Бг҃отворѧ́щꙋю кро́вь ѹ҆жасни́сѧ, человѣ́че, зрѧ̀: Ѻ҆́гнь бо є҆́сть недостѡ́йныѧ попалѧ́ѧй. Бжⷭ҇твенное тѣ́ло и҆ ѡ҆божа́етъ мѧ̀, и҆ пита́етъ: Ѡ҆божа́етъ дꙋ́хъ, ѹ҆́мъ же пита́етъ стра́ннѡ.
O man, thou art astonished at the precious Blood: for it is fire to him that hath fallen into unworthiness. The Body of Him doth both sanctify and nourish me; but the Spirit doth sanctify, and with me doth nourish strangely.