По а҃-мъ стїхосло́вїи, сѣда́льны воскрⷭ҇ны, гла́съ г҃:
By the stichoslovion, the sedalny is复活，alleluia. Tone 1.
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, is the beginning of those fallen asleep: firstborn of creation, and co-heir of all who have been made, having transformed the nature of our race within itself by renewal. Thou dost not yield to any death: for Thou didst shatter with Thy power the dominion of death over all.
Glory...
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 strength Thou didst strengthen man, invoking the first curse upon it: 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 Most Pure Virgin, Gabriel was amazed at thy beauty and brightness of purity, crying to thee, O Theotokos: "With what shall I praise thee worthy; what name shall I give thee? I am astonished and terrified." Therefore, as commanded, I cry to thee: Rejoice, O Full of Grace.
По в҃-мъ стїхосло́вїи сѣда́льны, гла́съ г҃
According to the sedalny stichoslovi, the glas of God
Подо́бенъ: Красотѣ̀ двⷭ҇тва:
Like: To the beauty of creation:
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.
O Unchangeable God, and Thy free will within Thee, O Lord, Thou dost terrify hell in itself with weeping: Thou dost tremble the immovable firmness of apostasy, beholding the invisible, striving secretly against Me. Therefore also they who hold them call upon Thee with glory, O Risen Jesus Christ.
Glory:
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 Resurrection, we confess with believing lips this mystery ineffable: for today death and hell are vanquished, and the human race clothed in incorruption. Wherefore with thanksgiving we cry to Thee: Glory be to Thy Resurrection.
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 fulness: we have known Thy power to glorify it in the world. Therefore, with thanksgiving we cry to Thee: Rejoice in Thy mercy.
По непоро́чнахъ ѵ҆пакоѝ, гла́съ г҃:
By 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:
Плѣ́нъ сїѡ́нь ты̀ и҆з̾ѧ́лъ є҆сѝ ѿ вавѷлѡ́на: и҆ менѐ ѿ страсте́й къ животꙋ̀ привлецы̀ сло́ве.
Thou hast plucked me out of the net of Babylon, and hast drawn me into life by thy word.
Въ ю҆́гъ сѣ́ющїи слеза́ми бж҃е́ственными, жнꙋ́тъ кла́сы ра́достїю присноживо́тїѧ.
In the south weeping with bitter tears, we reap classes of joy in eternal life.
Сла́ва, и҆ ны́нѣ:
Glory, and now:
Ст҃о́мꙋ дх҃ꙋ всѧ́кое бл҃года́рїе, ꙗ҆́коже ѻ҆ц҃ꙋ̀ и҆ сн҃ꙋ соѡблиста́етъ, въ не́мже всѧ̑ живꙋ́тъ и҆ дви́жꙋтсѧ.
To the Most Holy Spirit all thanks, for as both Father and Son glorify Him, in Him we live and move.
А҆нтїфѡ́нъ в҃-й:
Antiphon 5:
O Soul/Spirit, be glad and rejoice,
for the Lord hath clothed thee with salvation,
and hath glorified thee with his own glory.
Therefore let us praise him with one voice,
saying: Glory to his Name for ever!
А҆́ще не гдⷭ҇ь сози́ждетъ до́мъ добродѣ́телей, всꙋ́е трꙋжда́емсѧ: дꙋ́шꙋ же покрыва́ющꙋ, никто́же на́шъ разори́тъ гра́дъ.
If the Lord doth not build the house, they labor in vain who build it; but if the Holy Spirit doth cover the soul, none shall destroy our city.
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.
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: unto Him we shall minister, for God, because also by His Word.
А҆нтїфѡ́нъ г҃-й:
Antiphon 1st Tone:
O Lord, our God,
Thou art the Life,
Through Thee we have life always;
For Thou hast given us Thy Word,
And by it we are saved.
Let us with compunction of heart
Confess our sins and pray to Thee,
That Thou mayest have mercy upon us.
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 shall eat of every living creature.
Ѻ҆́крестъ трапе́зы твоеѧ̀ возвесели́сѧ, зрѧ̀ твоѧ̑ пастыренача́льниче и҆сча̑дїѧ, носѧ́ща вѣ̑тви бл҃годѣ́ланїѧ.
Let the table of thy cross rejoice, seeing thy shepherd and bishop, bearing branches blessed.
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.
With the Holy Spirit we magnify every wealth of glory, from whence grace, and life to every creature: for with the Father and the Son we praise Him, and by the Word.