Having become jealous of the angelic life, blessed Jono, / you left your fatherland, great Novgrad, / and came to the borders of Olonets / and settled in the desert, / in labors, prayers and tears You have labored,/ and, like a wise merchant, You have inherited the Kingdom of Heaven./ Moreover, we cry out to you in love:/ pray to Christ God,// that he may save our souls.
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