You are like a merchant looking for good beads, gloriously powerful Vladimir, sitting at the height of the table, the mother of cities, God-saved Kiev; testing and sending to the Royal City to bring the Orthodox faith, you found priceless pearls, Christ, who chose you like the second Paul, and shook off blindness into the holy a spiritual and physical font. At the same time, we celebrate your success, your people: pray for the salvation of your Russian ruler and the multitude of those who rule.