Тропа́рь, гла́съ є҃:
O Soul, O Spirit, of God the Word,
Thou art the image of Thy Creator's face.
Through Thee we see the glory of the Father;
By Thee we know the love of the Son.
For Thou art the light that enlighteneth every man;
And by Thee we are led to the truth and to life eternal.
Therefore, with all creation, we cry:
Glory to Thee, O Lord our God,
Who hast given us Thy only Begotten Son.
Glory to Thee.
Собезнача́льное сло́во ѻ҆ц҃ꙋ̀ и҆ дх҃ови, ѿ дв҃ы ро́ждшеесѧ на сп҃се́нїе на́ше, воспои́мъ вѣ́рнїи и҆ поклони́мсѧ: ꙗ҆́кѡ бл҃говолѝ пло́тїю взы́ти на крⷭ҇тъ, и҆ сме́рть претерпѣ́ти, и҆ воскр҃си́ти ᲂу҆ме́ршыѧ сла́внымъ воскрⷭ҇нїемъ свои́мъ.
O Soul and Spirit of the Lord and God,
From those born for our salvation,
We hymn with faith and bow down:
For Thou, O Lord, by Thy flesh
Didst will to come into the tomb,
And didst bear death,
And didst rise again gloriously from the dead.
Бг҃оро́диченъ:
O Theotokos,
Ра́дꙋйсѧ две́ре гдⷭ҇нѧ непроходи́маѧ: ра́дꙋйсѧ стѣно̀ и҆ покро́ве притека́ющихъ къ тебѣ̀. ра́дꙋйсѧ, неѡбꙋрева́емое приста́нище, и҆ неискꙋсобра́чнаѧ, ро́ждшаѧ пло́тїю творца̀ твоего̀ и҆ бг҃а: молѧ́щи не ѡ҆скꙋдѣва́й ѡ҆ воспѣва́ющихъ, и҆ кла́нѧющихсѧ ржⷭ҇твꙋ̀ твоемꙋ̀.
Rejoice at the door that cannot be passed through: rejoice at the wall and roof sheltering those who come to Thee. Rejoice, unapproachable harbor, and inaccessibly pure, giving birth by thy flesh to Thy Creator and God: praying, do not refuse them who sing to Thee and prostrate themselves before Thy hand.