Enjoying the rays of the uncreated light that shone on Tabor, you write this sacred glory, kindness, lightness and raise up, holy ones, to the communion of the cry:
Rejoice, uncreated mystical light;
Rejoice, deliverer from the passions of the soul.
Rejoice, beginning of future blessings;
Rejoice, consolation for sorrowful souls.
Rejoice, for you showed the wisdom of Barlaam to Buiy;
Rejoice, for you have proclaimed the grace of the Spirit.
Rejoice, divine fertilizer for the bishops;
Rejoice, luminous treasure of theology.
Rejoice, mirror of the immaterial light;
Rejoice, sickle of alien dogmas.
Rejoice, joy of the Orthodox and the gift;
Rejoice, cast down the horn of the enemy.
Rejoice, Father Gregory, preacher of grace.