Inflamed with spiritual desire, you are abundant,/ you have filled your soul with the flow of your tears,/ and even from the depths of sighs you have wounded your heart,/ and with cheerful prayers, and all-night vigils standing before the Lord Christ/ you brought much virtuous fruit to yourself./ And for this reason, as God’s saint, he appeared brightly to the world,/ shining miracles, Sergius our Father,/ a warm prayer book to To God, always pray for us, // may He save our souls.
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