Chorus: Irmos: I have sinned, I have sinned, I have acted unrighteously before You, I am inferior to the observant, inferior to the creator, as You commanded us; but do not betray us to the end, Fathers God.
Chorus: Have mercy on me, God, have mercy on me. (for each troparion)
I have sinned, lawlessly,/ and rejected Your commandment,/ as if I have committed sins/ and have applied scabs to my own wounds:/ but have mercy on me,// For the Good-hearted God of the Fathers.
The secret of my heart/ I confess to You, my Judge,/ see my humility,/ see my sorrow,/ and listen to my judgment today,/ and have mercy on me, as you are Compassionate,// fathers God.
Saul sometimes, as if he had destroyed his father’s soul, the donkey’s soul,/ suddenly you would gain the kingdom to serve,/ but beware, do not forget to yourself,/ your bestial lusts// are desiring more than the Kingdom of Christ.
David is sometimes the Father of God, / even though my soul had sinned, / he was shot with an arrow through adultery, / he was captured by a spear, he was captured by murder by languor, / but you yourself dealt with the heaviest deeds you are ill, // with self-indulgent aspirations.
For David sometimes brought together iniquity:/ having dissolved fornication through murder,/ showing deep repentance:/ but you yourself, the most crafty soul, have done this,// without repenting to God.
David sometimes imagines,/ having copied a song on an icon,/ denouncing what he did, calling out:/ have mercy on me. For you alone have all sinned, God, // cleanse me yourself.
The ark, as if carried on a chariot,/ 3an this,/ when I turn into a calf,/ touches the point, I am tempted by the wrath of God:/ but having fled that boldness,// honor the Divine more honestly.
You heard Absalom,/ how did you rise up in nature?/ You knew his evil deeds,/ you desecrated the bed of David your father,/ but you imitated him passionately// and lustful desire.
Thou hast subdued thy unworkable dignity to thy body:/ other than Ahithophel, having found an enemy, O soul,/ thou didst descend with this advice,/ but this scattering is Christ Himself,// and you in every way be saved.
Wonderful Solomon,/ and filled with the grace of wisdom,/ having sometimes created this evil thing before God,/ depart from Him:/ to whom you are cursed by your life, your soul// you have become like.
Desecrated by the lures of my passions, / woe is me, the healer of wisdom, / the healer of prodigal women, and strange from God: / whom you imitated in your mind about the soul! / / With voluptuousness nasty.
You were jealous of Rehoboam/ who did not listen to the father’s advice,/ and also of your wicked servant Jeroboam, the former apostate soul,/ but avoid imitation, and call to God // those who have sinned, be generous me.
You are jealous of Ahaav’s filthiness, my soul, woe is me, you were the abode of carnal filth, and the vessel was disgraced by passions, but from your depths sigh, and you told your sins to God yours.
Elijah sometimes fell upon two/ fifty Jezebels,/ when he destroyed the cold prophets,/ in the reproof of Ahaab,/ but avoid imitating two souls,// and be strengthened.
Heaven is closed to your soul,/ and the hunger of God comprehends you:/ when Elijah the Tishbite was like Ahaab,/ sometimes you did not submit to words,/ but you became like Saraphia,// nourish your prophesying soul.
Manasseh collected your sins by will,/ setting them up as abominations of passion,/ and multiplying the soul’s indignation,/ but those who are jealous of repentance are warm,// gain tenderness.
I fall down to Thee,/ and bring to You, like my tears:/ I have sinned, as the harlot has not sinned,/ and I am lawless, as there is no one else on earth,/ but have mercy, O Master, creation. Yours, // and call me.
I have buried Your image, / and I have corrupted Your commandment, / all goodness has been darkened, / and quenched by passions, O Savior, O light, / but having spared my reward, / as David sings, joy.
Turn, repent, open the hidden, / say to God who knows everything: / You weigh my secret, O Savior alone, / but have mercy on me, as David sings // according to Your mercy.
My days have passed away, like the sleep of one who rises:/ even as Hezekiah climbs down on my bed,/ I will be kissed in the summer of my life./ But which Isaiah will appear to your soul,/ if not the God of all?
Chorus: Reverend Mother Mary, pray to God for us.
Mary: Having cried out to the Most Pure Mother of God, / you first rejected the fury of passions, / the need for cold, / and you put to shame your enemy, / but give now help from sorrow, // and to me, your servant.
Chorus: Reverend Mother Mary, pray to God for us.
Mary: Whom thou didst love, Whom thou didst desire,/ For whose sake thou didst wear out the flesh,/ pray now to Christ for the servants:/ for having been merciful to all of us,/ a state of peace grants // to those who worship Him.
Chorus: Reverend Father Andrew, pray to God for us.
Andrei: On the rock of faith/ strengthen me with your prayers, father,/ protecting me with the fear of the Divine,/ and repentance Andrei, grant me, I pray to you,/ and deliver me from the network of enemies// looking for me.
Glory to the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit.
Trinity: The Trinity is simple, indivisible,/ consubstantial, and the Nature is one,/ Light, and Light, and three Holy, and one Holy/ God the Trinity is sung:/ but sing glorify, Life and Lives, soul, // all God.
And now and ever and unto ages of ages. Amen.
Theotokos: We sing to Thee, let us bless Thee, / we worship Thee, Mother of God, / as the indivisible Trinity gave birth to the one Christ God / and you Herself opened to us // to those who are on heavenly earth.