Tag: christianity
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Thursday Night, T2
Your Virgin Mother, beholding You, О Christ, stretched out dead upon the Tree, said, weeping bitterly: “O my Son, what is this strange mystery? How is it that You Who grant life everlasting to all, of Your own will, have died a shameful death upon the Cross?”
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Tuesday Night, T2
We magnify you, O Theotokos, crying aloud: you are the un-burnt bush, wherein Moses beheld as a flame the Fire of the Divinity.
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Sunday Night, T2
As the wellspring of loving-kindness, О Theotokos, grant mercy unto us. Look upon the people who have sinned, and show forth, as ever, your power; for, trusting in you, we cry to you: Rejoice!’’, as once did Gabriel, the supreme commander of the incorporeal beings.
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Saturday Night, T2
We earnestly cry out to you, О Lady Theotokos, you are the fervent supplication, unassailable rampart, wellspring of mercy and refuge for the world: Go before us, and deliver us from perils, who alone dost speedily intercede.
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Friday Night, T1
О most pure Maiden, the prophets foretold you as the cloud of the eternal light of God, the ark, the candlestand and jar, and the unquarried mountain; for in the latter times Christ our God came forth from you without seed, as was the Father’s good pleasure.
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Thursday Night, T1
Upon seeing the Lamb and Shepherd hanging dead upon the Tree, the unblemished ewe-lamb, cried aloud, weeping and exclaiming maternally: “How is it that You willingly endure abasement and sufferings which surpass all telling, O my Son, and supremely good God?”
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Wednesday Night, T1
О Virgin who gave nourishment to One of the Trinity, О beauteous garden of paradise, salvation of mortals: by your protection save those who piously hymn you, for you gave birth to Him Who spake in the prophets, and bore Him Who upholds all things, in that you are the Mother of Christ God.
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Tuesday Night, T1
Possessing your intercession, O most pure one, and delivered from evils by your supplications, protected wholly by the Cross of your Son, we all reverently magnify you as is right.
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Monday Night, T1
Guide my wretched life, О pure one, and take pity on my soul, which has stumbled into the abyss of perdition through many transgressions, О all-immaculate one; and at the hour of my death free me from the accusing demons and from the terrible sentence.
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Sunday Night, T1
О pure one, we have all acquired you as our supplicant before the Lord, and we hasten to your holy church, asking help of you, О Ever-virgin. Wherefore, deliver us who bless you from the malice of the demons, from torment and dread condemnation.
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