I think about the terrible day and weep for the deeds of my evil ones: / how will I answer the Immortal King, / or with what boldness will I look at the Judge, you prodigal one? / Compassionate Father, Only Begotten Son and Holy Soul, have mercy on me.
I think about the terrible day / and mourn my evil deeds. / How will I give an answer to the Immortal King? / Or how dare I, the prodigal, look at the Judge? / Merciful Father, Only Begotten Son / and the Holy Spirit, have mercy on me!
Glory, even now, to the Mother of God:
Glory, even now, to the Mother of God:
Bound now by many captives of sins/ and held by fierce passions and troubles,/ I resort to You, my salvation, and cry out:/ help me, O Virgin, Mother of God.
Now, bound by many bonds of sins/ and oppressed by fierce suffering and troubles,/ I resort to You, my salvation, and cry out:/ “Help me, Virgin, Mother of God!”