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І҆рмо́съ:

Тебѐ ᲂу҆́мнꙋю бцⷣе, пе́щь разсмотрѧ́емъ вѣ́рнїи: ꙗ҆́коже бо ѻ҆́троки сп҃сѐ трѝ превозноси́мый, мі́ръ ѡ҆бновѝ во чре́вѣ твое́мъ всецѣ́лъ, хва́льный ѻ҆тцє́въ бг҃ъ, и҆ препросла́вленъ.
Thee we magnify, O Theotokos, and with hymns we reverently contemplate: Even as the children magnified the Triune, He Who is exalted above all, renewing the world in Thy womb whole and glorious, the Praiseworthy Father of God, and highly glorified.

Оу҆боѧ́сѧ землѧ̀, сокры́сѧ со́лнце, и҆ поме́рче свѣ́тъ, раздра́сѧ цр҃ко́внаѧ бж҃е́ственнаѧ завѣ́са, ка́менїе же разсѣ́десѧ: на крⷭ҇тѣ́ бо ви́ситъ првⷣный, хва́льный ѻ҆тцє́въ бг҃ъ, и҆ препросла́вленъ.
Ouboyasę zemlja, sokrysya solnce, i pomertse svet, razdrasya tsrkova byvestvenna zavesa, kamenyeже resedesya: na krtyte bo visit prvyotny, khvalny otcev bog, i preproslavljen.

Ты̀ бы́въ а҆́ки безпомо́щенъ, и҆ ᲂу҆ѧ́звенъ въ ме́ртвыхъ во́лею на́съ ра́ди превозноси́мый, всѧ̑ свободи́лъ є҆сѝ, и҆ держа́вною рꙋко́ю совоскр҃си́лъ є҆сѝ, хва́льный ѻ҆тцє́въ бг҃ъ, и҆ препросла́вленъ.
Thou hast been as one without help, and wast invoked among the dead by our will for Thy sake, being lifted up on high, Thou freedest all, and with Thy mighty hand didst raise Thee up, O glorious Father God, and highly praised.

Бг҃оро́диченъ:
O Theotokos,

Ра́дꙋйсѧ, и҆сто́чниче присноживы́ѧ воды̀. ра́дꙋйсѧ, раю̀ пи́щный. ра́дꙋйсѧ, стѣно̀ вѣ́рныхъ. ра́дꙋйсѧ неискꙋсобра́чнаѧ. ра́дꙋйсѧ всемі́рнаѧ ра́досте, є҆́юже на́мъ возсїѧ̀ хва́льный ѻ҆тцє́въ бг҃ъ и҆ препросла́вленъ.
Rejoice, fount of waters ever-flowing.
Rejoice, paradise of food.
Rejoice, wall of faithful ones.
Rejoice, unassailable.
Rejoice, world-wide joy, by which our glorious Father God and greatly praised has come to us.

И҆́нъ І҆рмо́съ: Ѻ҆́троцы бл҃гоче́стїю:
And Irmos: Morning's Holiness:

Дре́вле ᲂу҆́бѡ проклѧта̀ бы́сть землѧ̀ а҆́велевою ѡ҆червлени́вшисѧ кро́вїю, братоꙋбі́йственною рꙋко́ю: бг҃ото́чною же твое́ю кро́вїю бл҃гослови́сѧ ѡ҆кропле́на, и҆ взыгра́ющи вопїе́тъ: ѻ҆тцє́въ бж҃е, бл҃гослове́нъ є҆сѝ.
Of old was the land defiled with blood, crimsoned by fratricidal hands: but with Thy precious blood Thou hast been sprinkled and hast cried out: Father God, blessed art Thou.

Да рыда́ютъ і҆ꙋде́йстїи бг҃опроти́внїи лю́дїе, де́рзости ᲂу҆бїе́нїѧ хрⷭ҇то́ва: ꙗ҆зы́цы же да веселѧ́тсѧ, и҆ рꙋка́ми да воспле́щꙋтъ, и҆ вопїю́тъ: ѻ҆тцє́въ бж҃е бл҃гослове́нъ є҆сѝ.
Let the Jews who are hostile to Christ weep for their boldness in crucifying Him: but let those who rejoice lift up their hands and cry out: Blessed be the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit.

Сѐ мѷроно́сицамъ ѡ҆блиста́ѧй, вопїѧ́ше а҆́гг҃лъ: воскрⷭ҇нїѧ хрⷭ҇то́ва прїиди́те и҆ ви́дите зна́мєнїѧ, плащани́цꙋ и҆ гро́бъ, и҆ возопі́йте: ѻ҆тцє́въ бж҃е бл҃гослове́нъ є҆сѝ.
All ye that bear the burden of sorrow, let an angel cry aloud: Arise, O Jesus Christ, and come and see the tokens, the linen cloth and the sepulcher, and cry out: Blessed art Thou, O Father.
Kanoni Bogorodichenząd
И҆́нъ І҆рмо́съ: Тебѐ ᲂу҆́мнꙋю:
And Irmos: I beseech Thee:

Тѧ̀ бцⷣе лѣ́ствицꙋ і҆а́кѡвъ прⷪ҇ро́чески разꙋмѣва́етъ: тобо́ю бо превозноси́мый на землѝ ꙗ҆ви́сѧ, и҆ съ человѣ́ки поживѐ, ꙗ҆́кѡ бл҃говолѝ, хва́льный ѻ҆тцє́въ бг҃ъ и҆ препросла́вленъ.
Thou, O Theotokos, the ladder of Jacob, spiritually understanding: by thee being exalted upon the earth, we live, and glorify the blissful Father God, and are highly praised.

Ра́дꙋйсѧ чⷭ҇таѧ, и҆з̾ тебѐ про́йде па́стырь, и҆́же во а҆да́мовꙋ ко́жꙋ ѡ҆бо́лксѧ вои́стиннꙋ, превозноси́мый, во всего́ мѧ человѣ́ка, за бл҃гоꙋтро́бїе непости́жное: хва́льный ѻ҆тцє́въ бг҃ъ и҆ препросла́вленъ.
Rejoicing in reading, and thou, Pastor, who wast crucified for man's sake upon the true wood, exalted above all mankind for His ineffable womb-birth: glory to Thy Father God, and greatly to be praised.

Но́вый а҆да́мъ ѿ чи́стыхъ крове́й твои́хъ превѣ́чный бг҃ъ бы́сть вои́стиннꙋ, є҆го́же ны́нѣ молѝ, ѡ҆бетша́вшаго мѧ̀ ѡ҆бнови́ти зовꙋ́ща: хва́льный ѻ҆тцє́въ бг҃ъ и҆ препросла́вленъ.
But the New Adam, O Ever-Blessed God, from thy pure blood thou hast become eternal verily; wherefore now pray for me, who hath besought thee, calling upon thee to renew: Glory be to thy Father and greatly to be praised.

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