Choir: Irmos: His armies of Heaven glorify, / and the Cherubim and Seraphim tremble, / every breath and creature, / sing, bless, / and exalt to all ages.
Chorus: Have mercy on me, God, have mercy on me. (for each troparion)
Having sinned, O Savior, have mercy, / raise my mind to conversion, / accept me, who repent, and show mercy when I cry: / You who have sinned, save, / / those who have sinned, have mercy on me.
The charioteer Elijah, / entered the chariot of virtues, / as if into heaven, sometimes carrying more than earthly things: // therefore, my soul, think about the ascent.
The stream of the Jordan flows first, the mercy of Elisha/ Elisha, a hundred here and here:/ but you, O my soul, have not partaken of grace// for intemperance.
Elisha sometimes receives Elisha’s mercy,/ receives greater grace from God:/ but you, O my soul, have not partaken of grace// for intemperance.
Somanitis sometimes/ established the righteous, about the soul, good morals:/ you did not bring you into the house,/ neither a stranger, nor a traveler.// Meanwhile the palace burst out, weeping.
Gehazi was imitated by the accursed one/ a bad mind is always in the soul,/ whose love of money is now put aside until old age:/ flee the fire of hell,// having retreated from your evil ones.
You are jealous of Uzziah’s soul, / you have acquired this leprosy in yourself: / you have thought without place, but you have acted lawlessly: / leave them alone, / and those who are leading to repentance.
The souls of the Ninevites heard you / repenting to God, with sackcloth and ashes, / these you did not imitate, but you appeared, most evil of all, / / before the law, and according to the law of those who sinned.
In the ditch of Blata you heard Jeremiah’s soul,/ the city of Zion crying out with sobs,/ and seeking tears,// imitate this pitiful life and be saved.
Jonah will flee to Tarshish,/ having foreseen the conversion of the Ninevites,/ knowing that he is a prophet of God's compassion:/ even more jealous// the prophecy cannot be lied to.
In the ditch you heard of Daniel,/ how you stopped your mouth, about the soul of the beasts:/ you heard, like the youths about Azariah,// you extinguished the burning fire of the furnace with faith.
All the Old Testament / brought to your soul, / imitate the righteous, God-loving deeds, / / avoid the pack of evil sins.
Have mercy on the justice of the Savior, / and deliver me from fire, punishment, / even I am to endure righteously in judgment: / weaken me before the end, / / through virtue and repentance.
Like a robber I cry to You: remember me./ Like Peter I cry to the mountaineer:/ Weaken me Savior. 3 I say like a publican:/ I cry like a harlot./ Accept my weeping,// like the Canaanite sometimes.
Festering, Savior, heal/ my humble soul: I am the only Physician,/ apply a plaster to me, and oil and wine, works of repentance,// tenderness with tears.
Canaanite and I imitate,/ have mercy on me, I cry, O Son of David:/ I touch the hem of the robe, like one that bleeds // I cry, like Martha and Mary over Lazarus.
The tearful glass of the Savior, / like the ointment that drains the head, / I call Thee, like a harlot seeking mercy, / I bring a prayer, / / and I ask you to accept your abandonment.
And no one else, even as I have sinned against You, / but accept me both, O Compassionate Savior, / repenting with fear, and calling out to love: / I have sinned to You alone, / / have mercy on me Merciful.
Spare Thy Savior creation,/ and seek as the Shepherd the lost,/ before the erring one was snatched from the wolf,/ make me a sheep// to pasture Your sheep.
When the Judge sat down as if He were Compassionate, / and showed the terrible glory of Your Savior: / oh, what fear then! The burning furnace, // to all who fear Your unbearable judgment.
Chorus: Reverend Mother Mary, pray to God for us.
Mary: Light of the never-setting Mother, having enlightened you,/ from the darkening of passions./ Moreover, having entered into spiritual grace,/ enlightened Mary,// who truly praises you.
Chorus: Reverend Mother Mary, pray to God for us.
Mary: Having seen a new miracle, the truly divine mother Zosima in you was terrified:/ the angel was seen in the flesh,/ and everything was filled with horror,// Christ girded forever.
Chorus: Reverend Father Andrew, pray to God for us.
Andrei: As I have boldness in the Lord, / Andrei of Crete, honest praise, / I pray, praying for permission from the bonds of lawlessness, / now find me through your prayers, / as a teacher of repentance, / and glory to the saints.
Let us bless the Father, and the Son, and the Holy Spirit, the Lord.
Trinity: Father without beginning, Son without beginning,/ Good Comforter, Right Soul:/ Words of God to the Parent,/ Father without meaning to the Word,/ Living and Creator of the Soul,// Trinity Unit, have mercy on me.
And now and ever and unto ages of ages. Amen.
Theotokos: As from the conversion of the scarlet, the Most Pure One,/ the intelligent scarlet of Immanuel,/ the flesh was consumed within in Thy womb./ Moreover, the Mother of God// we truly honor Thee.