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Troparia
(From the Order of Holy Unction)
ταχύς εἰς ἀντίληψιν, μόνος ὑπαρχων Χριστέ
Euchologion, p. 266
I
Thou, Lord, hast power to heal,
And Thou wilt quickly aid,
For Thou dost deeply feel
The stripes upon us laid: —
Thou Who wast wounded by the rod
Uplifted in the hand of God.
II
Send speedy help, we pray,
To him who ailing lies,
That from his couch he may
With thankful heart arise;
Through Her, whose prayers availing find
Thine ear, O Lover of mankind.
III
Oh, blinded are our eyes,
And all are held in night;
But like the blind who cries,
We cry to Thee for light;
In penitence, O Christ, we pray,
Give us the radiant light of day.
Ode V. of Metrophanes
(From the Midnight Service for the Sabbath)
ἠ τὸν πρῶτον τῶν Ἀγγέλων ἀμέσως διάκοσμον
Parakletike, p. 4
I
The radiance of the brightness
Of beauty shed by Thee,
Descend on us who hymn Thy name,
Sole ruling Trinity.
II
Victorious nature hymns Thee,
Thou orb of triple ray;
For Thou hast hallowed it through grace
And borne its sin away.
III
In faith we laud the Father,
The Spirit and the Son,
One Nature, One Divinity,
One God, yet Three in One.
IV
To Thee our God be glory,
O Holy Trinity,
Both now, and while the ages run
To all eternity.
Ode VIII of Metrophanes
(From the Midnight Service for the Sabbath)
νεύματι θουργικῳ κύριε πάντων
Parakletike, p. 4
I
Thy mighty word commanding,
The heavens were settled high,
And earth to Thee responding
Was spread beneath the sky.
II
O God of power, Thy servants
Would seek Thy power divine,
That they their hearts to love Thee
May evermore incline.
III
And gazing on the glory
That shines in triple ray,
Our souls shall feast with gladness
On Thy sweet light alway.
IV
And of Thy glory shining,
And of Thy ruling light,
From age to age Thy servants
Shall hymn both day and night.
V
To Thee be lasting praises,
Immortal Three in One, —
Thou Father, Son, and Spirit, —
Now, and while ages run.
Exapostilarion Automelon
ἐπεσκέψατο ἡμᾶς ἐξὔψους ὁ Σωτὴρ ἡμῶν
Maenon, Dec. 25
I
The early dawn awakes,
The morn triumphant breaks,
See, see! the brightening sky,
The Saviour from on high
Is with us here.
II
And we who sat in night,
Rejoicing see the Light;
The shadows now are past,
The Dayspring come at last
And day is near.
III
For we have found the Truth;
The Son of Virgin youth,
The Saviour hath been born
This glorious festal morn,
And joys appear.
Troparia of The Sixth Hour
τὴν ἄχραντον Εἰκόνα σου προσκυνοῦμεν ἀγαθὲ
Horologion, p. 94
I
Before Thy Cross we take our place,
With all our load of guilt,
And plead forgiveness of Thy grace
Because Thy blood was spilt.
II
For Thou, to free us from our foes,
Didst bear that cruel Cross,
And by its agony and woes
Bring gain for all our loss.
III
Therefore we raise with one accord
Our songs right thankfully,
For joy and peace, O Christ our Lord,
We owe in full to Thee.
Ode V
(From the Canon of the Resurrection)
ὁ φωτίσας τή ἐλλάμψει τῆς σῆς παρουσίας Χριστὲ
Parakletike, p. 8
I
O Christ, Who art the peerless Light,
Come with Thy presence ever bright,
And from the Father’s throne above
Descend to hearts that own Thy love.
II
Thy Cross no shame to mortals brings;
The world with joy its glory sings;
And men, O Christ, before Thee bow —
All hail! Thy Resurrection now.
III
Ah Thou, our Lord, the Shepherd good,
Upon that Cross poured forth Thy blood,
And with Thy last expiring breath
Didst save Thy flock from endless death.
IV
And death of all his power is shorn,
And men to joy and peace are born,
For from their sins’ oppressive sway
Forgiveness bears their souls away.
V
Glory to Thee, O God, we bring,
And to the Son, our Heavenly King,
And to the Holy Ghost always,
Now, and throughout the endless days.
Stichera
(From the Office of the Cross on Quadragesima Sunday)
χαίροις ὁ ζωηφόρος Σταυρὸς
Triodion, p. 215
I
All hail, life-bearing Cross,
The trophy of the good,
Thy bloom is fragrance on our way,
Thy fruit our heavenly food.
II
Entrance to paradise,
Strength of all faithful souls;
The Church’s fortress when the foe
His banner grim unrolls.
III
By thee the curse is gone,
And death no terror brings;
We cast his power beneath our feet,
And rise to heavenly things.
IV
O shield of our defence,
And foe of all our foes;
The glory of the saints of God,
Their crown for all their woes.
V
Who follow Christ the Lord,
Their beauty find in thee;
Their harbour of salvation thou,
Now and eternally.
Antiphon
σήμερον κρευμᾶται ἐπι ξύλου ὁ ἐν ὕδασι τήν γῆν κρευμάσας
Triodion, p. 401
I
Come, mortals, come behold!
He hangs upon the tree,
Who made the rolling sea
The new formed earth uphold.
II
See! He is crowned with thorns,
The King of angels great,
Who in His high estate
A glorious crown adorns.
III
Derided, see Him wear
A robe of purple dye,
Who robes the noon-day sky
With clouds that float on air.
IV
The Bridegroom of the Bride,
The Son of Virgin born —
With nails His hands are torn,
With cruel spear His side.
Apolutikion
(Of the Holy Apostle Thomas)
εσφραγισμένου τοῦ μνήματος
Pentecostarion, p. 23
I
O Christ the God, Who art our life,
Thou from the sealèd tomb didst rise,
And where Thy sad disciples mourned,
Appeared to them with glad surprise.
II
Because Thy mercy, Lord, is great,
And all Thy word to them is true,
Come with its power even as of old,
And every sinful soul renew.
III
All glory to the Father be,
And to the Saviour, Christ the Son;
All glory to the Holy Ghost,
Now, and while endless ages run.