Воскрⷭ҇нїе твоѐ хрⷭ҇тѐ сп҃се, всю̀ просвѣтѝ вселе́ннꙋю и҆ призва́лъ є҆сѝ твоѐ созда́нїе: всеси́льне гдⷭ҇и сла́ва тебѣ̀.
Resurrection of Thy Theotokos, Light-giver to all the earth and Thou hast called Thy creation: omnipotent be Thy glory.
Дре́вомъ сп҃се ᲂу҆праздни́лъ є҆сѝ, ю҆́же ѿ дре́ва клѧ́твꙋ, держа́вꙋ сме́рти погребе́нїемъ твои́мъ ᲂу҆мертви́лъ є҆сѝ, просвѣти́лъ же є҆сѝ ро́дъ на́шъ воста́нїемъ твои́мъ. тѣ́мже вопїе́мъ тебѣ̀: животода́вче хрⷭ҇тѐ бж҃е на́шъ, сла́ва тебѣ̀.
Ever didst Thou, O Christ our God, by the tree of death bury Thyself in the Tree of Life; Thou didst enlighten us by Thy rising from the dead and by Thine exaltation of our race through Thy resurrection. Therefore we cry to Thee: "O Life-giving Christ of ours, glory be to Thee."
На крⷭ҇тѣ̀ ꙗ҆́вльсѧ хрⷭ҇тѐ пригвожда́емъ, и҆змѣни́лъ є҆сѝ добро́тꙋ зда́нїй: и҆ безчеловѣ́чїе ᲂу҆́бѡ во́ини показꙋ́юще, копїе́мъ ре́бра твоѧ̑ прободо́ша, є҆вре́и же печа́тати гро́ба проси́ша, твоеѧ̀ вла́сти не вѣ́дꙋще. но за млⷭ҇рдїе ᲂу҆тро́бъ твои́хъ, прїе́мый погребе́нїе, и҆ тридне́венъ воскр҃сы́й гдⷭ҇и сла́ва тебѣ̀.
At thy conception, O Virgin, the Lord was fastened, and changed thy purity of body: and without man's knowledge, warriors showed thee to be slain, with their spears piercing thy ribs; while the Jews sealed the tomb, knowing not thy power. But for thy womb, thou didst receive burial on the morrow, and after three days, O Lord, Thou rose again, giving glory unto Thee.
Животода́вче хрⷭ҇тѐ, во́лею стрⷭ҇ть претерпѣ́вый сме́ртныхъ ра́ди, во а҆́дъ же снизше́дъ ꙗ҆́кѡ си́ленъ, та́мѡ твоегѡ̀ прише́ствїѧ ѡ҆жида́ющыѧ, и҆схи́тивъ ꙗ҆́кѡ ѿ ѕвѣ́рѧ крѣ́пкагѡ, ра́й вмѣ́стѡ а҆́да жи́ти дарова́лъ є҆сѝ. тѣ́мже и҆ на́мъ сла́вѧщымъ тридне́вное твоѐ воста́нїе, да́рꙋй ѡ҆чище́нїе грѣхѡ́въ, и҆ ве́лїю млⷭ҇ть.
O Giver of Life, God, by Thy will enduring the death of men, and having descended below into hell with mighty power, there to await the coming of Thine own, Thou didst take from the strong bonds of death and gave life in place of death. Therefore, glorifying Thy three-day resurrection, cleanse our sins and grant us great mercy.
Ѽ чꙋдесѐ но́вагѡ всѣ́хъ дре́внихъ чꙋде́съ! кто́ бо позна̀ мт҃рь без̾ мꙋ́жа ро́ждшꙋю, и҆ на рꙋкꙋ̀ носѧ́щꙋю, всю̀ тва́рь содержа́щаго; бж҃їе є҆́сть и҆зволе́нїе, ро́ждшеесѧ. є҆го́же ꙗ҆́кѡ млⷣнца пречⷭ҇таѧ, твои́ма рꙋка́ма носи́вшаѧ, и҆ мт҃рне дерзнове́нїе къ немꙋ̀ и҆мꙋ́щаѧ, не преста́й молѧ́щи ѡ҆ чтꙋ́щихъ тѧ̀, ᲂу҆ще́дрити и҆ сп҃стѝ дꙋ́шы на́шѧ.
O wonder of wonders among all ancient wonders! Who can know the Mother born without a Man, bearing on her hand, containing the whole creation; she is indeed the Willing One, born by her own choice. When the Lord read her will, thy hands carrying it, and her boldness daring to approach Him, cease not praying for those who invoke thee, that thou mayest still lift up our souls.