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 hexameters of the Resurrection voice.
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 raised us from the gates of death: we glorify Thee, 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 lead in prayer:
Thou hast terrified these kings of hell,
And taken up the gates of weeping.
For entering into the King's glory,
Hast spoken to them that are in bonds,
Go forth: and to them that are in darkness, let it be opened.
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.
Blessed Wonder, co-worker of the invisible, having suffered in the flesh for man's love, hast risen immortal. Come, let us worship thee: by thy blessed womb thou didst deliver thyself from delusion, and being skilled in the three Persons of one God to sing.
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 honorable Cherubim: He who desired to be a partaker of all things, having entered within by an unutterable entrance. O strange and glorious mysteries! Who shall not wonder at Him who is made known in these things, for man becomes thereby transformed, and the change in him is not hidden; and he passes through the double gates, and diminishment in him does not cease, as the prophecy says: "Man shall not pass this when it has come to pass, but only God and His Only Begotten."