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Confession of the Holy Trinity One person of the Father, and one person of the Son, and one person of the Holy Spirit - one Deity, one power, one kingdom in three persons, or hypostases. Thus we glorify the Holy Unity in the Trinity and the Holy Trinity in the Unity, as the Holy Universal Church of God confesses! She baptizes this Holy Trinity into eternal life, sanctifies Her with equality, confesses Her inseparably and inseparably, worships Her without sin, glorifies Her without silence. To this Trinitarian Unit - the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit - befits glory, thanksgiving, honor, power, greatness forever. Remember the Second Coming and sober up Raise your eyes to heaven when, like a pure mirror, it illuminates the earth with glory with stars, and say in amazement: “If the stars shine with such glory, then how much more will the righteous and saints, who have done the will of the Holy God, at the hour when the Lord comes, shine with the unspeakable light of saving glory. Remembering that terrible Coming, shudder in body and soul and say to yourself with heart disease: “How will I, a sinner, turn out to be in this terrible hour? How will I appear before the throne of the Last Judge? How can I, an absent-minded one, have a place with the perfect? Or how can I, a goat, stand with the sheep at the right hand of Christ? Or how can I, barren, be among the saints who have produced the fruits of righteousness here? The martyrs will show their torments, the ascetics will show their virtues, and what will I show except my negligence and constant indulgences? O sinful soul, shameless soul, soul that has always hated a godly life! How long will it take you to be carried away by evil habits and evil thoughts? What are you waiting for in your negligence? Do you think that the Judge will persuade 5 to come? He will not touch you, but His coming from heaven will be like terrible lightning. Try to be ready at that terrible hour, so as not to cry there forever and ever.” Punish here and correct with grace, so that you are not ashamed there! Have mercy, merciful Lord, have mercy on Thy servant, so that I do not appear there standing before Thy Judgment Seat in fear and great shame and become a disgrace to Angels and men. Here, my Savior, punish me as a child-loving and compassionate Father, and there forgive me as the only sinless and many-merciful God. For if you don’t enlighten the unfortunate person here and don’t give him heartfelt insight, so that he would daily, without shame, repent of his sins, what should he do there, who has no excuse? When I was not yet on earth, it pleased You, Master, according to Your great bounties to form me in the womb of my sinful mother; When I was born, by Your mercy You vouchsafed me to become a vessel of grace. But, having received the gift, I, weak and sinful, through laziness, avoided retribution for it. Why, falling to Your goodness, I pray to You, Only Begotten Son, our Savior: sober me up, and raise me up, and again autumn with Your grace, may it illuminate my darkened mind, as Your goodness pleases, and, always being with me, with its invisible guidance will make me worthy of the Kingdom of Heaven, so that, as here, this Your grace will be for me, unworthy, for every an hour of illumination, protection, protection, refuge and joy, so there, my Savior, under her cover I would hide from the Last Judgment and in Your Kingdom, encouraged by her, saved by Your mercy, I stood at the right hand, singing and glorifying Your forbearance, my Most Pure Creator, because You did not despise the tears of Your indecent and sinful servant. Excite, give strength and tears! Extend, Lord, a helping hand to me, who lies in the dust. For I want to get up, but I cannot: the burden of sin has crushed me, the evil habit keeps me chained to the ground, and I am completely paralyzed. I vow to change and fast, but I still remain the same; I am zealous to glorify You with my lips, but I am not zealous to please You with my deeds. How can I dare to ask for the remission of past sins without starting the remission of the former love of sin? Or how can I put off the old man without stopping the lusts of sinful deception? O Lord, raise up me, the paralytic, awaken the sleeping one, resurrect the one killed by sin! Save my poor soul from death, O Lord, who has power over life and death! Before my death, destroy all sin in me and grant me, O Lover of Mankind, throughout this short life of mine, to shed tears from my heart to cleanse the defilements of my soul, so that there I can be saved under the shelter of Your all-powerful hand, when every soul trembles before Your terrible glory. Hey, Master, hear and accept the request of Thy sinful and unworthy servant, save me tuna, according to Thy grace, because You are a merciful and man-loving God, and to You we send glory, thanksgiving and worship, to the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit. What I am on the inside is not what I am on the outside. Heal! Alas for me, how condemned I am and how worthy of shame I am! My innermost is not the same as my outer: I talk about dispassion, but day and night I think about shameful passions, I talk about purity, and I myself mentally engage in lewdness. Alas! What test lies ahead of me? Truly, I bear on me the image of piety, and not the power of it. With what face will I approach the Lord God, who knows the secrets of my heart, being guilty of such indecency? Standing in prayer, I am afraid that fire will come down from heaven and burn me, just as fire from the Lord once burned those who brought an alien censer in the desert. What can I expect, who bears such a heavy burden of sins? My heart is burned, my mind is darkened, my pious thoughts have changed - like a dog, I always turn to my vomit. I have no boldness before the One who searches the hearts and wombs, I have no pure thoughts, no tears during prayer, although I sigh, and bow my face covered in shame, and beat myself on the chest - this is the abode of passions, this working church of evil thoughts. You know, Lord, my passions hidden in darkness, the wounds of my soul are known to You. Heal me, Lord, and I will be healed. If You do not build the house of my soul, I will labor in vain, building it myself. True, sometimes I myself prepare to confront the passions when they fight against me, but the malice of the serpent weakens my spiritual strength with voluptuousness, and I give in. Although no one visibly binds my hands, invisible passions attract me like a prisoner. O Lord, enlighten the eyes of my heart so that I may know all the deceit and malice of the passions! May Thy grace cover me, so that I can stand and stand, girding my loins with courage. You, Lord, once made the impassable sea passable for your people. You gave water from solid stone to Your thirsty people. You alone, by Your grace, saved the one who fell among the robbers. Have mercy on me too, who also fell into the hands of robbers and, like a prisoner, is bound by evil. No one is able to heal the passion of my soul except You, Lord, who guides the depths of my heart. Bow down to Thy mercy and save me! I fell. Rise up and let us work at least a little, so as not to be put to shame at the Judgment! Cleanse me with Your grace, merciful Father, wipe away my filth with Your all-cleansing hyssop and heal my sores, so that I may thank Your grace! I have fallen, rise and strengthen me, Lord, for You raise up all those who fall. Stretch out your hand to me and revive me again with Your bounties! The enemy deceived me, pulled me off and stole all my furniture, made me feel like I remained barren and had to go (there) naked of everything. Let Your mercy be my robe on the day of Judgment! Great is the fear on that day of Judgment, when everyone will give an account of their deeds and thoughts, and even the movements of their eyes. Justify me then, my Judge, for although I am guilty, I have the will to repent. Our heart will be tormented and infinitely tormented when everything that arouses lust in us passes away, when everyone appears naked and is led to an answer. Then woe to him who, like me, committed many iniquities, who sinned and hid his sins, so as not to be shamed here! There, on the Day of Judgment, fingers will be pointed at him. My iniquities have multiplied, my days have flown by and disappeared, the time of the end is approaching, but there is no repentance in me. If there is no place for generosity, woe is me on the Day of Judgment! Blessed is the man who has labored a little in this world, for he will inherit the Kingdom in the hereafter. For little work he will acquire a great inheritance. At Thy Judgment, our Lord, there is no partiality, then everyone will be rewarded according to their deeds: whoever’s deeds are good, to him the Kingdom, and whoever’s deeds are bad, to him will be torment. Open to me the door of Thy compassions, Hope of the repentant, and stretch out Thy hand to me, full of medicine, to bind my scabs and heal my sores. My will refuses to follow Your will. You Yourself submit me to Your will, so that through this I may receive salvation and glorify Your will, which favors the repentant. Graciously accept my prayer for reconciliation with You and, according to Your goodness, grant me life at Your Coming, and the evil one will be put to shame when he sees that Your righteousness has had mercy on me. Seeing the pleasures of life, beware that they do not captivate you, for in them lies a mortal snare. So the fisherman does not cast an empty fishing rod. The enemy, like bait on the oud, uses the charm of sweetness, which irritates lust, in order to thereby capture souls and make them dependent on himself. The soul, previously caught in the will of the enemy, becomes an enemy’s net for other souls, covering up the bitterness of sin with its apparent pleasure. While diligent in virtue, do not become discouraged by labor, because without labor there is no virtue. During your work, raise your spiritual eye to the mountain and, contemplating this joy, you will not renounce your work. The labors of the righteous produce the fruit of life, but the labors of sinners are filled with destruction. Indulging in the first and moving away from the second, do not, however, give space to empty labors that do not bear the fruit of good. Endure for God the sorrows of this life - and it will not be in vain that you will be led by the hope of the saints. Those who work for a vain life try to stop those who work in the works of God, so as not to have reproof near them, but in this way they only increase the crowns of attentive workers. Maintain humility so as not to lose the fruit of good deeds. If you reject it, you will be numbered among those who labor in vain. Do you want to become a guardian of the soul? Bring yourself to safety from everywhere, so that voluptuous thoughts do not creep in and sink your boats into the docks. If you want the pier to be safe, fence it with strongholds that do not suddenly shake from the storm of passions, otherwise the pier will turn into a place of ruin. If passionate words find a place in the soul, they draw it with hooks to evil, into the ditch of destruction. Avoid soul-harming gatherings - and your soul will always enjoy silence. You might be interested in: