По а҃-мъ стїхосло́вїи, сѣда́льны воскрⷭ҇ны, гла́съ г҃:
By the sticheron of the sedalitai, the Gloria canteth, the tone is g:
Хрⷭ҇то́съ ѿ ме́ртвыхъ воста̀, нача́токъ ᲂу҆со́пшихъ: перворожде́нъ тва́ри, и҆ содѣ́тель всѣ́хъ бы́вшихъ, и҆стлѣ́вшее є҆стество̀ ро́да на́шегѡ въ себѣ̀ само́мъ ѡ҆бновѝ. не ктомꙋ̀ сме́рте ѡ҆блада́еши: и҆́бо всѣ́хъ влⷣка держа́вꙋ твою̀ разрꙋшѝ.
Jesus Christ, risen from the dead, beginning of those fallen asleep: firstborn of creation, and co-heir of all who have been, having transformed the nature of our race within itself by its own renewal. Thou dost not yield to any death: for thou didst shatter with thy power the dominion of death over all.
سُبْحَانَ الله
Пло́тїю сме́рти вкꙋси́въ гдⷭ҇и, го́ресть сме́рти пресѣ́клъ є҆сѝ воста́нїемъ твои́мъ, и҆ человѣ́ка на ню̀ ᲂу҆крѣпи́лъ є҆сѝ, пе́рвыѧ клѧ́твы ѡ҆долѣ́нїе призыва́ѧ: защи́тниче жи́зни на́шеѧ гдⷭ҇и, сла́ва тебѣ̀.
By the flesh of death we have tasted, O Lord, and by Thy resurrection Thou hast closed the bitterness of death; and with Thy might Thou didst strengthen man, calling forth the first curse upon idols: Defender of our life, glory to Thee.
И ны́нѣ, бг҃оро́диченъ:
And now, O Theotokos:
Красотѣ̀ дѣ́вства твоегѡ̀, и҆ пресвѣ́тлой чистотѣ̀ твое́й, гаврїи́лъ ᲂу҆диви́всѧ, вопїѧ́ше тѝ бцⷣе: кꙋ́ю тѝ похвалꙋ̀ принесꙋ̀ досто́йнꙋю; что́ же воз̾именꙋ́ю тѧ̀; недоꙋмѣва́ю и҆ ᲂу҆жаса́юсѧ. тѣ́мже ꙗ҆́кѡ повелѣ́нъ бы́хъ, вопїю́ ти: ра́дꙋйсѧ бл҃года́тнаѧ.
O Soul/Spirit of the pure Virgin, and her bright cleanness, Gabriel was amazed, exclaiming to Thee, O Theotokos: "With what shall I praise Thee worthy; what name shall I give Thee? I am astonished and terrified." Therefore, by Thy command, I say to Thee: Rejoice, full of grace.
По в҃-мъ стїхосло́вїи сѣда́льны, гла́съ г҃
According to the sedalny stichoslovi, the glas of God
Подо́бенъ: Красотѣ̀ двⷭ҇тва:
Like: Beauty of Majesty:
Неизмѣ́ннагѡ бж҃ества̀, и҆ во́льныѧ стра́сти твоеѧ̀ гдⷭ҇и, ᲂу҆жа́ссѧ а҆́дъ, въ себѣ̀ рыда́ше: трепе́щꙋ ꙾пло́ти нетлѣ́нныѧ ѵ҆поста́си꙾, ви́ждꙋ неви́димаго, та́йнѡ борю́ща мѧ̀. тѣ́мже и҆ и҆̀хже держꙋ̀, зовꙋ́тъ: сла́ва хрⷭ҇тѐ воскрⷭ҇нїю твоемꙋ̀.
Unchangeable of Godhead, and thy free passions, O Lord, within thee, did lament: trembling for the imperishable substance of apostasy, beholding the invisible, in secret striving against me. Wherefore they also hold and cry: Glory to Thee for Thy resurrection.
سُبْحَانَهُ:
Непостижи́мое распѧ́тїѧ, и҆ несказа́нное воста́нїѧ бг҃осло́вствꙋемъ вѣ́рнїи, та́инство неизрече́нное: дне́сь бо сме́рть и҆ а҆́дъ плѣни́сѧ, ро́дъ же человѣ́ческїй въ нетлѣ́нїе ѡ҆блече́сѧ. тѣ́мъ бл҃годарѧ́ще вопїе́мъ тѝ: сла́ва хрⷭ҇тѐ воста́нїю твоемꙋ̀.
Unsearchable is the Suffering, and unspeakable the Rising of God's Word, verily we confess this ineffable Mystery: for today Death and Hades are vanquished, and the human race clothed in incorruption. Wherefore with thanksgiving we cry to Thee: Glory be to Thy Resurrection, O Lord.
И ны́нѣ, бг҃оро́диченъ:
And now, O Theotokos:
Непостижи́маго и҆ неѡпи́саннаго, є҆диносꙋ́щнаго ѻ҆ц҃ꙋ̀ и҆ дх҃ови, во ᲂу҆тро́бꙋ твою̀ та́йнѡ вмѣсти́ла є҆сѝ бцⷣе, ꙾꙾є҆ди́но и҆ несмѣ́сно ѿ трⷪ҇цы бж҃ество̀: позна́хомъ ржⷭ҇тво̀ твоѐ꙾꙾ въ мі́рѣ сла́вити. тѣ́мже и҆ бл҃года́рственнѡ вопїе́мъ тѝ: ра́дꙋйсѧ бл҃года́тнаѧ.
Unsearchable and unwritten, of one Substance with Thee and the Spirit, in Thy womb Thou didst contain the Mystery singly and without mixture from the Holy Spirit's breath: we have known Thy chaste conception to glorify it in the world. Therefore, with thanksgiving we cry to Thee: Rejoice in Thy grace.
По непоро́чнахъ ѵ҆пакоѝ, гла́съ г҃:
By those undefiled lips, the Voice of God:
Оу҆дивлѧ́ѧ видѣ́нїемъ, ѡ҆роша́ѧ глаго́ланїи, блиста́ѧйсѧ а҆́гг҃лъ мѷроно́сицамъ глаго́лаше: что̀ жива́гѡ и҆́щете во гро́бѣ; воста̀ и҆стощи́вый гро́бы. тлѝ премѣни́телѧ разꙋмѣ́йте непремѣ́ннаго. рцы́те бг҃ови: ко́ль стра́шна дѣла̀ твоѧ̑, ꙗ҆́кѡ ро́дъ сп҃слъ є҆сѝ человѣ́ческїй!
Степє́нна, гла́съ г҃. А҆нтїфѡ́нъ а҃-й:
Stepénnna, glás God. Antiphón a-í:
Thou art Steadfast, O Gladsome Light.
Therefore let the whole earth shine with Thy glory,
And let all flesh praise Thee, O Holy One.
For Thou art Life, and without Thee no one liveth;
Thou art Always present in our hearts,
And suddenly we are filled with compunction of heart
When we remember Thee, O Stranger and Lord.
Thou art the Power and Authority of Thy Creation,
And the Spectacle thereof is a delusion to those who dwell in it.
O Creature of God, turn away from deceit and guile,
And seek the Mercy of Him Who is Ever merciful.
For Thou art Righteousness and Glory,
And Thou givest unto us the Life Eternal.
Thou art Grace and Humility,
And Thy Pity is upon all who call upon Thee in truth.
Плѣ́нъ сїѡ́нь ты̀ и҆з̾ѧ́лъ є҆сѝ ѿ вавѷлѡ́на: и҆ менѐ ѿ страсте́й къ животꙋ̀ привлецы̀ сло́ве.
Thou hast been captivated by the captivity and longing from Babylon: and Thou hast drawn me by the word unto life.
Въ ю҆́гъ сѣ́ющїи слеза́ми бж҃е́ственными, жнꙋ́тъ кла́сы ра́достїю присноживо́тїѧ.
In the south weeping with bitter tears, we reap classes of joy ever-living.
Сла́ва, и҆ ны́нѣ:
Glory, and now:
Ст҃о́мꙋ дх҃ꙋ всѧ́кое бл҃года́рїе, ꙗ҆́коже ѻ҆ц҃ꙋ̀ и҆ сн҃ꙋ соѡблиста́етъ, въ не́мже всѧ̑ живꙋ́тъ и҆ дви́жꙋтсѧ.
To the Most High Spirit, all thanksgiving, because both Father and Son glorify Him in whom all live and move.
А҆нтїфѡ́нъ в҃-й:
Antiphon 5:
А҆́ще не гдⷭ҇ь сози́ждетъ до́мъ добродѣ́телей, всꙋ́е трꙋжда́емсѧ: дꙋ́шꙋ же покрыва́ющꙋ, никто́же на́шъ разори́тъ гра́дъ.
Плода̀ чре́вна дх҃омъ сынотворе́ное тебѣ̀ хрⷭ҇тꙋ̀ ꙗ҆́коже и҆ ѻ҆ц҃ꙋ̀, ст҃і́и всегда̀ сꙋ́ть.
Fruit of the belly, O Spirit, created for Thee, as also for God the Father, always are they.
Сла́ва, и҆ ны́нѣ:
Glory, and now:
Ст҃ы́мъ дх҃омъ прозри́тсѧ всѧ́каѧ ст҃ы́нѧ, премꙋ́дрость: ѡ҆сꙋществꙋ́етъ бо всѧ́кꙋю тва́рь: томꙋ̀ послꙋ́жимъ, бг҃ъ бо, ꙗ҆́кѡ ѻ҆ц҃ꙋ́ же и҆ сло́вꙋ.
By the Spirit enlightened shall be every wise counsel: for He shall manifest every creature: to Him we shall minister, for God, because also by His Word and by His Son.
А҆нтїфѡ́нъ г҃-й:
Antiphon gá-ji:
Боѧ́щїисѧ гдⷭ҇а бл҃же́ни, въ пꙋтѝ ходѧ́ще за́повѣдей: снѣдѧ́тъ бо живо́тное всепло́дїе.
Blessed are ye, O Lord, drawing nigh, walking in the way of commandments: for they eat of every living creature.
Ѻ҆́крестъ трапе́зы твоеѧ̀ возвесели́сѧ, зрѧ̀ твоѧ̑ пастыренача́льниче и҆сча̑дїѧ, носѧ́ща вѣ̑тви бл҃годѣ́ланїѧ.
Thou hast rejoiced at the table of Thy cross, O Pastor and Chief Shepherd, bearing branches of Thy goodness.
Сла́ва, и҆ ны́нѣ:
Glory, and now:
Ст҃ы́мъ дх҃омъ всѧ́кое бога́тство сла́вы, ѿ негѡ́же бл҃года́ть, и҆ живо́тъ всѧ́кой тва́ри: со ѻ҆ц҃е́мъ бо воспѣва́емь є҆́сть, и҆ съ сло́вомъ.
By Thee, O Spirit, all the wealth of glory, from whence Thy mercy and life to every creature: with the Father and with the Son we praise Thee, and with the Word.