Irmos: It is impossible for man to see God; the Angels do not dare to look at the Worthless One; By You, O All-Pure One, the Word Incarnate appeared as a man, and we magnify Him, with the heavenly howls we please You.
I resort to You, Jesus Son of God, for my sake, the accursed one, having assumed the form of a slave: through the intercession of Your bodiless Ones, have mercy on me.
I fall before You, my Savior, through the prayers of Your Forerunner and all Your prophets and forefathers, have mercy on me.
I sigh to You, Lover of mankind, sinners have one refuge and hope, Savior of all, through the prayers of Your disciples, You, Who preached the Savior to us, have mercy on me.
I lift up my hand to You, having suffered for sinners, Son of God, through the prayers of Your martyrs, I poured out my blood for You, have mercy on me.
Glory to the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit.
I am not worthy to look up and see the heights of heaven from the multitude of my iniquities; I am covered with many iron snakes, in which I cannot raise my head. But, O Compassionate Lord, show me all Your goodness and save the unworthy being and have mercy on me through the prayers of Your saints.
And now and ever and unto ages of ages. Amen.
For Thy goodness to be born of the Most Holy Virgin and to live on earth among men, O Word of God, through the intercession of all Thy saints, who have pleased Thee from eternity, have mercy on me.
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