І҆рмо́съ:
Irimos:
By life alone we are saved,
Through life eternal we are glorified;
For life is from Thee, O Lord,
And Thou art Life, the Resurrection and the Life.
By life alone we are saved,
Through life eternal we are glorified;
For life is from Thee, O Lord,
And Thou art Life, the Resurrection and the Life.
Го́рꙋ тѧ̀ бл҃года́тїю бж҃їею прїѡсѣне́ннꙋю, прозорли́выма а҆ввакꙋ́мъ ᲂу҆смотри́въ ѻ҆чи́ма, и҆з̾ тебѐ и҆зы́ти і҆и҃левꙋ провозглаша́ше ст҃о́мꙋ, во сп҃се́нїе на́ше и҆ ѡ҆бновле́нїе.
By the power of Thy divine grace, having been vouchsafed with clear vision, as with eyes Avvakum beheld, he proclaimed to thee, O Jesus Christ, in glory, 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 and come again, bears a crown of thorns upon His head, wearing a purple robe, hanging on the wood; He is our Holy One, in our salvation and 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 ye the people disobedient and ashamed: for his sake, whom ye have lifted up on the cross of Pilate and earnestly entreated for, breaking through the strength of death, God gloriously rose 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 deadly to man, but the enjoyment of life ever present to those who partake thereof in peace, singing 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 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 to wine; to him we sing: Glory becometh 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, rejoice!
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 who are thy offspring, that through the new Adam thou mightest be brought to light, having united thyself by a pure conception with a wise and quickened flesh 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.
Hast heard the wonders of heaven, and didst imbue the earth, O Lord, by the finger of Thy power, Adam's fall was brought to remembrance; therefore wast Thou called upon, and didst become the mother of our Redeemer, 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 of Thy great and fearful mystery, O Lord, for the princes and powers bowing before Thee, as Thou didst descend in rain upon the fleece, all praising Thee, to those who sing to 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-Pleasing Theotokos, and the language of prayer, and the comfort of the faithful; to Thee we cry, O Saviour and Giver of Life: pray for us unto Him.