Your fatherland, blessed Peter, having gone away,/ and having hated the godless faith,/ you came from darkness into the light,/ and you settled in the glorious and multinational city of Rostov,/ in Having lived an honest life,/ you built a church in the name of the saints, the Apostle Peter and Paul, with the grace of Christ,/ and with these wonderful icons, like adorning a bride,/ You surprised the saint, and the prince, and all the people with your life,/ and even after your death, Christ enriched you with the gift of miracles./ Remember us who honor your blessed memory, Reverend Father Peter, // and pray to Christ God to save our souls.
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