Irmos: Thou hast cast me away from Thy presence, O Light that never passeth, and an alien darkness has covered me, the accursed one, but turn me and guide my path to the light of Thy commandments, I pray.
Most Holy Theotokos, save us.
See, O Pure One, from the night the people of Thy flock maturing, Thy icon of the God-praising situation, asking for the remission of sins, and the correction of life, and the Divine glory of communion: not cast us away from Thy presence, O Light of the Never-Departing Mother.
Most Holy Theotokos, save us.
With all their souls and thoughts in Your flock, everyone rejoices, psalms, and spiritual songs, and Divine singing venerate Your icon, asking for forgiveness of sins and salvation of souls. You, the healing of our being, give all this to the Lady of the Bride of God.
Glory: Thy Church, O Virgin, like another paradise has now appeared, like the tree of life having an icon of Thy beauty, even as we all diligently kiss with reverence and love, we cry: Lady, give us peace, Lady, gain us, for you have no other consolation.
And now: the sweet Ty River and the stream of satiation, the manna from Heaven, the abundance and grace that ever flows in Your abode, those living who have acquired, sing Your Nativity, O Youth.