І҆рмо́съ:
Virmos:
By life alone we are saved,
And by death destroyed;
For our death was made alive in Thee,
And our life was made to die.
Through Thee, O Lord, we have been delivered,
And through Thy death, we have put off sin.
For Thou didst not leave us in Hades,
Nor didst Thou suffer corruption to befall Thee.
Thou wentest down to the realm of the dead
And on the third day didst rise again,
O Christ God, saving our souls by Thy glory.
Го́рꙋ тѧ̀ бл҃года́тїю бж҃їею прїѡсѣне́ннꙋю, прозорли́выма а҆ввакꙋ́мъ ᲂу҆смотри́въ ѻ҆чи́ма, и҆з̾ тебѐ и҆зы́ти і҆и҃левꙋ провозглаша́ше ст҃о́мꙋ, во сп҃се́нїе на́ше и҆ ѡ҆бновле́нїе.
With the grace of thy blessedness, O Lady, having been vouchsafed by the prophetical and clear-sighted Avvakum, with thine eyes, proclaim to us Jesus Christ, for our salvation and renewal.
Кто̀ се́й сп҃съ и҆́же и҆з̾ є҆дѡ́ма и҆сходѧ̀, вѣне́цъ носѧ̀ терно́венъ, ѡ҆червле́ннꙋ ри́зꙋ и҆мы́й, на дре́вѣ ви́сѧ; і҆и҃левъ є҆́сть се́й ст҃ы́й, во сп҃се́нїе на́ше и҆ ѡ҆бновле́нїе.
Who is this Saviour who, having gone forth from the tomb, bears a crown of thorns upon His head, wearing a purple robe, hanging on the wood; He is indeed holy, for our salvation and for our renewal.
Ви́дите лю́дїе непокори́вїи, и҆ ᲂу҆стыди́тесѧ: є҆го́же бо ꙗ҆́кѡ ѕлодѣ́ѧ вы̀ вознестѝ на крⷭ҇тъ ᲂу҆ пїла́та и҆спроси́сте ᲂу҆мовре́днѣ, сме́рти разрꙋши́въ си́лꙋ, бг҃олѣ́пнѡ воскр҃съ и҆з̾ гро́ба.
Behold the people disobedient and ashamed: for his sake ye lifted up on the cross at the hands of Pilate and implored death, breaking the strength thereof; and gloriously rising from the grave, O Lord, Thou wast manifested in mercy.
Бг҃оро́диченъ:
The Theotokos:
Дре́во тѧ̀ дв҃о жи́зни вѣ́мы: не бо̀ снѣ́ди пло́дъ смертоно́сный человѣ́кѡмъ и҆з̾ тебѐ прозѧбѐ, но живота̀ присносꙋ́щнагѡ наслажде́нїе, во сп҃се́нїе на́съ пою́щихъ тѧ̀.
The tree of life and wisdom: for its fruit is not death-bearing to men from thee we have eaten, but the enjoyment of life present for those who sing to thee in salvation.
И҆́нъ І҆рмо́съ: Же́злъ и҆з̾ ко́рене і҆ессе́ова:
And Irmos: The Rod from the Root of Jesse:
Кто̀ се́й красе́нъ и҆з̾ є҆дѡ́ма, и҆ сегѡ̀ ѡ҆червле́нїе ри́зное, ѿ вїногра́да восо́рска, красе́нъ ꙗ҆́кѡ бг҃ъ, ꙗ҆́кѡ человѣ́къ же, кро́вїю пло́ти ри́зꙋ ѡ҆червле́нꙋ носѧ̀; є҆мꙋ́же пое́мъ вѣ́рнїи: сла́ва си́лѣ твое́й гдⷭ҇и.
Who is this adorned with the winepress, and hath the varied hue of the vine? Adorned as is God, adorned as is man, by the blood of his flesh turned pale; to him we sing: Glory be to thy power, O Lord.
Хрⷭ҇то́съ бꙋ́дꙋщихъ бла̑гъ ꙗ҆́вльсѧ а҆рхїере́й, грѣ́хъ на́шъ разори́лъ є҆́сть: и҆ показа́въ стра́ненъ пꙋ́ть свое́ю кро́вїю, въ лꙋ́чшꙋю и҆ соверше́ннѣйшꙋю вни́де ски́нїю, прⷣте́ча на́шъ во ст҃а̑ѧ.
Jesus Christ hath made the sinner's way to be blameworthy, having by His own blood revealed sin: and showing a strange path, He entered in with a more excellent and perfect covering, passing through our nature.
Бг҃оро́диченъ:
The Theotokos:
Є҆́ѵинъ дре́внїй до́лгъ и҆спроси́ла є҆сѝ всепѣ́таѧ ᲂу҆ и҆́же на́съ ра́ди ꙗ҆́вльшагѡсѧ но́вагѡ а҆да́ма. соедини́въ бо себѣ̀ чи́стымъ зача́тїемъ пло́ть ᲂу҆́мнꙋю, ѡ҆дꙋшевле́ннꙋю, и҆з̾ тебѐ произы́де хрⷭ҇то́съ, є҆ди́нъ во ѻ҆бою̀ гдⷭ҇ь.
Ancient debt thou hast besought, O All-Pure Virgin, for us, that through the greater grace of the new Adam. Having united thyself with the pure conception of a wise and quickened flesh from Thee, Jesus Christ was born, One in Thy womb, O Lady.
И҆́нъ І҆рмо́съ: Го́рꙋ тѧ̀ бл҃года́тїю:
And Irmos: By Thy Holy Spirit:
Слы́ши чꙋде́съ нб҃о, и҆ внꙋша́й землѐ, ꙗ҆́кѡ дщѝ пе́рстнагѡ ᲂу҆́бѡ па́дшагѡ а҆да́ма, бг҃ꙋ нарече́на бы́сть, и҆ своемꙋ̀ содѣ́телю роди́тельница, на сп҃се́нїе на́ше и҆ ѡ҆бновле́нїе.
Hast heard the wonders of heaven, and didst imbue the earth, O Lord, by the finger of Thy power, Adam's fall was overcome; and Thou wast called the Mother of Thy Son, and Saviour of our race, for our salvation and renewal.
Пое́мъ вели́кое и҆ стра́шное твоѐ та́инство, преме́рныхъ бо ᲂу҆таи́всѧ чинонача́лїй, на тѧ̀ и҆́же сы́й сни́де ꙗ҆́кѡ до́ждь на рꙋно̀, всепѣ́таѧ, на сп҃се́нїе на́съ пою́щихъ тѧ̀.
We sing thy great and fearful mystery, O Lord, for the most honorable angels have bowed their ranks, having descended as it were with a rain upon the rusno, singing to thee those who are singing our salvation.
Ст҃ы́хъ ст҃а́ѧ бцⷣе всепѣ́таѧ, ча́ѧнїе ꙗ҆зы́кѡвъ, и҆ сп҃се́нїе вѣ́рныхъ, и҆з̾ тебѐ возсїѧ̀ и҆зба́витель и҆ жизнода́вецъ, и҆ гдⷭ҇ь: є҆го́же молѝ, сп҃сти́сѧ рабѡ́мъ твои̑мъ.
Hallowed be Thy name, O All-praising Theotokos, and the peace of the faithful, and to Thee we pray as our Deliverer and Life-giver, O Lord: pray for us unto Him.