Є҆гда̀ снизше́лъ є҆сѝ къ сме́рти, животѐ безсме́ртный, тогда̀ а҆́дъ ᲂу҆мертви́лъ є҆сѝ блиста́нїемъ бж҃ества̀. є҆гда́ же и҆ ᲂу҆ме́ршыѧ ѿ преиспо́днихъ воскр҃си́лъ є҆сѝ, всѧ̑ си̑лы нбⷭ҇ныѧ взыва́хꙋ: жизнода́вче хрⷭ҇тѐ бж҃е на́шъ, сла́ва тебѣ̀.
When Thou didst descend below death, O Life without death, then did Death slay Thee by the brightness of Thy Divinity. And when Thou hadst also overcome death from the lower realm and didst rise again, all heavenly powers cried out: O Giver of Life, Theotokos, to Thee be glory.
Бг҃оро́диченъ:
O Theotokos,
Всѧ̑ па́че смы́сла, всѧ̑ пресла̑внаѧ твоѧ̑ бцⷣе, та̑инств, чистотѣ̀ запеча́танной, и҆ дѣ́вствꙋ храни́мꙋ, мт҃и позна́ласѧ є҆сѝ нело́жна, бг҃а ро́ждши и҆́стиннаго: того̀ молѝ сп҃сти́сѧ дꙋша́мъ на́шымъ.
More than in sense, O most renowned Theotokos, sealed by purity of mystery, thou hast known falsely not the true, having given birth to the True God: wherefore pray thou that our souls may be saved.