І҆рмо́съ:
O Soul/Spirit, being led captive by the adversary, groan in compunction and tenderness of heart, for thou art created for life eternal and dost not abide in death. For though thou hast been deceived by spiritual delusion, yet thou art called to the knowledge of the truth. Therefore, let us pray with humility and contrition of spirit, that we may be delivered from the snares of deceit and be made partakers of the divine glory.
Го́рꙋ тѧ̀ бл҃года́тїю бж҃їею прїѡсѣне́ннꙋю, прозорли́выма а҆ввакꙋ́мъ ᲂу҆смотри́въ ѻ҆чи́ма, и҆з̾ тебѐ и҆зы́ти і҆и҃левꙋ провозглаша́ше ст҃о́мꙋ, во сп҃се́нїе на́ше и҆ ѡ҆бновле́нїе.
By the grace of God, blessed Avvakum with his prophetic eyes beholding with understanding, proclaimed to thee, O Jesus Christ, in glory, for our consolation 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 and come back, bears a crown of thorns on His head, wearing a purple robe, hanging upon the wood; He is our Holy One, in salvation for us and in 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 the wood of the gallows, and by thyself hast broken its power, O God-loving One, and in thy God-love wast raised from the grave.
Бг҃оро́диченъ:
O 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 deathly to man, but the enjoyment of life ever present, in the bliss of those who sing to thee.
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, O Thou adorned with the beauty of life, and painted with various hues as from the vineyards, art adorned like God, like man, thy flesh turned red with blood; 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 forgiveness of our sins to abound exceedingly: and having shown a strange way by His own blood, He entered into the better and more perfect tabernacle, passing through our flesh.
Бг҃оро́диченъ:
O 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-compassionate Virgin, for us, that through the greater mercy of the new Adam. Having united thyself with a pure conception, O pure and quickened body, from thee sprang Jesus Christ, one in essence with Thee.
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.
Hear the wonders of heaven, and let the earth be filled, as with the fingers of Thy hand, O God, was it called upon by the Spirit, and in her own self became the helper of her offspring, 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 princes and archangels themselves venerate thee, whereon thou didst descend as rain upon the fleece, all-compassionate, for the salvation of those who sing thee.
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 cry: deliver us, Saviour and Giver of life, O Lord: pray for us.