Mother, for the birth of God renews natures. So in all
generations we magnify thee in orthodox fashion as
the Mother and Bride of God.
of David, Who didst heal with a word the demoniac. And let
Thy voice of tender compassion speak to me as to the
robber, "Truly I tell you, you will be with Me in Paradise when
I rise in My glory."
God, for both were hanging on a cross with Thee. But open
even to me, O most compassionate Savior, the door of Thy
glorious Kingdom as to Thy faithful robber who
acknowledged Thee to be God.
and rocks were split with fear, the earth quaked, hell was
emptied, and the light grew dark in the daytime; beholding
Thee, Jesus, nailed to the Cross in Thy flesh.
strength is spent in me. Grant me ever a contrite heart and
spiritual poverty, that I may offer these gifts to Thee as an
acceptable sacrifice, O only Savior.