To the blessed and luminous triumph, like the rising sun, of Peter and Fevronia, throughout the world, let us come to them, faithful ones, and unceasingly cry out to our mother: earth, glory, but you will not leave us, and there the angels of the Trinity stand, and pray to save our souls.
Glory: and now the Word of the Father, Christ our God, from You became incarnate, by knowledge, the Virgin Mother of God, one Pure, one Blessed. Thus we continually magnify You, praising.