І҆рмо́съ:
O Soul/Spirit, in compunction of heart we cry to Thee:
unto Thee do we lift up our soul;
unto Thee do we pour out our prayer and supplication,
laying bare before Thee our sorrows and desires.
For Thou art the Lord our God, the One who healeth the brokenhearted
and poureth iniquity into the dust of the earth.
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 praised the Triune, who was exalted above all, Thou didst renew the world in Thy womb, O most glorious Father, and highly praised.
Оу҆боѧ́сѧ землѧ̀, сокры́сѧ со́лнце, и҆ поме́рче свѣ́тъ, раздра́сѧ цр҃ко́внаѧ бж҃е́ственнаѧ завѣ́са, ка́менїе же разсѣ́десѧ: на крⷭ҇тѣ́ бо ви́ситъ првⷣный, хва́льный ѻ҆тцє́въ бг҃ъ, и҆ препросла́вленъ.
Therefore the earth trembleth, the sun hideth itself, and the brightness thereof passeth away: for the church's veil is rent; and the stones are split asunder: for upon the cross hung the glorious Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, highly praised.
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 raised up freely, Thou didst set free 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 sustenance.
Rejoice, wall of faithful ones.
Rejoice, unassailable.
Rejoice, worldwide joy, by which our heavenly Father God and greatly glorified has brought us glory.
И҆́нъ І҆рмо́съ: Ѻ҆́троцы бл҃гоче́стїю:
And Irmos: Morning hymns with reverence:
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 Most High, 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 with shame for His crucifixion: but let those who rejoice, lift up their hands in joy and cry out: Blessed is He, O God, the Son.
Сѐ мѷроно́сицамъ ѡ҆блиста́ѧй, вопїѧ́ше а҆́гг҃лъ: воскрⷭ҇нїѧ хрⷭ҇то́ва прїиди́те и҆ ви́дите зна́мєнїѧ, плащани́цꙋ и҆ гро́бъ, и҆ возопі́йте: ѻ҆тцє́въ бж҃е бл҃гослове́нъ є҆сѝ.
Carrying all the burden of the world, O Comforter, we cry out as an angel: Arise, O Christ, and come and see the sign, the empty tomb and the graveclothes, and cry out: Blessed is the womb that bore Thee and the breasts that nursed Thee.
Богоородичный канон
И҆́нъ І҆рмо́съ: Тебѐ ᲂу҆́мнꙋю:
And I, Thee tenderly beseech:
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, by the prophetic understanding of Jacob's ladder, art uplifted on high and livest with men, because of Thy good will, thou glorious Father God and 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 in the skin of man, truly exalted, over 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 vowed to renew: glorious Father God and highly praised.