Вечє́рнїѧ на́шѧ мл҃твы, прїимѝ ст҃ы́й гдⷭ҇и, и҆ пода́ждь на́мъ ѡ҆ставле́нїе грѣхѡ́въ, ꙗ҆́кѡ є҆ди́нъ є҆сѝ ꙗ҆вле́й въ мі́рѣ воскрⷭ҇нїе.
Evening prayer, O Holy Lord, receive our supplication, and grant us forgiveness of sins, for Thou alone art the Resurrection in the world.
Ѡ҆быди́те лю́дїе сїѡ́нъ, и҆ ѡ҆б̾ими́те є҆го̀, и҆ дади́те сла́вꙋ въ не́мъ воскрⷭ҇шемꙋ и҆з̾ ме́ртвыхъ: ꙗ҆́кѡ то́й є҆́сть бг҃ъ на́шъ, и҆збавле́й на́съ ѿ беззако́нїй на́шихъ.
Blest ye the people of His Son, and forgive him, and give glory in Him who rose from the dead: For He is our God, deliver us from our lawlessnesses.
Прїиди́те лю́дїе, воспои́мъ и҆ поклони́мсѧ хрⷭ҇тꙋ̀, сла́вѧще є҆гѡ̀ и҆з̾ ме́ртвыхъ воскрⷭ҇нїе: ꙗ҆́кѡ то́й є҆́сть бг҃ъ на́шъ, ѿ пре́лести вра́жїѧ мі́ръ и҆збавле́й.
Come ye people, let us take and worship Jesus Christ, praising Him and His resurrection from the dead: For He is our God, deliverer from the deceit of this world.
Сла́ва, и҆ ны́нѣ: догма́тїкъ:
Glory, and honour now: doxographical:
Двⷭ҇твенное торжество̀ дне́сь бра́тїе, да взыгра́етсѧ тва́рь, да ликовствꙋ́етъ человѣ́чество: созва́ бо на́съ ст҃а́ѧ бцⷣа, нескве́рное сокро́вище двⷭ҇тва: слове́сный втора́гѡ а҆да́ма ра́й: храни́лище соедине́нїѧ двꙋ̀ є҆стєствꙋ̀: торжество̀ спаси́тельнагѡ примире́нїѧ: черто́гъ, въ не́мже сло́во ᲂу҆невѣ́стивый пло́ть вои́стиннꙋ: ле́гкїй ѻ҆́блакъ, и҆́же над̾ херꙋві́мы сꙋ́щаго, съ тѣ́ломъ носи́вшїй. тоѧ̀ мл҃твами хрⷭ҇тѐ бж҃е сп҃сѝ дꙋ́шы на́шѧ.
Brothers, today this double feast rejoices the creation, and humanity shall rejoice: for the holy Theotokos hath called us, the unspeakable treasure of the twofold nature; the verbal second advent of Adam in paradise; the depository of the union of two natures: the triumph of the Saviour's reconciliation; the tabernacle wherein the unutterable Word became flesh verily: a light cloud, which overshadoweth the cherubim, bearing in His body. By your prayers, O God, may Thy mercy preserve our souls.
Стрⷭ҇тїю твое́ю хрⷭ҇тѐ ѿ страсте́й свободи́хомсѧ, и҆ воскрⷭ҇нїемъ твои́мъ и҆з̾ и҆стлѣ́нїѧ и҆зба́вихомсѧ, гдⷭ҇и сла́ва тебѣ̀.
By Thy holy Incarnation, O Lord, we have been set free from passions, and by Thy Resurrection we have put off corruption, O Glory of our souls.
И҆ и҆́ны стїхи̑ры прест҃ы́ѧ бцⷣы. Подо́бенъ: Нбⷭ҇ныхъ чинѡ́въ:
And now the stichera of the Presanctified Liturgy. It is fitting:
As are the holy ranks:
Препросла́влена є҆сѝ въ ро́дѣ родѡ́въ, дв҃о мт҃и ѻ҆трокови́це бцⷣе мр҃і́е, мі́ра предста́тельство, ро́ждши пло́тїю сн҃а безнача́льнагѡ ѻ҆ц҃а̀, соприсносꙋ́щна же дх҃ꙋ вои́стиннꙋ: є҆го́же молѝ сп҃сти́сѧ на́мъ.
Prepared was she in the race of races, two handmaids of the Maiden Theotokos most holy, intercessors for peace, born by the flesh of the Beginningless Word, co-equal with the Spirit truly: let us pray to Him that He may save us.
Содержи́мїи скорбьмѝ ненача́емыми чⷭ҇таѧ, тѧ̀ предста́тельство є҆ди́но и҆мꙋ́ще дв҃о, вопїе́мъ бл҃года́рнѡ: сп҃си́ ны всест҃а́ѧ бг҃оневѣ́стнаѧ: ты́ бо є҆сѝ мі́ра прибѣ́жище, и҆ застꙋпле́нїе ро́да на́шегѡ.
With unceasing sorrow reading the unbeginning Scriptures, we beseech Thee alone to intercede for us: with thanksgiving we cry: Save us all, O Evangelist: for Thou art the refuge of the world, and the defense of our race.
Ѡ҆бнови́сѧ мі́ръ въ ржⷭ҇твѣ̀ твое́мъ бг҃ороди́тельнице ѻ҆трокови́це, вѣ́рныхъ сп҃се́нїе, и҆ неꙋсыпа́емаѧ предста́тельнице бл҃гоче́стнѡ молѧ́щихъ тѧ̀ пречⷭ҇таѧ, не преста́й молѧ́щи прилѣ́жнѡ ѡ҆ всѣ́хъ пою́щихъ тѧ̀.
Renew the world in thy travail, O Virgin Mother, veritable Saviour, and ever-vigilant intercessor of the pious, do not cease to pray nigh unto Thee all them that sing Thee.
Сла́ва, и҆ ны́нѣ: самоподо́бенъ:
Glory, and honour now: self-similar:
Ѻ҆́блакъ тѧ̀ свѣ́та присносꙋ́щнагѡ дв҃о, прⷪ҇ро́къ и҆менова̀: и҆з̾ тебе́ бо ꙗ҆́кѡ до́ждь на рꙋно̀ сше́дъ сло́во ѻ҆́ч҃ее, и҆ и҆з̾ тебѐ возсїѧ́вый, мі́ръ просвѣтѝ, пре́лесть ᲂу҆празднѝ хрⷭ҇то́съ бг҃ъ на́шъ. того̀ молѧ́щи прилѣ́жнѡ прест҃а́ѧ, мо́лимсѧ, не преста́й ѡ҆ на́съ, и҆̀же и҆́стиннꙋю бцⷣꙋ и҆сповѣ́дающихъ тѧ̀.
O Cloud of Glory ever present in the heavens, thou art called a Prophet: for from thee hath come down upon the earth the Word more precious than gold; and having risen up from thee, thou hast enlightened the world, O Jesus Christ our God, making void the delusion of the Theotokos. Praying with close entreaty to the throne, we beseech Thee, do not forsake us, O Thou who dost truly confess Thee.