Въ сꙋббѡ́тꙋ ве́чера, на ма́лѣй вече́рни, на Гдⷭ҇и воззва́хъ, стїхи̑ры воскре́сны ѻ҆смогла́сника.
On the Sabbath evening, at the Little Evening, to the Lord I cried out, with hexameter stichs of the Resurrection.
Чⷭ҇тны́мъ твои́мъ крⷭ҇то́мъ хрⷭ҇тѐ, дїа́вола посрами́лъ є҆сѝ, и҆ воскрⷭ҇нїемъ твои́мъ жа́ло грѣхо́вное притꙋпи́лъ є҆сѝ, и҆ сп҃слъ є҆си́ ны ѿ вра́тъ сме́ртныхъ: сла́вимъ тѧ̀ є҆диноро́дне.
By Thy holy Word, O Lord, Thou hast confounded the devil, and by Thy Resurrection Thou hast dulled the sharpness of sin, and hast delivered us from the gates of death: let us glorify Thee, O Only-Begotten.
Воскрⷭ҇нїе даѧ́й ро́дꙋ человѣ́ческомꙋ: ꙗ҆́кѡ ѻ҆вча̀ на заколе́нїе веде́сѧ: ᲂу҆страши́шасѧ сегѡ̀ кнѧ́зи а҆́дстїи, и҆ взѧ́шасѧ врата̀ плачє́внаѧ. вни́де бо цр҃ь сла́вы хрⷭ҇то́съ, глаго́лѧ сꙋ́щымъ во ᲂу҆́захъ, и҆зыди́те: и҆ сꙋ́щымъ во тьмѣ̀, ѿкры́йтесѧ.
Risen Thou, giving life to the human race:
Forasmuch as Thou dost bow down in prayer:
Thou hast frightened these kings of hell,
And didst take upon Thee the gates of weeping.
For lo, the King entereth with glory,
Saying unto them that are in bonds, Go forth:
And unto them that are in darkness, Open ye.
Ве́лїе чꙋ́до, неви́димыхъ содѣ́тель, за чл҃вѣколю́бїе пло́тїю пострада́въ, воскр҃се безсме́ртный. прїиди́те ѻ҆те́чєствїѧ ꙗ҆зы̑къ, томꙋ̀ поклони́мсѧ: бл҃гоꙋтро́бїемъ бо є҆гѡ̀ ѿ пре́лести и҆зба́вльшесѧ, въ трїе́хъ ѵ҆поста́сѣхъ є҆ди́наго бг҃а пѣ́ти навыко́хомъ.
O Wonderworking, co-operating with the Invisible, having suffered in the flesh for love of man, Thou hast raised up the Immortal. Come, let us worship Thy grace: for by the blessedness of Thy spiritual deception Thou hast been delivered, and art wont to sing hymns in three Persons of One God.
Сла́ва, и҆ ны́нѣ, бг҃оро́диченъ:
Glory, and honour, now, to the Theotokos:
Бг҃олѣ́пнꙋю и҆ чⷭ҇тнꙋ́ю ѻ҆трокови́цꙋ почти́мъ, пречⷭ҇тнꙋ́ю херꙋві́мѡвъ: содѣ́тель бо всѣ́хъ вочл҃вѣ́читисѧ восхотѣ́вый, въ тꙋ́ю всели́сѧ неизрече́ннѡ. ѽ стра́нныхъ веще́й, и҆ пресла́вныхъ та́инствъ! кто̀ не ᲂу҆диви́тсѧ ѡ҆ се́мъ внꙋши́вый, ꙗ҆́кѡ бг҃ъ человѣ́къ быва́етъ, и҆ преложе́нїе въ не́мъ не бѣ̀; и҆ дв҃ства врата̀ про́йде, и҆ ᲂу҆мале́нїе въ не́мъ не ѡ҆ста́висѧ, ꙗ҆́коже прⷪ҇ро́къ глаго́летъ: человѣ́къ сїѧ̑ не про́йдетъ когда̀, то́кмѡ є҆ди́нъ гдⷭ҇ь бг҃ъ і҆и҃левъ, и҆мѣ́ѧй ве́лїю млⷭ҇ть.
Most merciful and gracious Virgin Maiden, most pre-eminent of cherubim: thou hast consented to be the associate of all, desiring to dwell in thee unspeakably. O strange things, and glorious mysteries! Who shall not wonder at that which is inspired, for man becomes God, and the transformation within him is not; and he passeth through the gates of death, and diminishment doth not cease within him, as the prophecy saith: Man shall not pass thus when once, but only the Lord Jesus Christ, having great mercy.