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Vigilant effort in prayer will attract mercy there Praise be to the All-Good One, Who out of His love revealed glory to the sons of men! From dust He created a dumb nature and adorned it with a soul, the owner of heavenly treasures. He made the lips of earth capable of magnifying Him, so that through them all creation would sing His praises. Come, gifted with words, let us sing His praise before we fall asleep in the sleep of death. Every night we will think about death, which will stop our lips and impose silence on us. The righteous, who spent their nights in vigils, are alive even after death, but the wicked, who deny the glory of the Son of God, are already dead in life. Let us excite our body with psalms and spiritual songs, so that we may join the wise virgins whom our Lord praised, and wakefully behold the Son of God on that night, which will make the worlds tremble. Let us not drown in pleasures, so that we may behold His glory on the day of His appearing. Let us be vigilant servants before Him, ready for the hour in which He will bring the sons of men to judgment. The body that has bothered itself in prayers will soar through the air on the day of resurrection, will look at its Lord without shame, will enter with Him into the palace of light and will be there kindly to the Angels and people who here bothered themselves with vigils and prayers. Blessed is He who created us as instruments of His glory and put praise into our unworthy lips! Praise be to His bounties, because He made the earthly ones co-servants of the Angels, so that every night and at every time they would sing His holy name! Praise God in the morning, children of the Church. Every morning we will glorify the Good One and worship Him, who arranged the luminaries in the region of the day and in the region of the night. The veil of night was lifted, and the light of God shone upon creation; the phenomenon of morning awakens the sleeping. May Your light, Lord, illuminate our hearts! You Yourself, our Lord, teach us to glorify You, and put life into our souls, and just as you brought us out of darkness, so deliver us from Gehenna. By Your mercy, nourish the children of the Church who cling to You. Let Thy mercy be our intercessor, Lord of the morning and evening. May Your grace, Lord, accompany us and lead us to a great morning. May the right hand of Your bounty shower us with blessings, and through it may we pass through the sea of ​​fire. Heaven and earth and everything that is on them, together with us, praise You for our conversion. Praise to You, the Adored Father and Your Only Begotten Son and the Holy Spirit! Every evening praise is to You from all the lips of men! You gave them a day to do business and work to acquire food. Those who are tired of hard work thank You for giving them peace. Who will not worship You, who cares for us humans with such love? You wear out the stars and bring time to evening, by which the labors of those who have worked all day to the point of fatigue are stopped. Evening comes and calms those who, struggling with hunger and thirst, exhausted and tired themselves with work. Evening time comes and brings joy to the world and its workers. Blessed is Thy greatness, who from the beginning provides for us humans! You provide both people and animals with rest in the evening. Who seals Thy Church and protects her children from Satan and his armies, may Thy cross, O Lord, be a joy for Thy sheep, whom Thou hast redeemed with Thy life-giving Blood! Send Your peace, O Lord, to all the ends of the universe, and let the evil one flee from among us. Let every tongue and every mouth in every corner of the world bring Your praise. With them we glorify You, Lord, and Your Father and the Holy Spirit! Do not let the members who worked here for Your glory experience suffering there! From all of us, our Lord, accept our prayer, our service, and our petition. Grant us a heart full of love and a spirit of patience in suffering. Let our professing lips and our voice be the harp of praise. May the vigil and labor endured by our bodies make You merciful to our sins. The lips that served as Your harp, and the tongue that sang Your praise, may not, O Lord, cry out in torment, because You have vouchsafed them to sing Your praise. Let not the eyes which, heavy with sleep, have kept watch, and the feet which have grown weary, standing before Thee, be deprived of hope, and may not lose their reward on the day of recompense. Let the sound of our lips and songs not turn into sobs and crying, but according to Your compassions, according to Your mercy and goodness, accept our vigil. Grant us with one accord, with a pure heart, to stand before You and agree to offer praise to You, O Lord, and to Your Father and Your Holy Spirit. Defilements prevent grace from entering - wash so that it may abound! A sorrowful soul comes to You, Holy Master, and with tears falls to Your bounties. You swore by Yourself that you do not want the sinner to die, but rather want to save him from his sins. And Your goodness truly overcomes every day all human injustices - You have mercy on those who sin, just as You have mercy and save those who walk according to Your commandments. Your generosity is preached everywhere in the Gospels and apostolic writings, the holy fathers and teachers, named and unnamed in the Church, speak about them. I know the prodigal son, Manasseh, the thief, Zacchaeus, the publican, the harlot, the Canaanite woman, the woman of blood, the paralytic, the blind, Jairus and all those who were ordained - and I come to You. Open Thy compassion and receive me, delight my mind and hold me, who often falls into former iniquities and, like mud, immersed in bad thoughts. Thy grace, having come to my heart, finds there the stench of bad thoughts, which is why it immediately retreats, not finding an entrance and not being able to enter and dwell in me, as it would like. Wash my heart with luminous delight, so that I may come to my senses and Your grace may abound in me, O all-generous Lord! The transition through the ordeal is terrible - cleanse here, Lord! We will soon pass through terrible and terrible places, and it is impossible for anyone here not to follow those paths. No one will accompany us there to help us: neither parents, nor brothers, nor friends, nor family, nor wealth, nor anything like that. If only at that hour we find ourselves naked from God’s cover, then the princes of darkness will certainly detain us. They are inexorable and unmerciful, they do not fear the king, they do not respect rulers, they do not honor anything small or great. Only from the one who lives in piety will they retreat with fear, giving him a free path. Imagining this hour in my mind, I fall before Your goodness, Lord: do not betray me to those who offend me, lest Your enemies boast about Your servant, O Good Lord. Gnashing their teeth and frightening my sinful soul, may they not say: “You fell into our hands, you were given to us, this is the day we were waiting for!” No, Lord, do not repay me for my iniquities and do not turn Your face away from me! Don’t tell me: “Amen I say to you, I don’t know you.” Punish me, O Lord, according to Your mercies, but let not my enemy rejoice over me! Extinguish his reproaches, abolish all his actions, make my path to You free from attack and abuse! Bow down to my prayer, O Good Lord, not for the sake of my righteousness, but for the sake of Your bounties and Your great mercy! Save my sorrowful soul from death! You are the Lord of all and have power over every breath. You said, Lord: Ask, and it will be given to you... knock, and it will be opened to you (Matthew 7:7). Behold, I ask and knock. Before my end, Lord, cleanse me from all sin! Get up while it's time and cleanse yourself with your tears Arise, soul, who has hitherto slept in sin, shake off your sleep, hurry and seek refuge in repentance - and the Truthful One will perhaps be appeased by your tears. Remove the veil of filth from your mind, so that your eye can see correctly. Shed tears of contrition for your shameful deeds every hour before the Judge. An abyss of torment awaits you for your deeds and as a reward for your indecencies. Weep purely for yourself, so that the Truthful One will hear you and be reconciled with you. Tremble, unfortunate one, and be horrified by the torment that you have prepared for yourself! Weep for yourself, accomplice of evil spirits, because eternal fire will go with you everywhere. You were deeply mired in lusts and never emerged from them. Your thoughts have been choked by thorns and thistles, and you have not yet borne the fruits of repentance. Passions overwhelmed you like waves and sank your ship in the sea of ​​sins. Never have you brought to mind the day that would test everything hidden. What will you do when you are trembled by a voice demanding that you go to meet the Bridegroom? The light of your eyes will dim and disappear, and you will remain outside with the foolish virgins. Stock up on oil, poor soul, while there is still time for justification. Ask for forgiveness of sins together with the harlot and heal your ulcers with your tears. The door of repentance is still open - enter, cleanse yourself from your defilements. You, Who desire the salvation of the sons of men, have mercy on the soul that has moved away from You! Accept her, Lord, with Your usual mercy. At the Righteous Judgment, may Your compassions cover me, a sinner, and deliver me from torment. You, Forgiver of sins and merciful Tune, forgive me my spiritual sins at the Righteous Judgment. Praise to You from the lost, whom You gathered and led to repentance. Blessed is he who has become free in the Lord from all the affairs of a vain life. Blessed is he who has the future Last Judgment in his mind and tries to heal the wounds of his soul with tears. Blessed is he who in tears has become like a cloud and daily extinguishes with them the fiery flame of evil passions. Blessed is he who succeeds in the good rules of asceticism, hoping to receive the Kingdom of Heaven from God. Blessed is the one who, like fire, is kindled by love and has burned within himself every unclean thought and every spiritual defilement. Blessed is he who found the chosen pearl of heaven and, having sold everything he had on earth, bought it alone. Blessed is the one who found a treasure hidden in the village, and, rejoicing, gave up everything and gained one thing. Blessed is he who continually remembers the day of his exodus and strives to be ready and fearless at that hour. Blessed is he who has found boldness in the hour of separation, when the soul is separated from the body with fear and trembling, for Angels come to take the soul, separate it from the body and place it before the Throne of the immortal and terrible Judgment Seat. You might be interested in: