Въ сꙋббѡ́тꙋ на вели́цѣй вече́рни, на Гдⷭ҇и воззва́хъ, стїхи̑ры воскре́сны.
On the Sabbath at the Great Vespers, to the Lord I cried out, stichera 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 raised us from the gates of death: we 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:
Because Thou didst teach on thy knees:
Thou didst terrify these kings of hell, and didst take upon thee the gates of weeping.
For entering in, O King, into the glory of Jesus Christ,
Thou dost speak to them that are in bonds, saying: Go forth;
And to them that are in darkness, Thou openest.
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 Thy grace: for by the grace of the delusion thou didst deliver thyself, and being skilled in the three Persons of One God to sing.
И҆́ны стїхи̑ры а҆натѡ́лїевы, гла́съ то́йже.
And these stichera of the Annoyatlivye, of the same tone.
Вече́рнее поклоне́нїе прино́симъ тебѣ̀ невече́рнемꙋ свѣ́тꙋ, на коне́цъ вѣкѡ́въ, ꙗ҆́кѡ въ зерца́лѣ пло́тїю возсїѧ́вшемꙋ мі́рови, и҆ да́же до а҆́да низше́дшемꙋ, и҆ та́мѡ сꙋ́щꙋю тьмꙋ̀ разрꙋши́вшемꙋ, и҆ свѣ́тъ воскрⷭ҇нїѧ ꙗ҆зы́кѡмъ показа́вшемꙋ: свѣтода́вче гдⷭ҇и сла́ва тебѣ̀.
Evening prayer we offer thee, O Unending Light, at the end of the ages, because in the mirror of the flesh Thou didst descend into the world, and even to hell beneath, there shattering the power of darkness, and by Thy resurrection revealing light: O Giver of Light, glory be to Thee.
Нача́льника сп҃се́нїѧ на́шегѡ, хрⷭ҇та̀ славосло́вимъ: томꙋ́ бо и҆з̾ ме́ртвыхъ воскрⷭ҇шꙋ, мі́ръ ѡ҆ пре́лести сп҃се́нъ бы́сть. ра́дꙋетсѧ ли́къ а҆́гг҃льскїй, бѣ́гаетъ де́монѡвъ пре́лесть, а҆да́мъ пады́й воста̀, дїа́волъ ᲂу҆праздни́сѧ.
Begging of the Prince of Peace our Lord Jesus Christ: for by Him death was overcome, and the world deceived by delusion was saved. The angelic host rejoices, the demons flee from deception, Adam rises up, the devil is put to shame.
И҆̀же ѿ кꙋстѡді́и наꙋче́ни быва́хꙋ ѿ беззакѡ́нникъ, покры́йте хрⷭ҇то́во воста́нїе, и҆ прїими́те сре́бреники, и҆ рцы́те ꙗ҆́кѡ на́мъ спѧ́щымъ, и҆з̾ гро́ба ᲂу҆кра́денъ бы́сть ме́ртвый. кто̀ ви́дѣ, кто̀ слы́ша, мертвеца̀ ᲂу҆кра́дена когда̀, па́че же пома́зана и҆ на́га, ѡ҆ста́вльша и҆ во гро́бѣ погреба̑льнаѧ своѧ̑; не прельща́йтесѧ і҆ꙋде́є, навы́кните рече́нїємъ прⷪ҇ро́чєскимъ, и҆ ᲂу҆разꙋмѣ́йте, ꙗ҆́кѡ то́й є҆́сть вои́стиннꙋ и҆зба́витель мі́ра, и҆ всеси́льный.
O Lord, who in custody was taught by the lawless, cover Thy Son's uprising, and receive the silverlings, and say to those sleeping: "He that is dead was stolen from the grave." Who hath seen, who hath heard, when the dead was stolen from the grave, more than anointing and nakedness, leaving behind in the grave a burial garment? Do not be deceived by the Jews; learn their sayings prophesied, and understand: "This is truly the Saviour of the world, this is almighty."
Гдⷭ҇и, а҆́дъ плѣни́вый, и҆ сме́рть попра́вый сп҃се на́шъ, просвѣти́вый мі́ръ крⷭ҇то́мъ чⷭ҇тны́мъ, поми́лꙋй на́съ.
O Lord, Thou who art the Plunderer of the prisoners and the Death that hast overcome, save us by Thy mercy, enlightening the world with Thy glorious light, have mercy on us.
Сла́ва, и҆ ны́нѣ, бг҃оро́диченъ:
Glory, and honour, now, to the Theotokos:
Въ чермнѣ́мъ мо́ри, неискꙋсобра́чныѧ невѣ́сты ѡ҆́бразъ написа́сѧ и҆ногда̀: та́мѡ мѡѷсе́й, раздѣли́тель воды̀: здѣ́ же гаврїи́лъ, слꙋжи́тель чꙋдесѐ. тогда̀ глꙋбинꙋ̀ ше́ствова немо́креннѡ і҆и҃ль: ны́нѣ же хрⷭ҇та̀ родѝ безсѣ́меннѡ дв҃а. мо́ре по проше́ствїи і҆и҃левѣ, пребы́сть непрохо́дно: непоро́чнаѧ по ржⷭ҇твѣ̀ є҆мманꙋ́илевѣ, пребы́сть нетлѣ́нна. сы́й, и҆ пре́жде сы́й, ꙗ҆вле́йсѧ ꙗ҆́кѡ чл҃вѣ́къ, бж҃е поми́лꙋй на́съ.
In the dark sea, unbridable brides, there was written a likeness sometimes: there Moses, divider of waters; here however, Gabriel, minister of wonders. Then in depths he journeyed immortal Ilia: now Jesus hath given birth without seed. The sea, after passing through Ilia, remained impassable: immaculate by circumcision Elizabeth, remained uncorrupted. Thou who art, and wast before, show us Thy face as a man, but have mercy on us.