Katavasiae for the Exaltation of the Cross Tone VIII Ode I Tracing an upright line with his staff, / Moses divided the Red Sea / for Israel which was travelling on foot; / and striking it a transverse blow, / he brought the waters together over the chariots of Pharaoh, / thereby inscribing the invincible weapon of the Cross. / Wherefore, let us hymn Christ our God, // for He hath been glorified. Ode III The rod of Aaron is taken to be an image of the mystery, / for by its budding forth it chose one priest over others; / and for the Church, which before was barren, / the tree of the Cross hath now budded forth, // for her might and confirmation. Ode IV I have heard, O Lord, / the mystery of Thy dispensation; / I have considered Thy works, // and have glorified Thy divinity. Ode V O thrice-blessed Tree, / whereon the King and Lord was crucified, / and whereby he who beguiled mankind by the tree did fall, / beguiled by thee, / when God was nailed in the flesh, // Who granteth peace unto our souls. Ode VI Stretching forth his arms in the form of a cross / in the belly of the sea monster, / Jonah clearly prefigured the saving Passion. / And, issuing forth after three days, / he foreshadowed the transcendent resurrection of Christ God, / Who was nailed in the flesh // and enlightened the world by His rising on the third day. Ode VII The mad command of the impious tyrant, / breathing forth threats and blasphemy hateful to God, / cast the people into confusion. / Yet the three children feared not the fury of the wild beasts, / nor the roaring blaze; / but, in the midst of the fire, / when the dew-bearing wind blew upon it, they sang: // O all-hymned God of our fathers, blessed art Thou! Ode VIII We praise, we bless, we worship the Lord, // praising and supremely exalting Him unto all the ages. O children equal in number to the Trinity: / bless ye God, the Father and Creator; / hymn ye the Word Who came down and transformed the fire into dew; / and the all-holy Spirit, Who giveth life unto all, // exalt ye supremely forever! Ode IX O Theotokos, thou art a mystical paradise, / which, untilled, did put forth Christ, / by Whom the life-bearing tree of the Cross was planted. / Wherefore, worshipping it as it is now raised aloft, // we magnify thee.