Тропа́рь, гла́съ є҃:
O Soul, be mindful of life, for thou art created by God and made in His image.
Always remember that life is a gift from the Lord; do not let it pass by thee suddenly or in vain.
Let compunction fill thy heart, for thou art but a stranger in this world.
Behold, all creation is under the authority of God; yet, many are led into delusion and spiritual deception.
Therefore, be tender-hearted, for thou art a creature made in His image.
Do not follow deceit, but seek the mercy of Him who hath power to save thee.
For He is righteous and His glory shall endure forever.
Let us pray with compunction that we may receive His mercy and find rest in His kingdom.
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 suffer death,
And didst rise again gloriously in Thy own resurrection.
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 entered: rejoice at the wall and roof sheltering those who come to Thee. Rejoice, unapproachable resting-place, and inaccessibly pure, giving birth by thy flesh to the Creator and God: praying, do not refuse them who sing Thy praise and fall down before Thy throne.