the All-merciful Lord for us to deliver our souls from every snare of the serpent. Rejoice, red Tsar's palace; Rejoice, Pure One, Helper of those who sing sweetly: blessed art thou forever, O Lord God our father. Rejoice, steadfast pillar of piety; Rejoice, correction by faith of those who cry: Blessed are you forever, O Lord God our father. Rejoice, brightest light, radiance, joy and joy of those who sing of love: blessed art thou forever, O Lord God our father. Rise me up into the abyss of misfortunes, give me your hand, O Lady, Thy prayer book, I cry: Blessed art thou forever, O Lord God our father. The heavenly ranks of the most holy faithfulness of Thee, O All-Singing One, we cry: Rejoice, protection of the world, golden chamber of the King of all; Rejoice, Blessed One. For truly indescribable greenness and strangeness is the essence of all of Your terrible infancy, O Undefiled Virgin, in man and angel. Others do not obtain help in need, the most ready in troubles, the Deliverer and the famous Intercessor, the Healer in illnesses, joy and joy in various sorrows, the All-Immaculate One. Have instilled, O Pure One, the strength of my soul, which has killed many sins, and enlighten my repentance with the light of Your Divine petitions, for may I glorify You forever. You are the church and the door and the purest throne of all, the Creator, and therefore we glorify You faithfully. The uncultivated country, the heavenly class that flourished unspeakably on earth, is worthily famous for its mysterious songs. Quench the flames of my passions and destroy the misfortunes of my mother with Your prayers, as I joyfully magnify You, Unclean One. O blessed Maiden, representative of the world, I will overthrow the pride of the enemy, saving people and Your flock unharmed. Rejoice, whitest and most worn fine linen, Virgin, who hid the depths of her mind with the meaning of the Holy Spirit, from which the golden porphyry ephod of the incarnation of the Priest was drawn more than the mind the powers on high and the Beginning of the Finisher Christ. Rejoice, Pure, Graceful, beautiful name and deed, Mother of God, Eternal Joy, sweet container, abolition of the sorrows of the forefathers, like the joy that gave birth to guilt and joy to all Who gives Thy singer, And heaven and earth rejoice. Rejoice, sweetest consolation for my inconsolable souls; Rejoice, fragrant morning dew; well-dissolved, rejoice, and quiet to the soul, the wind is cooling and the breath is calm, the voice is subtle and kind, giving consolation to the scorched fire of sorrows. Reverence is a name for itself other than positive, fornication is a playground within, and arrogance I see laughter, for two beasts have given themselves over to the enemy from my inattention. Above all, deliver me, for You are my soul’s hope and joy. The creation of the Venerable Nicholas Kataskepin, as seen in the final Mother of God Irmos: Plunge the chariot-driver of Pharaoh, sometimes perform miracles with the rod of Moses, striking in the shape of a cross and dividing the sea, and save Israel as a fugitive pedestrian, singing the song of God. Having come into being by divine providence, and even in the image of God, woe is me, the rational soul is condemned to the worst deviations. But You, Virgin, have taken away Gehenna and saved me, for I will gratefully glorify You. I carry my conscience defiled in vile passions and am burdened with sins like a rotten tree. Lady, let me be a tree planted in my outgoing tears and bear fruit for repentance. Fertilize my soul with kindness, the kindness of Jacob, in Nyuzha God the Word, who loved the Good and Immaculate, dwells, and the vile passions of the ugly garments of my fellow man. Show me the Temple of the Holy Spirit, Pure Mother of God, truly and Most Glorious, You are the intercessor of money-grubbers and the Champion in all circumstances of life, and I will always pray to God. Irmos: Establish the heavens in the beginning with your mind and the earth on the waters, on the rock of me, Christ, establish your commandments, for there is nothing holy more than You, the only one who loves mankind. She who conceived more than nature in the womb without seed, and more than words she gave birth to words, received me transnaturally among many who have sinned and By becoming like the dumb, have mercy. You are victorious, O One Pure One, earth-born by purity, but by fornication nature; Moreover, you were more honest than angels, but you were also more honest than demons bitter, but save me, the prodigal. Even though I have reached, O Pure One, into the pit of reproach and the entire abyss of despair, but knowing Your many things and immeasurable mercy, I stretch out my hand to You: having spared me, save me. May I reverently glorify and worship Thee, forgive me, O Young Lady, Thy servant who is immune from all temptations, troubles and sorrow, illness and future torment. Irmos: You are my fortress, Lord, You are my strength, You are my God, You are my joy, do not leave the bosom of the Father and visit our poverty. To those, with the prophet Habakkuk, I call Ti: Glory to Your power, O Lover of mankind. You are the joy of my heart, Mother of God, my power, praise and light, You are my consolation, glory and fertilizer, breath and sweetness, my joy, food and pleasure. From profane walls, receive praise, O Holy Maiden, and be an unfailing refuge for me, convict and purify me, and deliver the bitter condemnation of hell, through Your prayers, O O God-admired One. One of the faithful, ready help, stretch out your hand to help us, and overcome our poverty in time of battle, with a voice of thanksgiving We pray to Thee, that we may unceasingly sing Thy warm intercession. Having submitted to evil deeds, he came from doing into custom, from custom into lust simply, from lust into obsession; possession, like a second nature, demands custom like a debt, the Most Pure One. Irmos: Thou hast cast me away from Thy presence, O Light that never passeth, and an alien darkness has covered me, O accursed one? But turn me and direct my path to the light of Your commandments, I pray. I am weighed down by the sleep of laziness and the drowsiness of negligence, insensibly, and in the darkness of passions, but enlighten my eyes, the gates of light, yes I will never sleep into death. I fall to You and cry out: put to death, All-Immaculate One, reign and live from the ailment of the mind, sin is in me, and the Divine Life of me create a partaker, killed by carnal wisdom. Like three young men who are not burned in a fiery place, rejoicing and trampling sweets in a bubbling oven, my souls are tripartite Show me, Who gave birth to the One Holy Trinity. A cloud-like cloud, sprinkling reasonable water, but the ignorance that has faded with flame and has become impoverished, cools and dewy edifies, the Wema of Thee, the All-Singing Youth. Irmos: Cleanse me, O Savior, for my iniquities are many, and bring me up from the depths of evil, I pray: I have cried out to You, and hear me, O God of my salvation. O Lady, destroy the godless Hagarians with arrows, and create every slander of demonic vanity, people who protect and observe Christ, so that we glorify Thee with love. Mary, pure and all-honorable abode of the Creator, grant me tearful cleansing of the soul, and hear my prayer, O All-Immaculate One. You were the clever Tsar’s chamber, and I also pray: show me the house of the Trinity, O Lady, driving away the dark passions of my soul. May Your indescribable compassion shine upon me today, changing the depths of sins and hopelessness and guiding me to a haven of repentance, O Young Lady. Sedalen, voice eighth. Similar to: An immovable statement of faith: Heavenly veneration of powers and worldly exaltation of our souls, Let us praise the Virgin Mother, Vernia: Rejoice, angels Who carried the Creator in the womb; Rejoice, purification of sinners, thou who embodied the God of the Word; Rejoice, Unbridled Bride. Irmos: Or the Jews who came to Babylon sometimes asked the flames of the furnace by the faith of the Trinity, singing: “O God of the Fathers, blessed art thou.” The fruit, O Theotokos, of Thy venerable womb hast given us life, the fruit of those who were slain, and also, according to duty, we glorify Thee, crying out: Our Father, God, blessed art thou. Thou didst bear the womb of the Lord of all more than nature and words, and from Thy breasts Thou feedst the timely meal of the One who prepares for all, Who diligently, O Good One, pray for us. The disposition is young, the mind is unstable and the thought is imperfect, the Virgo, the acquisitive one, is more than the best, like a baby, without prejudice; but Let us courageously understand that it is useful. The Most Holy Maiden, who gave birth to God incarnate for us, save my soul with all the placeless sins, so that I may please You. Irmos: By the Sevenfold, the Chaldean tormentor furiously set the furnace of the pious on fire, but by the best power he saw those who were saved, crying out to the Creator and Deliverer: “Bless the youths, priests sing, exalt the people to all ages.” Sometimes one does not bend the knee to lawless veneration; the youths were cast into the fire and were not burned. I, having obeyed my sweet heart, entered into the eternal fire and visited and wept; but have mercy on me, O Youth, by granting me conversion through Your Divine prayers. The sweets of the body, the disorderly movement and change of nature, the evil committed, the vigilant worm is sent into these who remain forever and have not brought repentance; What will I do, you damned one? Either way, I come running to You, O Young Lady: be gracious to me. Having received, O Undefiled One, the Fire of the Divine in Thy womb, all the substance of my passions has fallen, I pray: illumine my mind and enlighten my heart, and deliver me from all harm, crying out: bless the youths, O priests, sing praises, exalt the people to all ages. O Lord, who dwells in Thy unclean womb, shows Thee another heaven on earth, Mary All-Singing; Moreover, I faithfully call to You: save me from all earthly temptations and troubles, and every cause of demons, illnesses and sins, Holy Mother of God. Irmos: The heavens were horrified at this, and the ends of the earth were amazed, for God appeared as a man in the flesh, and Your womb was the most spacious of the heavens. Thus, the Mother of God of the angels and the people of the bureaucracy magnify Thee. Throughout my entire life, O Pure One, intercede, warm my humble and sinful soul, especially in the year of unharnessing and cutting it off from the accursed flesh, corruptible and disintegrable by likeness ashes. Show me then, Mother of God, Your intercession on your face, and on the enemies of the gloomy face, who want to eat me and tear me apart like beasts, fulfill dishonor, through those who are saved, Hodegetria, instructing me. Be our intercessor in temptation, an unconquerable pillar in the day of wrath, one Helper in adversity, intercession in trouble. You have the power, O Good One, like the Most High Mother, you can do it without restraint, as you wish, O Blessed One of God. Ascended, the human race was glorified and honored with the best kinship, Thy Maiden, and granted Thy Divine Sonship by intercession: for God is like a Flesh-Bearer ineffably appearing from You, remaining unchangeably in the Divinity. Stichera, tone eighth. Similar: Oh, glorious miracle: Rejoice, all-holy church of the King Christ; Rejoice, immeasurable depth; Rejoice, height unspeakable and unspeakable by angels; kings Rejoice, crown, and honest praise to the priests; Rejoice, All-Light One; Rejoice, All-Immaculate; Rejoice, indestructible affirmation of the faithful and Rejoice, much-desired name; Rejoice, golden ark; Rejoice, weeping at the taking away and joy at the rising, All-Singing Mother of God; our tears, rejoice, deliverance; joy, rejoice, entering; Rejoice, Inexperienced Mother, Unknown, refuge and intercession of all who come running to You. Rejoice, worldwide praise; Rejoice, all-golden candlestick, most clear and luminous; Rejoice, Divine bridge to the belly lead those killed by sins and those who have crawled towards the passions; Rejoice, Undefiled Virgin; Rejoice, source of life, inexhaustible effusive; Rejoice, All-Wonderful One. Flesh is received from the blood of Thy Eternal God, Thy Unfilthy One, Representative of the show of men. Moreover, deliver Thy servants from all needs and circumstances and the networks of the fighter, and the light of the elect, let all who glorify and worship You. The creation of Theophan of Nice, as seen in the last Mother of God Irmos: Plunge the chariot of Pharaoh, the sometimes miraculous rod of Moses, striking in the shape of a cross and dividing the sea, and saving Israel the fugitive pedestrian, singing the song of God. From profane lips receive a song of thanksgiving, O All-blameless One, for before Thy Son, my God and Lord, the widows accepted to eat mite, and grant me the resolution of debts, for I honor Thee out of debt. The Word of God incarnate naturally gave birth to you, who before the Bodiless One lived godly in the world, the Most Pure Mother of God; Moreover, we all honor You and please You according to duty. Even the Mother of God introduces disgust into preaching all sorts of heresies: by the nature of the One who was before creation, you certainly gave birth to flesh, the eternal Word of God. Mother of God Mariam, by Your deification, enhance people’s humble nature and current 95; For in You is my flesh the ignorant God, He enlightened this hypostatically and brought it up to heaven. Irmos: Establish the heavens in the beginning with reason and the earth on the waters, on the rock of me, Christ, establish Your commandments, as there is nothing holy, especially You, the only Lover of mankind. The door appeared as the thought of the East, from above to the earth, the Virgin, appearing: For through You the Word has come to us, to save everything from wordlessness, the All-Immaculate One. The rod that has vegetated Christ, the color of incorruptibility and the censer of all things golden, You, the Pure One, the Divine Being in the arms of the Coal I bear, the God-honored Maiden. For the sake of our savior, the Word of vision, bright Virgin Mother, the gates were truly known quickly: You introduced to us the intelligent dawn of the Divine Deity. On Your unclean bosom, like rain on the fleece, my God, the Virgin, descended and watered us, who had melted away with the heat of sin, with the dew of humanity and grace. You are the source of true salvation, Mother of God, you were one, having given flesh to the Creator and Creator from Your unclean ones blood, the gates of death were broken and life was given to man. The paradise of immortality is newly blossomed and truly beautiful, and the tree of life has appeared to you, The Tree of Life in You was first planted by God, the food-bearing and the birth-bearing, redeeming the life-giving hope of all, Theotokos, faithful to the wise ones. David's kinship from the king's vegetation, the All-Reigning One and before all ages from the Father, the Word ineffable, and more than the mind that shone forth, Thou didst give birth, Devo; Moreover, we proclaim Theotokos Thee with God-wise faith. The Creator from all eternity will find Thee in abundance the purest, shining with virtues, Immaculate, with the depth of purity, breadth of reverence, and exalted in the race with humanity; Moreover, we glorify You as the Mother of the Creator. Irmos: Thou hast cast me away from Thy presence, O Light that never passeth, and an alien darkness has covered me, O accursed one? But turn me and guide me to the light of Your commandments, I pray. The armies of the heavenly powers, O Most Pure One, please Thee, and the birth of all men worthily glorify; For with You alone, who are joined together on earth in heaven, we sing Your Nativity. To the immortal nature the dead forerunner was in the shrine, and the Virgin Mary was before the incorporeal, as she gave birth to God, the King of Angels, It is impossible for him to look at him and eat. Representative of the faithful, the indestructible wall of those who praise Thee, who is the savior of the entire human race, having given birth to God who came in the flesh, save my soul, O All-Immaculate One. The bright cloud of Thee, bearing the never-setting Sun, leading men, we sing praise and love, O Lady: the image darkened in Adam, I imagined you to be Divine lordships. Irmos: Cleanse me, O Savior, for my iniquities are many, and bring me up from the depths of evil, I pray; I have cried to You, and hear me, O God of my salvation. Throne of God, the most exalted cherubim, Light of the mountain cloud, enlighten my soul, O All-Holy One, and darken my heart from passions Mother of the Deliverer and creatures, Queen, deliver me from the cruel captivity of the earth, and the Kingdom of Thy Son. Your calling is truly the cleansing of souls and the driving away of evil thoughts and the flight of evil spirits, Mother of God Ever-Virgin. You are a song of song, God-happy Lady, and the kindness of angels and the teaching of men: For you gave birth to God, you are incarnate and change natures. Sedalen, voice eighth. Similar: Wisdom and Word: Come, all you nations, let us sing praises to God, the Mother of all, the Creator, saying: Rejoice, O fiery Throne of the Lord Christ the All-Tsar; Rejoice, one Lady of all creation; Rejoice, Friend of the Holy Trinity, Father, Son and Spirit, bright and undefiled, Mariam the most glorious. Pray to Your Son and God of sins to grant forgiveness to those who resort to You faithfully and in love to those who sing to You. Irmos: The fire of God was ashamed of the descent of God in Babylon sometimes, for this reason the youth in the cave with a joyful foot, like a rejoicing in a flower bed, belted: “Blessed are you, O God father of ours." Now all is filled with the Divine light of You, O All-Pure One, for You have appeared as a door, where the God of the world has entered, enlightening with faith those who call: blessed be God our Father. Thou hast conceived, O Unfilthy One, Who is above all God and the Lord, Who was pleased to save the human race from mortal aphids, Whom we deserve to sing, we cry: Blessed is God our father. Rejoice, All-Singing One, animated chamber of the King Christ; Rejoice, O great one, who divinely bore Manna in Thy womb, nourishing the love of those who call: Blessed be God The Bride is all blameless even more than the word of the Divine Incarnation, the palace and the throne rightly call You, and rejoicing, we sing at Your Nativity: blessed is God our father. Theotokos, Lady, of the faithful powers, with your maternal prayers to the Son, propitiate me, the truly Merciful, and tear up the handwriting of my sins, and show me the parts that are being saved heir, may I magnify You forever. Even in need, who saves and intercedes with warmth for all those in sorrow, the All-Holy Lady, be merciful, save me and raise me up when I fall, give a helping hand before the end, so that it is not the night of death embrace me in my sleep, and according to duty I will glorify Thee throughout the ages. I know no other help, unless You, O Lady, have not achieved reconciliation other than Yours to God; have mercy, O Unclean One, who perishes for the sake of the lawless for my deeds even from infancy, and save me crying out: Rejoice, O Blessed One; Rejoice, most glorified to all ages. The short-lived ladder of the intelligent world of Thee, the Most High One, descended from the flesh, mixed with the flesh, and ascended the humble to the heavenly high dwelling. From thee that is highest above the heavens, and to the angels and all creations we preach Thee, O Maiden. The Throne of the Lord is high, the most glorious seat of Christ, the honorable palace, the all-gold sanctuary, the receiving house of God, the All-Queen Mariam, the glory of the angels, the salvation of men, all Let us praise your faithfulness. Having conceived all the King and Creator, You, O Virgin, gave birth, and now, behold, the Holy Queen stands at His right hand, the Pure One! Moreover, I pray to You: deliver me parts of shuiya in the hour of judgment and write with His gums for the sheep. From the flower bed of disembodied souls, the color of the songs of my declarations and my tears mixed in a stream, warmed by the fire of the heart, O Lady, and with myrrh, composing a song, like a harlot who is unfiltered by Thy nose. I wash, call: save me. Be my savior, Unclean pillar, forbid the demonic regiment, drive away misfortunes and temptations from darkness, and find passions Discover far away, pure freedom and abundance of Divine gifts. Rejoice, source of life; Rejoice, clever mite, Divine and inextinguishable in your womb, bearing Him in the form of Isaiah Coal, taking away the sins of the entire world; Rejoice, glorious hearing and speaking; Rejoice, honorable dwelling of God and holy city. Rejoice, All-Immaculate Virgin; Rejoice, treasure of the belly; Rejoice, dear city; Rejoice, pillar of fire and bright cloud, what; all filthiness, rejoice, cleansing; peace, rejoice, renewal; Rejoice, Unbrided One; Rejoice, Most Pure Mother; rejoice, flame extinguished by Your Christmas; Rejoice, hope for all. Rejoice, treasure of purity; Rejoice, pure and clear presence of Light; all-golden one, rejoice, thou art of the animate chamber and chamber, the fiery throne of the Kings; Rejoice, Blessed and Inexperienced; Rejoice, All-Immaculate; Rejoice, refuge of the faithful; Rejoice, Undefiled; Rejoice, Most Glorious One; Rejoice, rejoice everyone. My body, soul and spirit have been scorched by all the fierce, damned deeds: I have betrayed my body to cold passions, and betrayed my soul to all the most crafty undertakings, with them I have lived, my spirit is abye to exalted customs and with obstinate wisdom, set me free from them, Lady. The creation of St. Andrew of Crete, its edge: Crying by a person from God is grace Irmos: Having passed through the water like dry land, and having escaped the Egyptian evil, the Israeli cried out: “Let us drink to the Deliverer and our God.” Give me a deplorable life, Mother of God, cramped, bitter and filled with tears, so that I may wash away my filth and stand clean before the Judge. Corrupt and earthly and filthy, he has seized conjugations, not sparing the most luminous soul, the Mother of God, kindness, but stripping himself of bodily sweets. To the door of the Divine Sunrise, open the doors of repentance, and deliver me from the deadly doors of sin through Your intercession, O Lady. With fasting, tears and weeping, God propitiates those in me who have grieved Him through madness; To this end, please appease me, Irmos: The Supreme Creator of the heavenly circle, O Lord, and the Creator of the Church, Thou hast strengthened me in Thy love, the desires of the land, the faithful affirmation, the only Lover of Mankind. The heavenly angels of the service of the mountain soul wept for my fallen, and the air demons rejoiced at the gloomy soul, the Mother of God. In the humility of labor, the all-wonderful honey is cultivated by humble virtues, Undefiled; Moreover, strengthen my damned soul in humility to live. Daughter of the Tsar and truly the Lady, and the All-Tsar of the Lord Mother of existence, now the sin that reigns in me, like a dishonest slave, is far from being married. By sprinkling tears, O Lady, cleanse the ugliness of my sins, and wash away my rot and stinking sores, and health, I pray to You, grant to Your servant. Irmos: I have heard, O Lord, seen Your mystery, understood Your works and glorified Your Divinity. “Rise up those who have fallen,” Christ commands, let us not resist, but most of all let us accept His Mother for compassion. Who saved Peter, and the thief, and the harlot, and the harlot? Repentance is all kinds; Whom should I imitate, O Bride of God? Even though the Inconceivable One fits all, O All-Holy One, in Thy womb, saving me by grace, I am drowned by sins. I pray, Lady, do not leave me in the hour of sorrow, but mercifully appear to me and deliver the demonic wound. Irmos: We cry out to You Lord in the morning: we are saved; For you are our God, don’t you know anything else? The garment of baptism, which is inaccessible to me, requires many tears to be cleansed. My mind, seduced by worldly pride, by the fear of torment, turn to the Lady. Look, hear, I pray, my voice, and blot out all my sins, Most Pure One. Enlighten me with the light of Your face, O Bride of the sun, Your servant, darkened by passions. Irmos: Give me a robe of light, dress in light like a robe, O most merciful Christ our God. We must sing unceasingly to God with our hearts and lips, but we are held in despondency, O Virgin. Many intertwined and fierce troubles, O Pure One, and the circumstances that now sadden me, spare Thy most accursed servant. At the hour of my death, show help, O Unfilthy One, and deliver the evil demons who seek to deceive me. Let us fast, as it is the time of the Imam, we weep, we cry, so that we may enjoy it and rejoice forever. Sedalen, voice eighth. Similar to: You have risen from the grave: The Word of the Father descended into the world, and the angel of light cried out to the Virgin: “Rejoice, O Blessed One, who alone preserved virginity; Rejoice, thou who honorest the Eternal God and the Lord, that He, like God, may save the human race from delusion.” Irmos: From Judea came the children in Babylon, sometimes, by the Trinity faith, they trampled the fire of the cave, singing: “O God of the Fathers, blessed art thou.” From winter comes spring and from storms comes pure silence, from the darkness of sins comes light of dispassion through repentance; In the midst of passion we dare to repent. O Lord-named Maiden, who gave birth to God incarnate for us, I have many immeasurable sins, save my soul, may You Thou art the throne of fire and the chamber of the Almighty, the salvation of the world and the covering of those who cry to Thy Son, O All-blameless One: Fathers God, blessed art thou. From the sweats, labors and sighs of the heart comes compassion, dispassion comes from this, and it is also possible to reach the footstools May I be worthy, O Mother of God, to sin more than anyone else. Irmos: The Heavenly King, Whom the howls of angels sing, praise and extol to all ages. The King of Heaven wants to fulfill His Kingdom for everyone, but we, the Virgin, desire Gehenna. More than the peace of all creation, the Creator of all, the Mother of God, desires salvation for sinners. Christ, who suffered for us, must also, as faithful ones, suffer for Him, and put to death the soul-destroying passions. Pure Virgin, Christian Representative, deliver us from all needs, may we glorify Thee forever. Irmos: Truly the Mother of God we confess Thee, salvation through Thee, O Pure Virgin, with disembodied faces magnifying Thee. Seek a drop of mercy for me, Mother of God, and drive away the darkness of ignorance; You alone gave birth to the deliverance of men. I am covered with the mud of passions and desecrated with the feces of sweets, as my Good Representative, cleanse me. The Cross, with all your armor, confirmed the faith of the Christ-loving kings, O Lover of mankind, Who gave birth to Thee through prayers, as He is Many-Merciful. Deliver from cowardice and famine, fire, captivity and internecine warfare to those who worship Thee, O God-honored One. Stichera, tone eighth. Similar: What shall we call you: Rejoice, Ever-Virgin Lady, Who is Good by nature, Good, imitating, and from those inherent in Him, as first and foremost, rich in maternal goodness 96; Moreover, you please those who sing to Thee, for she is compassionate and humane, and you guide me to the enjoyment of eternal good things. Rejoice, rich dwelling of God, high and luminous church of the Kings, unbraided bridegroom, golden porphyry chamber, fragrant and all-honorable spoon, fragrant and stone-shining chamber; Rejoice, all-golden throne, coal-bearing mite and animate Fire, Mother of God, immaterial. Rejoice, Maryam of the Lord, Most Honorable Lady to all the world, who gave birth to the Lord of the Lord, Ever-Virgin of the Lord’s essence, purity with perfect omnipotence Having enriched the mind, soul and body, the Lord has enriched everything, like the Lady, the essence of work. Grant me my life to accompany everyone for the sake of the honest blessings of Your Son, even to be poor in mind, to cry, to be tamed, to be hungry and thirsty with the desire for truth, purity of life and to the merciful and peacemaker, to be driven away for the sake of righteousness and to rejoice, rejoicing in these things. The creation of Mitrofan, Metropolitan of Smyrna, its edge: Now I sing in praise of Thee, Thy Mitrofan The waters of Thee, the source of prayers, are knowledgeable of all, flowing health of souls and bodies to the faithful, we constantly glorify the Mother of God. More than nature, you gave birth to the First Word of God, O Virgin, and you delivered nature from corruption; even me without words and through the nature of the passions of freedom. The hosts of carnal passions are now present and oppress me in the highland; visit your servant soon and save him from those who are embittered, O Virgin. Who guides, bears and saves all creation, was described in Your embrace, the Pure One, and the human race was renewed. Irmos: You are the affirmation of those who flow to You, Lord; You are the light of the darkened, and my spirit sings to You. Rest in peace the embarrassment that now holds me, O Lady, from fierce illness, and from sins and the passions of freedom. Hasten to visit the ailment, and deliver me from bitter illness, Unclean One, and all sorts of sorrows. The abyss of Your bounties is indescribable, O All-Immaculate One, even beyond sins and ailments. Confirm the mercy and intercession of Your prayers, O Most Pure One, on me, and deliver me from sorrows and temptations. Purification 97 always my heart, Most Immaculate, show the thoughts of saints and sins cleansed. Grant us salvation spiritually and physically, and grant healing and relief from illnesses to the sick. The machinations of the most crafty demons, Immaculate One, abolish the insurrection of passions, and grant health to the weak. From Thy womb, O All-Holy One, the Sun arose and illuminated the world, Who enlightened me with Divine dawns. By Your Nativity the bonds of death were resolved and the power of aphids was driven away, the Most Holy Virgin, All-Singing; Moreover, quickly resolve my captive sins and sorrows. The deceit of demons and men of malice will take away from me, O Lady, and the disease of the soul, corporately and physically, will soon heal, the only one who gave birth to all flesh and spirits of the Doctor, the Savior and Gentlemen. Like a Divine Coal I pray to You, All-Immaculate, all-passionate servant of Your condition and infirmities, fierce and unbearable, and dry up the streams of sorrows. Your Son has granted salvation to everyone, O All-Holy Lady, to those who believe in Him and God, who was manifestly incarnate from You, and to those who preach; Moreover, save me from various troubles and sorrows. Look upon me with your merciful eye, O Lady, and soon deliver me from severe illnesses, and from all the bitterness that now exists, and from the snares, and from the evil of chance. Free madness, and natural addictions, and the envy of those who oppose me, and all kinds of reproaches, O Most Pure One, and take away the malice of life from me through Your prayers. He who created us Himself in You, O Virgin, was created, delivering human nature from aphids; and deliver me from the temptations that have befallen me through Your prayers. The sky is flaming and the throne is truly fiery, animated by the paradise of Christ, the all-golden stash of Manna, the life of the Divine, bless me. Sedalen, voice eighth. Similar to: Secretly commanded: The uncut mountain, the vernya, the Divine and purest chamber of the Word, the fiery throne of the All-King, the meal and the candlestick, the bridge leading to the belly, and the heavenly ladder, the Mother of God Mariam Let us sing, calling: Rejoice, Unbrideless Bride. Irmos: From Judea came the children in Babylon, sometimes by the faith of the Trinity the flames of the furnace were quenched, singing: “O God of the Fathers, blessed art thou.” The soulless stanna of ancient times manifested Thee, O Lady: life bore Manna, Christ, dulling the mortal bitterness, true sweetness and Enlightenment of the world. Let not the bestial enemy, like a lion, take away my soul; I am not the one who delivers, but the one who saves, the Virgin: the Redeemer of the money-grubbers, who gave birth to Christ the Savior and the Deliverer. Blessed Virgin, refuge of all those who are insulted, deliver me from all kinds of sorrow, slander and malice of those who see me, and from many sins and various illnesses. O Mother of God, who bore the uncultivated cluster of the belly, it is worthy to bear the fruits of repentance, likening me to Thy Son, calling: Our Father, God, blessed art thou. Greatness, Most Pure One, let us all proclaim Your various miracles, surely flowing to Your intercession, but even now I am in the grip of illness, illnesses of the soul and the flesh have changed, and I am healthy according to Show both, glorify Your Son Christ forever. The fierce breath of the envious winds and fierce rivers has come to my wise home, Pure Virgin. But like the foam of the surging sea, the desire of all those who offend is to destroy, and grant silence with Your prayers forever. Having formed Adam into the mortal body and therefore put an immortal soul into him, He is formed in You and renews it again. Show me also mercy and reconciliation through Your prayers, and grant me health, and deliverance to those who offend everyone soon. Always shine the light of the Light that never sets in, glorifying from Your wombs, the All-Pure One, who has arisen, and the fear of the night, and Thy servants who hunt the dark demons, have delivered; save them also from me, and save me from those who hold me back with your prayers. Raise the horn of the Church and grant strength to the faithful in the tongues, and establish the kingdom of the scepter, O Pure One. The foreign regiments, who want to fight, because they are weak, weakened and defeated, the Undefiled Virgin, will soon appear The one prayer of the Orthodox Christians who honor You, through Your prayers, Mother of God, the Hagarians will soon put to shame their weapons. Give understanding, O Virgo, to the faces of the faithful, and have prospered against enemies, visible and invisible, and save them from all sorrow. Stichera, tone eighth. Similar: Oh, glorious miracle: Rejoice, fiery chariot; Rejoice, mystical dawn, who gave birth in the world to the bright, never-setting and never-evening Sun; Rejoice, scarlet, who washed purple from Your blood for the All-Tsar; Rejoice, All-Immaculate; Rejoice, all those faithful to the Guardian, who call upon Thee with spiritual hope. Rejoice, correction of the fallen; Rejoice, you who are hungry for food; Rejoice, riches are comfortable and the treasure of the poor is inexhaustible; the weak, rejoice, visitation; for those who mourn, rejoice, consolation; Rejoice, help to those who call upon Thee and invincible weapons, strength and indestructible wall. Rejoice, mystical paradise, the tree of life of Christ in your womb, bearing and giving birth imperishably, for the revival of us, the tree of the food of those who were sometimes put to death and the death of those who submitted to evil; Rejoice, All-Desiring and All-Memorable; Rejoice, thou who continually bestoweth divine joy upon man. Save me, All-Holy Lady, Who inexpressibly gave birth to the Savior Christ; For You alone have the intercession of Your servant, the wall, shelter and joy, and Divine consolation for my soul; You then deliver me from the never-sleeping worm and the everlasting fire, Mother of Christ God. The creation of Callinicus of Herakleia, its edge: I flow to the Most Pure Ones and the Virgin Dry out the rot of my soul and scab the ulcers with the diligent healing of Your Son, O All-Pure One; For I have placed all my hope in You, and I offer You as the Intercessor to Your Son and our God. My life is careless and lazily, and everything is gone, Lady, the prodigal one; Having come within myself, I flow to Your protection and by faith I call to You: save me with Your prayers, Most Pure One. More than the sand, my iniquities and sins are truly numberless, which I committed shamelessly and desecrated myself, having offended even in the image, the accursed one; but You, who are Most Compassionate, save me. Having now come running to You with tears, much sighing and the sorrow of my heart, do not despise, I pray, but through Your intercession on the day of judgment of Your Son, pray that I may be delivered from torment. Mercifully correct the drops of my tears, the groaning of my heart and the raising of my outstretched hands, and show mercy to Your servant, for I have no other help except You, the Lady. Lead my corruptible nature, O Mother of God, always creeping, woe is me, uncontrollably, intercede and save me, for I have no other help except You, the Lady. Having tested myself, I have overcome all people with malice, and to whom am I running? Only for Your goodness, accursed one, for I have no other help except You, the Lady. I am naked and empty and deprived of all good things, and I was robbed, cursed, by the most evil advice; therefore I came running to You, for others I have no help except You, Lady. Thy Son of old received the Ninevites' tears and sighs; forgive them all sinful debt, for He is abundantly merciful. I also pray: propitiate Him and despise my sins. Oh, my insanity, All-Singing One! As though, through sin, I was mixed with all sorts of insensible and lazy things, and as if I were mad, with vain lusts. Also, guide me on the path of repentance, converting and admonishing me. I stand before Thy undefiled image with all reverence, asking and praying: do not cast me away, wretched one, from Thy presence, but spare me both from harm and Save troubles and all bitterness. Grant health of soul, health of body, that I may do and do the will of Thy Son with fear and joy, for thou canst, as the Mother of the Creator. Yours, and do whatever you want, O Virgin, with faith and love for those who come to Your church. All was, alas for me, with placeless deeds and lawless abominations, the Virgin, and a truly cold abode, and was hated by angels and men, but washed me with my tears. I am surrounded by numerous temptations from everywhere and by circumstances, and by fluctuations, alas, by storms and sorrows, keep me, O All-Pure One, under your roof Your Divine, always delivering and saving. With Your warm prayer to Your Son for me, Your unworthy and sinful servant, that I may find remission of my sins, I pray to the Savior before torture, All-Holy One. Do not cease to deliver me, you who confess my sins and iniquities, who are accursed in the knowledge of lawlessness. For this reason, sigh Praying, I call: do not deny Your servant, O Lady. My iniquities were psalmically, O Lady, like a heavy burden weighing on me, and the soul of the ulcers for my madness became stinking and Out of duty, I flowed to Your holy church, and like a lamentable prayer book I stand before the Lady: accept my tears, like widows sometimes mites Christ the Lord. Oh, how the earth bears the self-condemned, above all men who have lived fornication, and will not devour me! I am perplexed and trembling; but You are the one who saves. Quench, O Good One, with the watering of Your mercy the fiery arrows, flatteringly moved in the night and in the days from the enemy who fights me. The many-bright chariot of God, the Divine Light, the golden-shaped candlestick, the Undefiled and Immaculate Lady, the dark soul my, blinded by passions, enlighten dispassion with the dawn, I pray, and wash my defiled heart with currents of tenderness, and with tears of repentance, Yes, I call You to love: pray to Your Son and God of sins to forgive me of sins; For I am the hope of Your servant. Irmos: From Judea the children came to Babylon and sometimes, by the Trinity faith, trampled the fire of the cave, singing: “O God of the Fathers, blessed art thou.” I stretch out the eye of my all-damned and ill-fated soul to You, and cry out in faith to Your Son, Savior and Creator: Thy Mother, Christ, with your prayers spare me. Having acquired the healing of the abyss, O Virgin, who gave birth to Christ, pour out a drop and I do not envy, Thy infirm prayer book, fierce from everywhere All-Holy Maiden, fill my humble soul with tenderness, so that I may wet Your church with streams of tears, and wash, Pure, the filthiness Unartful Bride, save all who have fled to You; If Thy servants had not kept it, they would all have perished and been eaten by demons. Irmos: Having been glorified on the holy mountain and in the bush with fire of the Ever-Virgin Moses, sing and exalt the mystery of the Lord to all ages. Deliver then Thy servants, when Thy Son comes to judge the human race and, alas, separate the righteous and the sinful from each other. Great miracle: how did you feed on milk, O Virgin, and the Virgin appeared at Christmas? Glorious indeed are Your secrets; we also bow to you and we extol Your indescribable Christmas. I have departed from You and am disgusted, reproach and reproach to those around me; but do not despise, O Virgin, I pray, Thy servant to the end. Mortified by the remorse of the flatterer, revive me, O Life-Giving One, and do not leave me to overcome this perplexed and humble person. Irmos: Every hearing was frightened by the indescribable condescension of God, for the Most High came down to the flesh by the will of a girl, from a girl’s womb he became a Man; Moreover, we magnify You, the Most Pure Mother of God. The horn of the pious is lifted up, I am exalted on the tree of Your Son and God, O All-blameless One, by Whom the handwriting was torn to pieces, and the enemy was abolished to the end and fall; Moreover, Unclean One, for we glorify You for all these guilts. Seeing the currents of my tears with compassion, have mercy on me, O Lady, by Thy mercy my humble soul is ever gladdened, sanctified, preserved, and from the hand of the demonic devouring. Power of the pious kings, praise of the prophet and apostle, kindness of the hierarchs, fertilizer of the martyrs and joy of the saints, joy of the righteous, joy of the afflicted, do not despise, O Maiden, prayers of the servant Yours. People, pagans and tribes, young men and virgins, let us bring up Orthodoxy with the pure meaning, let us cry out to the Virgin and Mother of our God with warmth: All-Holy One, save everyone through Your prayers. Rejoice, Virgin Bride of God; Rejoice, hope of the faithful; Rejoice, peace be cleansed; Rejoice, Thy servant who saves from all sorrow; death, rejoice, ruin; life-giving, rejoice, paradise; Rejoice, intercession of those who call upon Thee; Rejoice, Divine presence and Rejoice, Most Pure Mother of God; Rejoice, fountain of life; Rejoice, heavenly ladder; Rejoice, all creatures, Lady and Lady; Blessed, rejoice, and All-blameless; Rejoice, Divine dwelling; Rejoice, All-Honorable One; Rejoice, Virgin Mother, Brideless Bride. Rejoice, Mother-Virgin Lady; Rejoice, there is one hope and intercession for people; Rejoice, refuge for sinners; rejoice, all-bright candlestick; adorned, rejoice, palace; luminous, rejoice, luminous; Rejoice, undefiled praise of virginity; Rejoice, source, bring healing to those who flow to You. Accept this prayer of mine, and do not despise, Pure, crying and tears, deny me below, in the midst of misery, for I have placed all my aspirations on You, God-happy One: show me free from all those who insult, and grant joy, joy as the Giver. The work of our venerable father Paul, Bishop of Amoria, his borderline: Save me in the end, unworthy, O Trokovitsa, Paul How dare I sing to me, O Unfilthy One, of Your surpassing grace, O Lady? Or how will I glorify the wealth of Your providence, for You saved me only from death? The accursed one was conceived in iniquity, born full of sins; not knowing this or that, there is only one vessel that is sorely unnecessary for the humane Creator of me. But help me, peace to the Lady. Resolve the darkness of my passions, O All-Singing One, with the light of Your Christmas, drive away the dark clouds of my perceptions far from my mind, and shine a pure dispassionate light upon Your servant. Woe to me, I bear such evil thoughts, O Lady! Woe to me, I am the only one who has crawled from man into a pernicious ditch, and I am intoxicated by the evil stench, and I am waiting for deliverance from these flames. Stechnoe 99 I am truly to my carnal birth to submit to passion and wordlessly serve those deeds, alas for me, the accursed! Lady of all, help me. One day I repent to God, yet in all His goodness I anger Him, I am insensitive and unmerciful in soul; but be patient with me Pray this, O All-Immaculate One. I cursed fiercely and sloshed into the end of my gravest evils with burdens, which I willingly obeyed, childishly, insanely; but do not despise me, Pure One, in these I am destroyed. In body, spirit and soul I am defiled, I pass, scorching the air and with my deeds I defile the earth, accursed; but transform, O Virgin, create me better. As in the night I walk alone from everyone, doing deeds worthy of darkness, and people were tempted to hide in every way, it was not possible for God to hide. His righteous judgment will send him into darkness, but from here, O Pure One, show mercy to me. I groan from the depths of my heart now, thinking about the inconceivable multitude of my evils, as truly the sands of the sea are exceedingly numerous. Moreover, Mother of God, before the end, turn me with Your prayers, save Your servant. The human race is not able to pray to God to appease the least of my sins, fulfilling the soul with the most evil passions, If not You, Mother of God, deliver and save Your servant. Now the earths of fulfillment are groaning for me 100, the great one who built them is amazed at the long-suffering and meekness of my many and all-destructive troubles, for the creature has overcome all my terrible sins. Irmos: Thou hast cast me away from Thy presence, O Light that never passeth, and an alien darkness has covered me, O accursed one? But turn me and guide me to the light of Your commandments, I pray. Soulless by nature, in some of them I imitated those who were not proper, but in some of them they did not submit to jealousy, the laws are having stepped into nature and lived through nature; Also, O Trokovitsa, have mercy on me. He put the darkness of his deeds as a teaching for me and other abiye in those wicked mentors; woe is me for what I have done, my wicked ones catch a lot? All-blameless One, save me. The world has become infatuated with death from everyone those who see me, contrary to the opinion of those, I come, the path gone by, the accursed; but truly woe to me, if not You, Most Pure One, will soon take me away. I always multiply my sins with other sins, and I gather fire into the unbearable fire of my accursed soul, from which deliver me before I am tempted, O All-Immaculate One. Dead from all good things in every way and inextricably, in single corrupting affairs I am alive, not ashamed and rejoice. Oh, how I am not ashamed of the dignity of my soul! I have deviated from every commandment, and through laziness have been brought down to the abysses of bitter malice with diligence, but turn me back, O Lady. The earth has become dry and the spirit of fruits is barren, the glaciers are fierce and the substance of the future fire is vegetating; but You, O Trokovitsa, convert me. Behold, all the evil seas of less custom and the rivers of passions have raised their voices, Unclean; The network of these is ruined by my name and disorderly aspirations. The bright cloud of You and words, the Divine and mysterious dew, water to change eternal life, and the cloud of rain that brings salvation to the rain cloud I, I ask Your mercy: give to my head a stream of tenderness and a source, like streams of tears, so that from above it will wash me from the filth of sins and the snow will appear whiter; I trust in You, Your inexorable prayer book. I have no compunction, no lower than humility in my heart, no lower than vigil, no prayer, no lower than abstinence, no other virtue; also Ti I cry: save me, O Lady. The clouding of the mind by repentance is not at all about acquisitions, nor mortal teaching, nor essential chastity, nor wisdom, but lower than courage with righteousness; I also cry out to You: save me, O Lady. Fighting passions and all kinds of prosperous sins, about understanding the fear of God and standing before God without care, also about love, hope and faith; I also cry out to You: save me, O Lady. There is no one who has sinned more than me on earth, below the wrath of the Creator, living fornication, as if I were damned; I also cry out to You: save me, O Lady. Deliver me from every evil custom, grant me a blameless conversion to the Lord and the appropriation of purity; With sublime kindnesses, O Virgin, create my life chastely, and grant me intercession to all the good, so that I may glorify Thee forever and ever. Even the Light of God, ineffable by man, has arisen, enlightened, O Virgin, my soulful feelings, driving away the darkness from Me, the fierce despondency; Kindle into my hearts the fire of love for Your Son, and fill me with His sweet joy forever. Decorate me with all good things, O Lady, fill the spiritual joys of Your servant, crown me with virtues, every blessing of gifts. intercession, and show me a partaker of the Kingdom of Heaven, even if my dignity has been asked for. Uncontrollable mania, uncontrollable with the desire to go on a virtuous journey, make good progress without restraint, and reach out to those who are far away, forgetting everything behind, and grant warm repentance and prayers, so that I may sing to You with love eyelids. Singing how pure I can be, unclean in soul and heart? With what words will I praise the undefiled, I am defiled? How can 101 angels mourn the Virgin when they see her, and dare I see her in the form of evil, like an imam? Also, be generous to me, Lady. Take me, O Maiden, by the hand on my right hand, and give to the Immortal King and Thy Son the tribute of sinners, asking me for forgiveness and eternal correction of life; For you I will write intercession, hope and protection, whether you live or die. The word that I have spoken to You today, have not counted all my evils, lower the cold declaration, but from people it is clogged with shame, which is hidden. But you, Virgin, who were offered by Me, accept, and grant this perfect abandonment. Grant the immortal palace and the sweets of paradise to Thee alone on earth, having one hope according to God, one prayer, one intercession, one fortress. Moreover, in secretly daring, I say this word: Mistress, save me, Thy servant. Stichera, tone eighth. Similar: Lord, even in judgment: Rejoice, white-shaped bead, luminous and valuable, Who was born from the scarring of Thy blood incarnate and with His sweetness The translucent brightness of the world is all darkness, All-Singing, Enlightening. Rejoice, O Virgin, who bore in Your arms as a child, Who sits divinely on the throne of glory, and sits divinely on Your breasts Sonna, who kept her watchful eye, is the Owner and the Watcher of all. Rejoice, O Young Lady, who, more than honey, the sweet-nourishing throat, and more than the honeycomb, the mouth and tongue carry sweetness, and more than the most ambrosia, and the sweet name of your heart. delighting those who sing Ty. Take away from me the garments of mourning, and the garments of saving Divine joy and joy, for lest I be cast out without having bridal garments, from the palace of Your Son, O Lady of God. Canon to the Blessed Virgin Mary on Friday The work of Photius, Patriarch of Constantinople, its edge: This and the eighth prayer is appropriate Fill my mouth, O Young Lady, with Your Divine sweets, and enlighten my mind, as I glorify and magnify the abyss of Your bounties My heart, weak with fierce passions and painful with many burdens, heal, O Virgin, who gave birth to the Physician of souls. Formerly show me the sweets of the flesh, the shadows of the cares of life, the powers that exceed the powers of heaven and the brightest sun, Bride of God. Blessed among women and glorified, I pray to Thy voice, blessed to listen to Thy Son and to enhance His glory. Glorious city and verbal, Lady, pray to the All-Tsar, God-honored One, to be a resident of the Highest City, and do not put me to shame because of my hope. Refuge of peace, praise for Christians, protection and intercession of all who trust in You, having submitted to You, do not despise me, but save me with Your mercy, Lady. Despair and darkness, coupled with thoughts and confusion, Thy Nativity covers those who say, O Lady: Whom Moses foresaw, covered with darkness, Whom didst thou give birth to. From the sacred paradise and the animal kingdom, having caught me as a flatterer, the evil serpent has been driven far away, and the place of Eden is a place of corruption. change envy and avoidance. Thy womb, Undefiled One, the heavens became more spacious, containing the Inconceivable One, Whom You pray to save Thee who sings. Tune, have mercy on me, Mother of God, and take away all sorts of ailments and torments, my refuge and intercession. I place all my hope in You for my salvation and nourishment of my life, O Blessed Ever-Virgin. You are my hope and praise, refuge, life and intercession, intercession and consolation, O All-Honorable Young Lady. Thou who has given birth to the Savior and Lover of Mankind, and tell me the path of salvation through Thy love for mankind. With Your merciful eye, Lady Theotokos, look upon my humility and save me. As with the weapon of favor, O All-Singing One, crown my head in Thy Divine Blood, keeping me. The Most High was incarnated in Your womb, Undefiled Mother of God, and was born and recreated humanity. Silence, Who gave birth to the guilty Christ, the ferocious excitement of passions, I pray to You, tame. Mother-in-law of God's commandments, expand the path of my heart, constrained by passions, O Young Lady, widening the heavens. I will not acquire streams of tears, so that I may wash away my immeasurable sins; Through Your prayers, O Pure One, deliver me from these. Mother of the Most High, from the passions of many waters, receive me in repentance, sending down Your grace from on high. Cloud of the dark Sun, dissolve the dark clouds of my mind, O Lady, with the light of Your face, and the dawn of repentance enlighten the dark eyes of my soul, the blackening of passions more bitter and murky evil deeds merge into the end blinded, but I call You with love: pray to Christ God to grant me forgiveness of sins, for I am the hope of You, Your unworthy servant. Irmos: The youths of Judaism in the cave boldly trampled the flame and turned the fire into dew, crying: “Blessed are you, Lord God, forever.” By faith and love I resort to You, I am burdened with sins by captives, but with the compassion of mercy I absolve me crying: Blessed, O All-Pure One, is the Fruit of Your womb. Send forth a stream of healing from me, and quench the furnace, O Virgin, of sweets and passions, and of sins and illnesses; For you are the source, pouring out a sweet stream of Divine life. As the tree is pierced with poisonous arrows, I thirst to drink a drop of Thy mercy, for sometimes the poison is lethal. I place all my hopes in Thee, O Virgin, of my life; therefore, do not despise me, but be generous, save me, and deliver the one there from eternal condemnation. Irmos: The King of Heaven, Whom all the angels sing, praise and extol to all ages. In the womb of Thy One who was conceived before Thee, Mary the Unclean, Thou gave birth to the indescribable Christ the King. May I glorify, O Young Lady, and bow with fear to Your all-honorable name, deliver me from all sorrow and harm. Carry like a Baby into Your holy hand, all the Bearer of the Word; and together with Him we sing praises to Thee forever. As if You hold my only strong hope, I pray: O Mother of God Mary, deliver me soon from sins and troubles. Your deplorable gifts, Virgo, prayers, the inconveniences of all freedom, the inflictions that are returned. Be merciful, my Savior, to all who honor the Glorious Heaven of Your Mother, and show the inhabitants of the paradise of glory. The path of all evil diligently flows, but the path of virtues flows by; Tell me the way, Otrokovitsa, I’ll go. I bring You the final song, the first and the middle, Arkhangelsk, Pure, even “Rejoice,” since You could not find another. Rejoice, destruction of death; Rejoice, death of hell, rise of Adam and deliverance of Eve; Rejoice, invincible fortress of martyrs; Rejoice, holy robe made by God; Rejoice, salvation of the world, All-Immaculate One; Rejoice, joy to all those held by sorrow, Honest Virgin Mother. Rejoice, flower of faith; Rejoice, hope of men; Rejoice, unbreakable wall; Rejoice, the city of the Lord of creation is animated; mothers, rejoice, decoration and kindness of virgins; Rejoice, all-wonderful praise of the universe; Rejoice, God's undefiled abode; Rejoice, Bride of God. Rejoice, the telling of all words, Pure Maiden, all the books of old and new creation, the sweet singing of the end, the secret letter of all compositions 102, alpha, omega, the beginning and the end. After Your Nativity You are the Lady, and by Your power of singing this was accomplished. Accept this meager labor of mine, O Good One, which I brought in the weakness of my body and strengthen with Your love, which I have overcome; and grant me salvation, O Pure One, and I cry the final, middle and first song of the angels: Rejoice, Mother of God. To the doer of good. Grace to God. The Canon of Prayer to the Most Holy Theotokos The creation of our God-bearing father John of Euchaitis, his borderline: Heal my infirmities, O young lady, monk John Heal my infirmities and illnesses, O Mother of God, for she who gave birth to God the Word in the flesh, who through her passions bore the ulcers and illnesses of all and healed the infirmities. Having generated without illnesses, O Lady, my illnesses and hard labors and oppressing me and oppressing me from everywhere, the fiercest sorrows, ease, weaken and heal with Your visit. Turn the cry of my illness into joy of health, the dark sackcloth of my evil, Virgin, tearing apart, with the bright dissolution Gird me with joy and fill me with joy. The furnace, inflamed by passions, with burning sparks of pernicious ailments and fiery coals, liquefies and scorches me with the darkest fire, but if you water me, O Lady, your dew will be healing mi. Irmos: The Supreme Creator of the heavenly circle, O Lord, and the Creator of the Church, You confirm me in Your love, the desires of the land, the true affirmation, the only one who loves mankind. You gave birth to the wondrous thing in the saints of God, O Youth, and also surprise me with Your mercy, O Most Holy Pure One, and with unbearable illnesses I have already been killed, revive me, I pray. Lying on my bed of sickness, I call on You, O Virgin: incline Your ear to me, trying to save me, soon to be removed from the unquenchable fire now A young youth, he disciplines his son without order with a rod, punishing him; but the lord who has fallen foul of me, who gave birth to you, have mercy. Thy strong fence and sacred ankira and indestructible hope for money-grubbers, Lady; At the same time, I am overwhelmed by waves of illness and sent to a quiet haven of health. You have released a stream of healing, drying up the abyss of illness and giving strength to the sick and ill-suffering health. Also Tormented by fierce illnesses and bitter infirmities, heal me. May I proclaim Your miracles, O Mother of God, and Your greatness, may I confess in the sons of men, All-sung, Thy mercy, look kindly I am sick and grant me perfect health. Change of the infirm, comfortable health and healing, change and consolation for those who are in sorrow, adversity and sorrow, the most bitter illnesses and unceasing labors depend on me, Lady. Weak human beings, Christ, who bore for the sake of goodness, mercifully healed my many weaknesses and illnesses, O Compassionate One; For this, the Undefiled Mother of God, who prayed purely for You, gave birth to money-grubbers. Irmos: Thou hast cast me away from Thy presence, O Light that never passeth, and an alien darkness has covered me, O accursed one? But turn me and guide me to the light of Your commandments, I pray. With the sprinkles of Your bounty, washing away the mud of my infirmity, grant me the pleasure of pure health, O Lady, for my life is gradually wearing out and there is no hope of salvation for me. In the sickness of summer and in the sighing of my life, my life became impoverished, and the strength of my body, O Virgin, was weakened by the drowning of many days of my bones; also have mercy on me. Having acquired Thy warm intercession and help ready in sorrows, the Young Lady, I resort to Thy intercession: ease my bitter illnesses, unbearable sorrows and heavy sorrow. By sin I multiply other sins every damned day, and I gather the fire of Gehenna intolerable to my all-condemned soul, from which deliver me before temptation, the All-Immaculate 103. Irmos: The abyss of sins and sins, the storm confuses me, and into the depths of needy despair soars me: but stretch out Your strong hand to me, like Petrovi, O Ruler, and save me. The bitter furnaces of Babylon are burning with fire, and the most sultry flame is burning, melting, and the fire is scorching inside the heart, You will burn the substance of my sins for me. Rain, O bright and grace-filled cloud, streams of healing, and the scorching fire that has melted me away, I pray, and to the first Again, please give me health. Animal spring waters, bitter and fickle waters of illnesses, labors and carnal passions that overwhelm me, tame, calm, tire, cool, and calm my heart. Sleep with Your incessant prayer, the incessant and excessively fierce fire of the fire, and quench the greenest cold from them, which crushes my bones. I place all my hope and hope of salvation in You, and turn all the beds of my illness, O Lady, to health. Pour out a stream of healing from me and finally extinguish the bubbling furnace of the fierce fire, for You are the source of the Divine sweetness of life. The immeasurable flame of my body gathered all the evil dissolution, even the natural moisture, which burned to ashes, like a chapter 104, drying up my accursed heart. One of those who mourn, rejoice, as I mourn, hear me soon; Listen to my soul and do not turn away Your mercy from Me, Mother of God. The new one, relaxed, the dead man breathing, cast down, barely alive, I am laid on a bed, and for me, my bed is a coffin, Lady, my arms are weakened, my knee and leg are weakened. But, if you wish, in a word you will save me alone, as the only Mother of God and the Unclean Virgin. We are overwhelmed by intolerable ailments and grave infirmities, and by incessant and incurable passions, I have taken refuge in the quiet refuge of Your mercy, Virgin: calm the confusion of my illnesses and quench the waves of sorrows. Rejoice, the source of goodness, the abyss of goodness, the abyss of philanthropy and mercy, and you will surprise me, and the one who possesses me and the tormenting inability of the extreme with a drop of Your compassion change it soon. A river of grace, a bath of healing, an inexhaustible cup of joy and merriment, O Theotokos Lady, heal me too, on the bed of illness the mountaineer is cast down like a soulless burden, and drink We dissolve the bestowal health. Heal what ails me fiercely, Mother of God, as God conceived without Seeds, those who are ill in body and soul with mania, healing, as in While I remain in good health, I praise You joyfully, honor You cheerfully and magnify You with light. As the Mother of all, the Creator, I was crushed into the dust of passions, renewing all of me, and cast into the earth, as the Good One, correct me; you are all strong create, O Lady, as she gave birth to the Strong One in the fortress, and whatever you want, O Virgin, you can do everything. Correction of the fallen and infirm in the fortress, health and healing of the sick, I have truly sinned greatly and fallen in soul and Correct your body, Virgin, grant me health and provide salvation for me. A speedy change for the sick, a ready consolation for the weak, a consolation for those who suffer in adversity, look upon my infirmity and malice with much compassion, and consider Your kindly, quiet eye, O Maiden. Canon Iamvic 105 to the Most Holy Theotokos The work of John the Euchaite, its edge: Accept the petition, O All-Holy One, of Your refugees Irmos: Saving people, miracle-working Lord, the wet wave of the sea brought to earth in ancient times; By the will of being born of the Virgin, heaven lays out a path for us to pass through. We glorify Him, who is essentially equal to the Father and man. The words of You, Pure, more than the word of God, who gave birth to one, Who was the Word before the ages, no one can sing from angels or amphibians; Please accept our love as a gift, delivering you from all troubles and sorrows. See, O sovereign of those who have rejected the cover, sorrow is our burden, as there is no consolation even from needy sorrows, lower than salvation. We are generous: for you are deliverance from sorrows. The images of the creation of children 106 tremble at your disembodied face, leaders of the people on high: Having gone forth first from the Father, one bearer, like the Son, prayed to Him with great intensity, Pure: For you are deliverance from sorrows. Thy all-bright grace was sheathed, and the whole dark cloud of sin was driven away, Unclean One, and the sickness changed strangely You showed everyone; and now, with Your light, resolve all the darkness of our passions. Irmos: Look at the singing of the slaves, the Benefactor, the enemy, humbling the exalted pride, bearing, O All-Seer, above sin, unshakably established, the Blessed, the singers with the foundation of faith. Now, by praying to Your Mother, the All-Tsar, protect all enemies, visible and invisible, from enemies: for there is that one wall and praise, which we glorify as the true Representative. Receive the song mercifully, O Virgin, and institute reproach from the fierce enemy, even though they inflict blasphemous words on those who worship you cruelly; They are gone like dust, vacillation. By the deed of the prophets, the All-unclean Word from You is divinely proclaimed to the Mother of the Unartificed Ones of old, Pure Virgin; You, having given birth to the Divine Nativity, have given us deliverance for our sins. Christ's friend and the burning bush, the honorable church and the spiritual candlestick, the rod and the meal, from the Neyazhe Nourisher all the vegetation, O Mother of God, the God-seers of Thee, saw the cathedral. Irmos: The renewal of the human race of old, the prophet Habakkuk foretells, seeing an indescribable image: the young Child came forth from the mountain of the Virgin, people in renewal, Word. It also has the language of orbiting Divinely, with Your clear splashes 107, all of You are shown as Christ's neighbor, the immaculate Virgin, red and pure, the saving purification of all to God. The dream of my laziness is overcome, my being is cheerful to save the hedgehog, Virgo. This enemy is truly a dark-producing guilt, for he has eaten the apple of my heart with all malice, but intercede with the nightless light of Thy petitions to me. Intercede for all who are in labor and who are ending their lives, protecting from every adversity. It's like a stormy storm Contained by the snakes of sin, let Your prayer book provide you with harmless help. Unmarried Mother, how did you conceive without a care? Immaculate Bride, how do you give birth at Christmas? God, having become exhausted into human nature, is now flesh from my Virgin, so that He may draw men to Himself. Irmos: Out of the night of deeds, darkened by delusions, purification for us, Christ, who now cheerfully perform the song, like the Benefactor, come, granting a convenient path, along which it flows, we will find glory. Your being is new and, above all, timeless, but your power, undefiled, like a child, is in your arms; Pray to him, vigilant everyone Through Your boldness, I struggle motherly, may You grant us salvation quickly. Pure praise, like a request, we accepted, crushing the bows and arrows of the sons of Agar; For I truly place my hope in You, as I place my hope in the strongest and only salvation; now save all, O Virgin. What was previously unknown to us has appeared: from Your bosom is a terrible thing, O Virgin, who has now come forth to create the whole Word, and the fallen packs nature is back, but there is light in the sky Those who have now sailed to despair, you alone freed them from the soul-destroying abyss: You are the height of all, O Pure Mary, you were and forecourt and cover, which will change the pagan harm. Irmos: Jonah, who dwelt in the underworld of the sea, came praying and quenched the storm; I am unzen, tormenting him with an arrow, I sing to Christ, the evil destroyer, come to You soon to my laziness. According to all the truth, the most sinful rumor has found Thee as a luminous sign, every sound and troubles pass away from the storm, and to the pier I feel they guide my soul to quietness, O Blessed One. The breasts of heaven nourish the Lord, the food that delights the ancient murderous one, my bitter drink of sin. With Your sweet kindness towards man, O All-Pure One, show the sweetness of salvation. Thou hast appeared safely, the true Representative of me, and fierce deliverance and consolation in illnesses. And now be obligated to my soul’s contrition, giving the solution to my passions to the Lady, Mother of God of the One Word. A cloud of thoughts disturbs me, storms with the depth of destruction and the excitement of sins; but, oh silence and haven of benevolence, darkness Break away the evil mooh of verbiage, like an unvested light. Irmos: All the king is captured by love, the youths reproach the countless wrathful tormentor of evil tongues. To whom I obey the many fires, the Lord who says: “Blessed are you forever.” You are the ancient mother of debt, having given birth to Christ, you have appeared as a solution, O Virgin, and now grant my sinful debts, Pure One, I pray, to God for redress: You are an Intercessor conciliatory unity. As the Creator was conceived, you showed in the womb, O Lady, before the image of existence 108 kindness adorned, like the light of truly enlightening the mind, Honest One, to those who seek salvation. The all-blameless bride will not come from Christmas without her father; No more anciently did the child appear, the virgins did not destroy the keys. Oh, how pure, you are from these, God-friendly Mistress, Tempted, Observed Virgin! To Your Son, mother, always using boldness and delivering from all abysses, do not despise, O Virgin, who is everywhere today Despite the current sorrows, we worship You for salvation. Irmos: The womb is unburntly formed by the Youths, who are also the burning youths, who naturally give birth and are sealed; Both performing miracles as one, grace leads people to sing. The stream of spiritual filth that has appeared, washed away the mire of my sins, which the corrupting serpent applied evil to me, Unclean and miraculous Mother, interceding for cleansing grace for all. Everything from Adam, my fallen nature, all from You, exhausted by God, the Immemorial Word saves me, Virgin. Please pray to him By Your motherly desire and now I have been deceived by all the fierce ones. We offer you prayers from a perfect heart, like people’s hope; we lay bare all our passionate illnesses, O Virgin, with your all-strong covering: be the intercessor who saves with your prayer book Yours. Show light to Your people, for the disease of spiritual blindness creates darkness for us; You, having given birth to the Light, Undefiled Virgin, shine salvation for all people, and then we come to the ever-bright path. Irmos: For us to love, as if we were safe through fear, silence is more comfortable; But for love, Virgo, weaving songs, long-formed, is inconvenient to eat. But, Mother, give me strength, as long as there is will. For no one brings a song worthy of Ti, Pure Mother, for strength cannot support the disembodied of all and the human race; silence take the rest instead of songs, for words are more of a will. The tongues of the evil ones, enraged by flattery, pour out words on us like arrows; You, in the deserts, show the embers in the deserts that are incinerated, fulfilling the prayer to Your Mother, the All-Tsar. Oh, Christians, eternal salvation! Oh, more than the gift of wine! Singing from my unclean walls, sent to You and from You, O All-Holy One, Accept, permission for the sins of the intercessors. Your people, O All-Tsarina, and the power, O Virgin, all the servants of Your Nativity, will have victory over your fierce enemies and barbarians. And now the Helper The most indestructible one, hereby be the one who delivers from hardships. It was compiled by the Greek monk Agapius Landos, nicknamed the Cretan. The Theotocary, which he first published in 1643 in Venice, which included 42 canons, was reprinted throughout the 18th–19th centuries. The exception that confirms the rule were two editions of them in the form of “Theotokos” for cell use, undertaken in 1716 and 1746 by the Kiev-Pechersk Lavra. The remaining three canons, including the canon of the Saturday Akathist of St. Joseph the Songwriter, which had long been included in the Greek Triodion (and its analogue, the Slavic Lenten Triodion), had by that time been published in the already mentioned “Theotokaria” by Agapius Landos. In those few cases when the content of the New Theotokary intersects with texts from other similar collections, modern researchers of Byzantine hymnography tend to give primacy to the reading options presented by Rev. Nicodemus (see, for example: Παντελάκηζ E.G. //Έπετηρίς Εταιρείας Βυζαντινών Σπουδών. 1935. Σελ. 78, 85, 90, 92–93, 99–102. See note. on p. 191 of this edition. One of its latest reprints (Thessalonica, 1997) includes, along with other additional material, a consonant cycle of canons read in front of the “Goalkeeper” icon in the Iveron Monastery on Athos. It is not entirely clear where the term “mode” (μέλος) with the adjectives “Dorian”, “Phrygian”, etc. is used in the same meaning as “voice” (ήχος), i.e. melody, and along with it. Instead of ancient names dating back to antiquity, the voices subsequently received a numerical designation in the Byzantine tradition, as elements of the system of church osmoglasia, which divided them into four “direct” and four “indirect” (plagal). The ratios one and a half, 1:3, 1:8 and double (fifth, fourth, major second and octave, respectively) should most likely be understood as the distances between the initial sounds of different modes. Molchom - in the Septuagint and in the Slavic Bible the name of the king of the Ammonites defeated by David (2 Sam. 12:30; 1 Chron. 20:2). Basil the Great, St. Rules set out at length in questions and answers, 37// Creations in 2 vols. M., 2009. T. 2. P. 206. Gregory Palamas, St. Conversation on the Entry into the Holy of Holies of our Most Pure Lady Theotokos and Ever-Virgin Mary and about Her God-like way of life in that place //Conversations (omilia). M., 1994 (rep.). Ch. III. P. 107. The Greek text goes on to explain: “The order is as follows. In the first troparion of each song, the sinner prays to the Mother of God, in the second, the Mother of God prays to Christ, in the third, Christ answers the Mother of God, in the fourth, the Mother of God answers the sinner.” Making bricks (like the Jews in Egyptian slavery. - See: Ex. 1:14). This irmos is absent in the Slavic Irmology. That is, suffering from a double illness - both soul and body. Smoothness, imaginary pleasantness. Apparently, these words contain a plea to observe in the proper order the tripartite ability (“word”, or in Greek logos) of the soul - rational, willing and irritable, about which the Holy Fathers speak (see, for example: John Cassian the Roman, Ven. Interviews of Egyptian Ascetics. 24. Ch. 15-17 // John Cassian the Roman, Ven. Scriptures. Sergiev Posad, 1993 (rep.) pp. 618–621. It should be noted that in the handwritten Theotokaria, which is sung daily in many monasteries, the ninth hymn of the canons, inscribed with the name of John, in its acrostic, which also contains this name, always has, in addition, the letter “Θ”. Some say that these canons belong to John of Damascus and that the additional letter means “θυτής” [bringer], others say that the final “Θ” indicates John Phicar. I also agree with these last ones. The first opinion is based on an alternating inscription that connects these canons with the divine Damascene, the second - on the fact that in the troparion of one of the canons of the fourth tone [its creator] prays to the Mother of God to preserve the city dedicated to Her, which, without a doubt, is Constantinople, the homeland of Phicar (as Theodulus, who studied his chants, claims), and not Damascus, the homeland of the divine Damascene. The present canon, as well as the canons on the heel of the first indirect [i.e. i.e. fifth], second indirect [i.e. i.e. sixth] and heavy [i.e. e. seventh] voices. – Note. Rev. Nicodemus the Holy Mountain. Ignition, kindling. A skilled craftsman, artist. Rapidly pouring out. That is, the second place after God as the Patroness of the human race. Compare: “...as we all resort to You according to God, as the indestructible wall and intercession” (Following the general prayer service). Ts.-slav. world i.e. Universe. Postav - weaving loom. We proclaim beyond what has been said. Acquired over the years of life. David is the interior of the first Jerusalem temple, where the Ark of the Covenant was located (the same as the Holy of Holies). Dreams of fickle rivalry. Raise the virtues of exaltation to the Divine deeds - tentative Russian translation: “Receive from us the praise of Your virtues and offer them as gratitude for the deeds of God.” This refers to the Babylonian king Nebuchadnezzar. Having likened the Mother of God to the moon, borrowing light from the Sun-Christ, the songwriter further describes Her connection with Him in images that go back to the astrological ideas of the ancients. He poetically correlated the royal power and justice of the Savior with the zodiac signs of Leo and Libra, which correspond to the elements of fire and air, and the intercessory service of the Mother of God, moderating the righteous anger of Her Son and bending His judgment to mercy, with the zodiac sign of Virgo, which corresponds to the elements of earth, the middle between fire and air. Valsamodelya – production of aromatic substances. They act with youthful frenzy. St. John of Sinai (6th century), who described the path to spiritual perfection in his essay “The Ladder,” likens it to climbing the steps of a ladder, at the fifth of which “careful and real repentance” is achieved. Spread, i.e. wandering around. And from His inherent... goodness - And from His inherent properties, as the main and most important, enriched with goodness like a mother. Here: a propitiatory sacrifice. Gatherings of those who fill the earth. The hidden primary element of all written signs. This troparion is missing from the Greek edition of 1848. That is, written in the original Greek in iambic. Those who have the gift of speaking eloquently about Divine subjects make their speeches even more intelligible by applauding in Your honor. You might be interested in: