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DESCRIPTION:Resurrectional Gospel 3.\n\nGREAT VESPERS ON SATURDAY EVENING\n \nKathisma Reading\n\nBlessed is the man... is sung.\n\nAt Psalm 140\n\nTo ne 3\n\nLead my soul forth from prison* that I may give thanks to Your nam e.\n\nBy Your cross\, O Christ our Saviour\,* the power of Death has been vanquished* and the deceit of the devil has been destroyed.* Therefore\, m ankind\, saved by faith\,* offers You hymns of praise forever.\n\nThe just shall gather around me* when You have been good to me.\n\nO Lord\, all cr eation has been enlightened by Your resurrection\,* and paradise has been reopened\;* therefore\, all creation extols You* and offers You hymns of p raise forever.\n\nOut of the depths I cry to You\, O Lord\;* O Lord\, hear my voice!\n\nI glorify the power of the Father\, Son\, and Holy Spirit\;* and I praise the dominion of the undivided Divinity\,* the consubstantial Trinity\,* who reigns forever and ever.\n\nLet Your ears be attentive* to the voice of my prayer.\n\nWe adore Your precious cross\, O Christ\,* and with hymns of praise we glorify Your resurrection\;* for by Your wounds w e have all been healed.\n\nIf You mark iniquities\, Lord\, who can stand?* But with You forgiveness is that You may be revered.\n\nLet us sing the p raises of the Saviour\,* who was incarnate of the Virgin\;* for He was cru cified for our sake\,* and on the third day He arose from the dead\,* gran ting us His great mercy.\n\nI have waited for You as You have commanded\; my soul patiently relies on Your promise\,* for it has trusted in the Lord .\n\nChrist descended into Hades and announced to those confined there:* T ake courage\, for today I have conquered death.* I am the Resurrection\, t he One who will set you free.* I shattered the gates of the realm of death .\n\nTone 6\n\nFrom the morning watch until night* let Israel trust in the Lord.\n\nThe Lord my Creator took me as dust from the earth* and formed m e into a living creature* breathing into me the breath of life and giving me a soul\;* He honoured me\,* setting me as a ruler upon the earth over a ll things visible\,* and making me a companion of the angels.* But Satan t he deceiver\,* using the serpent as his instrument\,* enticed me by food\; * he parted me from the glory of God* and gave me over to the earth* and t o the lowest depths of death.* But\, O Master\, in compassion\, call me ba ck again.\n\nFor with the Lord there is mercy\, and with Him there is plen tiful redemption\;* and He shall redeem Israel from all its iniquities.\n\ nIn my wretchedness I have cast off the robe woven by God\,* disobeying Yo ur divine command\, O Lord\, at the counsel of the enemy\;* and I am cloth ed now in fig leaves and in garments of skin.* I am condemned to eat the b read of toil in the sweat of my brow\,* and the earth has been cursed so t hat it bears thorns and thistles for me.* But\, Lord\, who in the last tim es was made flesh of a Virgin\, call me back again* and bring me into Para dise.\n\nPraise the Lord\, all the nations\;* proclaim His glory\, all you people.\n\nO precious Paradise\, unsurpassed in beauty\,* tabernacle buil t by God\, unending gladness and delight\,* glory of the righteous\, joy o f the prophets and dwelling of the saints\,* with the sound of your leaves * pray to the Maker of all:* may He open to me the gates which I closed by my transgression\,* and may He count me worthy* to partake of the Tree of Life* and of the joy that was mine* when I dwelt in you before.\n\nStrong is the love of the Lord for us\;* eternally will His truth endure.\n\nAda m was banished from Paradise through disobedience and cast out from deligh t\,* beguiled by the words of a woman.* Naked he sat outside the garden\, lamenting\, “Woe is me!”* Therefore let us all make haste to accept th e season of the Fast* and hearken to the teaching of the Gospel\,* that we may gain Christ’s mercy* and receive once more a dwelling-place in Para dise.\n\nGlory…\n\nAdam sat before Paradise and lamenting his nakedness\ ,* he wept: “Woe is me!* By evil deceit was I persuaded and led astray\, * and now I am an exile from glory.* Woe is me!* In my simplicity I was st ripped naked\,* and now I am in want.* O Paradise\, no more shall I take p leasure in your joy\;* for I shall return to the earth from whence I was t aken.* O merciful and compassionate Lord\,* to You I cry aloud: I am falle n\, have mercy on me.”\n\nTone 3\, Now…\n\nO Lady most honourable\,* h ow could we but be rapt in wonder* at your giving birth to the Incarnate G od* who\, without a mother\, was born of a Father before all ages?* You ga ve Him birth in the flesh without a father\,* without a man’s instrument ality.* He is God and man whose two natures are intact\,* neither one losi ng any of its properties.* Therefore\, O Virgin Mother\,* intercede with H im to save the souls* of those who believe and profess in true faith* that you are the Mother of God.\n\nAposticha\n\nTone 3\n\nO Christ\, who darke ned the sun by Your passion* and enlightened all creation by Your resurrec tion\,* accept our evening prayer\; for You love mankind.\n\nThe Lord reig ns\, He is clothed in majesty. Robed is the Lord\, and girt about with str ength.\n\nO Lord\, Your life-giving resurrection has enlightened the entir e universe* and has revived Your creation which lay in corruption.* Theref ore\, we\, who have been released from the curse of Adam\, cry out to You: * Almighty Lord\, glory to You!\n\nFor He has made the world firm\, which shall not be moved.\n\nO God\, although in Your divine nature You are unch angeable\,* yet in Your human nature You underwent change by suffering in the flesh.* All creation was prostrate with fear* when it saw You hanging on the cross\,* and it groaned in sorrow as it sang the praises of Your lo ng-suffering.* But You descended into Hades and arose on the third day\,* granting life and great mercy to the world.\n\nHoliness befits Your house\ , O Lord\, for length of days.\n\nYou suffered death\, O Christ\, to deliv er mankind from death.* And when You arose from the dead on the third day\ ,* You enlightened the world* and resurrected all who acknowledge You as G od.\n\nTone 6\, Glory…\n\nAdam was cast out of Paradise through eating f rom the tree.* Seated before the gates he wept\,* lamenting with a pitiful voice and saying:* “Woe is me\,* what have I suffered in my misery!* I transgressed one commandment of the Master\,* and now I am deprived of eve ry blessing.* O most holy Paradise\, planted for my sake and shut because of Eve\,* pray to Him that made you and fashioned me\,* that once more I m ay take pleasure in your flowers.”* Then the Saviour said to him:* “I desire not the loss of the creature which I fashioned\,* but that he shoul d be saved and come to the knowledge of the truth\;* and when he comes to me I will not cast him out.”\n\nNow…\n\nChrist the Lord\, our Creator and Redeemer\,* came forth from your womb\, O most pure Virgin.* He clothe d Himself in our human flesh* to set us free from the original curse of Ad am.* Therefore\, O Mary\, we praise you\, without ceasing\,* as the true V irgin Mother of God\,* and we sing with the angels:* Rejoice\, O Lady\, ad vocate\, protector\, and salvation of our souls.\n\nTroparia\n\nTone 3\n\n Let the heavens be glad\, let the earth rejoice\,* for the Lord has done a mighty deed with His arm.* He trampled death by death. He became the firs t-born of the dead\;* He saved us from the abyss of Hades* and granted gre at mercy to the world.\n\nGlory… Now…\n\nWe sing your praises\, O Virg in\;* for\, as the Mother of God\, you always intercede for the salvation of the human race.* It is from you that our God and Your Son took flesh. * Then\, by suffering the passion on the Cross\,* and out of love for manki nd\, He delivered us from corruption.\n\n \;\n\nGREAT MATINS ON SUNDAY MORNING\n\n \;\n\nUsual Beginning\n\nHexapsalm\n\nGreat Litany\n\nGod the Lord\, Tone 3\n\nTroparia\, Tone 3\n\nLet the heavens be glad\, let t he earth rejoice\,* for the Lord has done a mighty deed with His arm.* He trampled death by death. He became the first-born of the dead\;* He saved us from the abyss of Hades* and granted great mercy to the world. (2)\n\nG lory… Now…\n\nWe sing your praises\, O Virgin\;* for\, as the Mother o f God\, you always intercede for the salvation of the human race.* It is f rom you that our God and Your Son took flesh. * Then\, by suffering the pa ssion on the Cross\,* and out of love for mankind\, He delivered us from c orruption.\n\nPsalter Reading\n\nStasis I: Psalms 9\, 10\nStasis II: Psalm s 11\, 12\, 13\nStasis III: Psalms 14\, 15\, 16\n\nSmall Litany\n\nSession al Hymn I\, Tone 3\n\nChrist has arisen from the dead\, the first fruits o f those that sleep.* The First-born of creation and Creator of all that ha s come to be\,* has renewed in Himself the corrupted nature of our race.* Death\, no longer is your lord\,* for the Master of all things has destroy ed your dominion.\n\nArise\, O Lord my God\, let Your hands be lifted on h igh\;* forget not Your poor to the end.\n\nHaving tasted death in the fles h\, O Lord\,* You have blotted out the bitterness of death by Your arising * strengthening mankind against it\, and announcing the abolition of the a ncient curse.* Defender of our lives\, O Lord\, glory be to You!\n\nGlory … Now…\n\nAwed by the beauty of your virginity* and the exceeding radi ance of your purity\,* Gabriel called out to you\, O Theotokos:* What wort hy hymn of praise can I offer to you?* And what shall I name you?* I am in doubt and stand in awe.* Wherefore as commanded\, I cry to you:* Rejoice\ , O Full of Grace.\n\nPsalter Reading\n\nStasis I: Psalm 17\nStasis II: Ps alms 18\, 19\, 20\nStasis III: Psalms 21\, 22\, 23\n\nSmall Litany\n\nSess ional Hymn II\, Tone 3\n\nAwed by Your immutable Godhead* and by Your volu ntary passion\, O Lord\,* Hades lamented: I tremble at Your body’s essen ce\, which remains incorrupt.* I behold You\, the One who is invisible\, m ystically making war against me\;* wherefore those whom I hold cry out:* ‘Glory\, O Christ\, to Your Resurrection!’\n\nI will confess You\, O L ord\, with my whole heart\,* I will tell of all Your wonders.\n\nWe the fa ithful contemplate an ineffable mystery:* Your incomprehensible Crucifixio n and Your inexplicable Arising.* For today Death and Hades have been desp oiled\,* but mankind has been clothed in incorruption.* Wherefore with tha nksgiving we cry aloud to You:* Glory\, O Christ\, to Your Resurrection!\n \nGlory… Now…\n\nMystically did you contain in your womb* the Incompre hensible and Uncircumscribed One\,* consubstantial with the Father and the Spirit\;* and we acknowledge in your Offspring one unconfused energy of t he Trinity Who is glorified in the world.* And so with thanksgiving we cry to you\, ** ‘Rejoice\, O full of grace!’\n\nPolyeleos\n\nPsalm 136\n\ nBy the rivers of Babylon there we sat and wept\, remembering Sion.\n\nAll eluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!\n\nFor it was there that they asked us\, our ca ptors\, for songs\, our oppressors\, for joy.\n\nAlleluia! Alleluia! Allel uia!\n\nSing to us they said\, one of Sion’s songs.\n\nAlleluia! Allelui a! Alleluia!\n\nO how could we sing the song of the Lord on alien soil?\n\ nAlleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!\n\nO Babylon\, destroyer\, one is happy who repays you the ills you brought on us.\n\nAlleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!\n \nGlory… Now…\n\nAlleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!\n\nAlleluia\, Alleluia\ , Alleluia. Glory be to You\, O God!\n\nEvlogitaria\n\nSmall Litany\n\nHyp akoe\, Tone 3\n\nA Cause of amazement by his appearance\,* and source of r efreshment by his speech\,* the radiant Angel spoke to the myrrh-bearing w omen saying:* Why do you seek the living in a grave?* He has arisen\, empt ying the graves.* Know that the unchangeable One has changed corruption.* Wherefore cry to God saying\,* ‘How fearful are Your works!* For You hav e saved mankind.’\n\nHymn of Ascent\, Tone 3\n\nAntiphon 1\n\nYou\, O Wo rd\, delivered the captivity of Sion from Babylon\,* Deliver me also* from the passions to life.\n\nThose who sow in the South* with tears inspired by God\,* shall in joy reap sheaves of everlasting life.\n\nGlory… Now …\n\nBy the Holy Spirit\,* together with the Father and the Son* shines forth the reflection of every good gift\,* In Him all things live and have their being.\n\nAntiphon 2\n\nExcept the Lord build the house of the virt ues\,* in vain do we labour.* While He protects our soul no one lays waste our city.\n\nThe Saints\, O Christ\, fruits of the womb\,* are by the Spi rit\, always sons to You\,* as You are to the Father.\n\nGlory… Now…\n \nThe Holy Spirit is the inspiration of all that is holy and wise\;* for H e quickens every creature.* Let us worship Him* together with the Father a nd the Son\, for He is God.\n\nAntiphon 3\n\nThose who fear the Lord are b lessed* as they walk along the paths of His commandments\;* for they parta ke of the life-giving fruit.\n\nBe glad\, Chief Shepherd\,* beholding Your offspring around Your table* bearing the branches of good works.\n\nGlory … Now…\n\nIn the Holy Spirit is a superabundance of glory\;* for from Him proceeds forth grace and life* into all creation\;* wherefore He is pr aised together with the Father and the Word.\n\nProkeimenon\, Tone 3\n\nPr oclaim to the nations: God is king. The world He made firm in its place.\n \nverse: O sing a new song to the Lord\, sing to the Lord all the earth.\n \nLet everything that lives\, Tone 3\n\nGospel\n\nMark 16:9-20\n\nHymn of Resurrection\n\nPsalm 50\n\nAfter Psalm 50\n\nTone 8\, Glory…\n\nOpen to me the doors of repentance\, O Giver of Life.* As we worship in Your temp le this morning\,* teach us how to purify the temples of our bodies\,* and in Your compassion\, purify me by the goodness of Your mercies.\n\nNow… \n\nLead me to the paths of salvation\, O Mother of God\,* for I have cond emned myself with shameful sins* and have wasted all my life in slothfulne ss.* By your intercession purify me from all sinfulness.\n\nTone 6\n\nHave mercy on me\, God\, in Your kindness. In Your compassion blot out my offe nse.\n\nWhen I think upon the multitude of my evil deeds\,* I tremble for the terrible day of judgment.* But trusting in the compassion of Your merc y\, O Lord\,* I cry to You like David:* Have mercy on me\, O God\, accordi ng to Your great mercy.\n\nCanon\, Tone 3\n\nOde 1\n\nCanon of the Resurre ction\n\nIrmos: In time past by his divine command he gathered the waters into one heap* and divided the sea for the people of Israel:* this is our God\, he is glorious\,* to him alone we sing\, for he is glorified.\n\nGlo ry to your holy Resurrection\, O Lord.\n\nHe condemned the earth to bring forth thorns\, fruit of the transgressor’s sweat\; he received in the fl esh a crown of thorns from the hands of lawless men : this is our God\, he has done away with the curse\, he is glorified.\n\nGlory to your holy Res urrection\, O Lord.\n\nHe whom death smote is declared the conqueror who w on the victory over death\; for taking living flesh subject to suffering\, he wrestled with the tyrant and raised up all with himself: he is our God \, he is glorified.\n\nMost holy Theotokos\, save us.\n\nAll nations glori fy you\, true Mother of God\, who seedlessly bore your child\; for he\, ou r God\, stole down into your hallowed womb and\, invested with our being\, God and man was born of you.\n\nCanon of the Most Holy Mother of God\n\nM ost holy Theotokos\, save us.\n\nO Virgin\, every kind fittingly bends the knee to him who took flesh from you: heavenly things together with things on earth and those beneath the earth\, for he is glorified.\n\nMost holy Theotokos\, save us.\n\nWhat of the transactions\, O Maid\, which took pla ce in you! He\, who is God\, source of all good\, giver without envy of th e divine Spirit to us\, took flesh from you: he is glorified.\n\nfrom the Triodion\n\nHave mercy on me\, O God\, have mercy on me.\n\nCome\, O wretc hed soul\, and weep today over your acts\, remembering how once you were s tripped naked in Eden and cast out from delight and unending joy.\n\nHave mercy on me\, O God\, have mercy on me.\n\nCome\, O wretched soul\, and we ep today over your acts\, remembering how once you were stripped naked in Eden and cast out from delight and unending joy.\n\nHave mercy on me\, O G od\, have mercy on me.\n\nIn Your abundant compassion and mercy\, O Fashio ner of creation and Maker of all\, You have taken me from the dust and giv en me life\, commanding me to sing Your praises with Your angels.\n\nHave mercy on me\, O God\, have mercy on me.\n\nFor the sake of the wealth of Y our goodness\, O Creator and Lord\, You planted the sweetness of Paradise in Eden\, bidding me to take delight of the fair and pleasing\, and never- ending fruits therein.\n\nGlory…\n\nWoe to you\, O my wretched soul! You have received authority from God to take your pleasure in the joys of Ede n\, but He commanded you to not eat the fruit of knowledge. Why then have you transgressed the law of God?\n\nNow…\n\nO Virgin Birthgiver of God\, as a daughter of Adam by birth\, and a Parent of Christ God by grace\, ca ll me who am banished from Eden.\n\nKatavasia: When Israel walked on foot in the sea as on dry land\,* on seeing their pursuer Pharaoh drowned\,* th ey cried: Let us sing to God* a song of victory.\n\n \;\n\nOde 3\n\nCa non of the Resurrection\n\nIrmos: Almighty Lord\,* you brought all things from nothing into being\,* created by the Word\, perfected by the Spirit.* Make me firm in your love.\n\nGlory to your holy Resurrection\, O Lord.\n \nThe ungodly man was brought to shame by your cross\; he dug a pit and op ened it up and fell into it himself\; the horn of the lowly\, O Christ\, i s lifted up in your resurrection.\n\nGlory to your holy Resurrection\, O L ord.\n\nThe proclamation of righteousness to the nations as water has cove red the seas\, O Lover of man\, for you have risen from the grave and reve aled the splendour of the Trinity.\n\nMost holy Theotokos\, save us.\n\nGl orious things are spoken of you\, the living city of the King who reigns f or ever. For through you\, O Lady\, God dwelt among those on earth.\n\nCan on of the Most Holy Mother of God\n\nMost holy Theotokos\, save us.\n\nThe rod from Jesse’s root had budded\, as foretold\, from the Virgin rose t he flower for us\, you\, O Christ. Holy are you\, O Lord .\n\nMost holy Th eotokos\, save us.\n\nYou were born of the Virgin that you might make the sons of earth partakers of the divine\, taking our flesh you came to pover ty. Holy are you\, O Lord.\n\nfrom the Triodion\n\nHave mercy on me\, O Go d\, have mercy on me.\n\nThe crafty serpent long ago envied my honour and whispered deceit into Eve’s ear. Woe is me! for by her I was led astray and banished from the banquet of life.\n\nHave mercy on me\, O God\, have mercy on me.\n\nThe crafty serpent long ago envied my honour and whispered deceit into Eve’s ear. Woe is me! for by her I was led astray and banis hed from the banquet of life.\n\nHave mercy on me\, O God\, have mercy on me.\n\nFoolishly I stretched out my hand and tasted of the tree of knowled ge\, from which God has commanded me to in no-wise eat\; and I was bitterl y cast out from divine glory.\n\nHave mercy on me\, O God\, have mercy on me.\n\nFoolishly I stretched out my hand and tasted of the tree of knowled ge\, from which God has commanded me to in no-wise eat\; and I was bitterl y cast out from divine glory.\n\nGlory…\n\nWoe to you\, O my wretched so ul! How have you not recognized the deception of the enemy? How have not p erceived his deceit and envy? For you are now darkened in mind having tran sgressed the commandments of your Creator.\n\nNow…\n\nThou are my hope a nd protection\, O pure One\, for by your childbearing you alone have cover ed the ancient fall of Adam\, clothing me once again with incorruption.\n\ nKatavasia: There is none as holy as You\, O Lord my God\,* who has exalte d the horn of the faithful\, O good One\,* and strengthened us upon the ro ck* of Your confession.\n\n \;\n\nSessional Hymns\, Tone 4\n\nAdam was cast out from the delight of Paradise:* eating the bitter food and lackin g self-constraint\,* keeping not the Master’s commandment\,* and was the reby condemned to work the earth from which he had himself been taken\,* e ating his bread in toil.* Wherefore\, let us love abstinence\,* that we no t weep as he did outside the gates of Paradise\,* but by it may we enter t herein.\n\nGlory…\n\nThe season of the virtues has now appeared\,* and t he judge is at the door.* Let us not be of a sullen countenance\,* let us keep the Fast\, offering tears\, contrition\, and almsgiving\;* and let us cry aloud:* We have sinned more than there are grains of sand in the sea\ ;* but\, O Redeemer of mankind\, *forgive each of us\, that we may receive a crown of incorruption.\n\nNow…\n\nWe shall never\, O Theotokos\, keep silent* nor cease\, unworthy though we be\, to praise your power.* For ha d we not the protection of your intercessions\,* who would have delivered us from so many dangers?* Who would have preserved us free till now?* We s hall never forsake you\, O Lady\,* for you always save your servants from every misfortune.\n\n \;\n\nOde 4\n\nCanon of the Resurrection\n\nIrmo s: A mighty love you have shown to us\, O Lord\,* for you have given over to death for us your only-begotten Son\;* therefore we thank you and cry t o you:* Glory to your power\, O Lord.\n\nGlory to your holy Resurrection\, O Lord.\n\nScars and bruises compassionately bearing\, insult of blows en during\, long-patient under the spitting\, O Christ\; through these you ha ve wrought my salvation. Glory to your power\, O Lord.\n\nGlory to your ho ly Resurrection\, O Lord.\n\nLife in mortal body\, you conversed with deat iaor the sake of the misery of the poor and the sighing of the needy\; and . destroying the destroyer\, O glorified One\, you raised up all with your self\, only Lover of man.\n\nMost holy Theotokos\, save us.\n\nRemember\, O Christ\, your flock won by your Passion: visit the afflicted\, accept th e compassionate prayers of your Mother glorified and save it\, O Lord\, by your power.\n\nCanon of the Most Holy Mother of God\n\nMost holy Theotoko s\, save us.\n\nYou\, O Lord\, who weighed out the mountains in the scales of divine knowledge\, have been hewn from the Virgin\, the stone uncut by human hands. Glory to your power\, O Lover of man.\n\nMost holy Theotokos \, save us.\n\nWith most drastic remedy you have healed our sick nature\, O Lord\, in the Virgin\, for in her you compounded the healing medicine\, your pure divinity\, O Word.\n\nfrom the Triodion\n\nHave mercy on me\, O God\, have mercy on me.\n\nI\, the wretched one\, was deemed worthy of hon our from You O Master in Eden. But alas! I have been deceived by the envy of the devil and cast out from before Your face!\n\nHave mercy on me\, O G od\, have mercy on me.\n\nI\, the wretched one\, was deemed worthy of hono ur from You O Master in Eden. But alas! I have been deceived by the envy o f the devil and cast out from before Your face!\n\nHave mercy on me\, O Go d\, have mercy on me.\n\nWeep for me\, O you ranks of angels\, beauty of P aradise and glory of the garden: for in my misery I have been led astray a nd rebelled against God.\n\nHave mercy on me\, O God\, have mercy on me.\n \nO blessed meadow\, gardens planted by God\, sweetness of Paradise: let y our leaves\, like eyes\, shed tears on my behalf\, for I am naked and a st ranger to God’s glory.\n\nGlory…\n\nNo longer do I see you\, nor delig ht in your splendour and divine radiance\, O precious Paradise. For having angered my Creator\, I am naked and have been driven out into the world.\ n\nNow…\n\nO most holy Lady\, open to all the faithful the gates of para dise\, as once they were shut by the transgression of Adam\, and open to m e the gates of your mercy.\n\nKatavasia: Christ is my power\, my God and m y Lord\,* the holy Church divinely sings\,* crying with a pure mind\,* kee ping festival in the Lord.\n\n \;\n\nOde 5\n\nCanon of the Resurrectio n\n\nIrmos: Early I wake to you the Creator of all* and the peace which pa sses all understanding:* guide me in your ordinances\,* for they are light .\n\nGlory to your holy Resurrection\, O Lord.\n\nThrough the envy of the Jews handed over to an unrighteous judge\, you\, the all-seeing who judges all the earth in righteousness\, delivered Adam from the ancient condemna tion.\n\nGlory to your holy Resurrection\, O Lord.\n\nChrist\, risen from the dead\, grant peace to your churches in the invincible power of your cr oss\, and save our souls.\n\nMost holy Theotokos\, save us.\n\nYou alone\, the Ever-virgin who received the Word of God unbounded by the whole creat ion\, are declared the holy tabernacle wider than the heavens.\n\nCanon of the Most Holy Mother of God\n\nMost holy Theotokos\, save us.\n\nO Virgin \, the Word of God\, your Son\, creator of Adam\, first-formed man\, was n o created being even though he fashioned for himself from you a living fle sh.\n\nMost holy Theotokos\, save us.\n\nEqual to the Father\, Son of the Virgin\, Word of God\, fulness of person in two natures\, Jesus is Lord\, perfect God and perfect man.\n\nfrom the Triodion\n\nHave mercy on me\, O God\, have mercy on me.\n\nOf old\, the enemy who hates mankind\, envied t he life of happiness that I had in Paradise\, and taking the form of a ser pent caused me to stumble\, thereby showing me to be a stranger to eternal glory.\n\nHave mercy on me\, O God\, have mercy on me.\n\nOf old\, the en emy who hates mankind\, envied the life of happiness that I had in Paradis e\, and taking the form of a serpent caused me to stumble\, thereby showin g me to be a stranger to eternal glory.\n\nHave mercy on me\, O God\, have mercy on me.\n\nI weep and lament in soul\, and with my eyes I shed abund ant tears\, when I reflect upon\, and understand my nakedness\, which I ha ve gained from transgressing.\n\nHave mercy on me\, O God\, have mercy on me.\n\nI weep and lament in soul\, and with my eyes I shed abundant tears\ , when I reflect upon\, and understand my nakedness\, which I have gained from transgressing.\n\nGlory…\n\nFrom the earth I was fashioned by the h and of God\, and I\, the wretched one\, was told that to the earth I shall return again. Who will not weep for me\, who am cast out from God’s pre sence\, exchanging Eden for Hades.\n\nNow…\n\nWe the faithful proclaim y ou to be the mystical bridal-chamber of glory\, O all-immaculate Birthgive r of God. Wherefore I entreat you\, O pure One: Raise me up\, for I am fal len\, and make me a dweller in the bridal-chamber of Paradise.\n\nKatavasi a: Illumine with Your divine light\, I pray\, O Good One\,* the souls of t hose who with love rise early to pray to You\,* that they may know You\, O Word of God\, as the true God\,* Who recalls us from the darkness of sin. \n\n \;\n\nOde 6\n\nCanon of the Resurrection\n\nIrmos: The deepest ab yss of sins has surrounded me* and my spirit fails me\;* but stretch out y our mighty arm\, O Lord my pilot\, as to Peter\,* and save me.\n\nGlory to your holy Resurrection\, O Lord.\n\nThe abyss of mercy and pity has surro unded me in your tender descent\, O Lord\, for\, made flesh and taking the form of a servant\, you made me as God and glorified me with yourself.\n\ nGlory to your holy Resurrection\, O Lord.\n\nThe one who dealt death has undergone death through seeing the One put to death now brought to life: t hese things are the tokens of your Resurrection\, O Christ\, and the rewar ds of your pure Passion.\n\nMost holy Theotokos\, save us.\n\nOnly All-pur e\, beyond understanding you were mediator between the Creator and man\, p ray to your merciful Son for your stumbling servants and be our defender.\ n\nCanon of the Most Holy Mother of God\n\nMost holy Theotokos\, save us.\ n\nWithout lot or share in form\, he has taken our form from a Maid untouc hed\, becoming man in form and in substance without change in his divinity .\n\nMost holy Theotokos\, save us.\n\nFrom the abyss of sins\, from the s torms of passions sweeping tumultuously over me\, All-pure\, deliver me\; for you are a harbour and an abyss of marvels for the faithful who run to you.\n\nfrom the Triodion\n\nHave mercy on me\, O God\, have mercy on me.\ n\nIn Eden You clothed me with a divinely woven garment O compassionate Sa viour\; but I\, the wretched one\, having believed the deceiver\, have neg lected Your commandment and find myself naked.\n\nHave mercy on me\, O God \, have mercy on me.\n\nIn Eden You clothed me with a divinely woven garme nt O compassionate Saviour\; but I\, the wretched one\, having believed th e deceiver\, have neglected Your commandment and find myself naked.\n\nHav e mercy on me\, O God\, have mercy on me.\n\nO my most wretched soul\, thr ough your carelessness you have departed far from God\; and depriving your self of the delight of Paradise\, you have been separated from the angels\ , and led down into corruption. O How thou art fallen!\n\nHave mercy on me \, O God\, have mercy on me.\n\nO my most wretched soul\, through your car elessness you have departed far from God\; and depriving yourself of the d elight of Paradise\, you have been separated from the angels\, and led dow n into corruption. O How thou art fallen!\n\nGlory…\n\nO almighty God\, have mercy and take pity on the works of Your hands. I pray You\, O good O ne\, turn not away from me\, who has cut himself off from the choir of You r angels.\n\nNow…\n\nO Mary chosen by God\, Queen of all\, you gave birt h to the Lord\, Redeemer and King of all\, whereas I am a prisoner and an exile from Paradise: call me back.\n\nKatavasia: Beholding the sea of life surging with the tempest of temptations\,* I run to Your calm haven\, and cry to You:* Raise up my life from corruption\,* O greatly Merciful One.\ n\n \;\n\nKontakion\, Tone 6\n\nO Master\, Guide to Wisdom*\, Bestower of prudent counsel\,* Instructor of the foolish and Defender of the poor ones\;* make firm my heart and give it understanding.* Give me a word\, O Word of the Father:* Behold\, I shall not stop my lips from crying out to You:* In Your mercy\, have mercy on me who am fallen.\n\nIkos\n\nBanished from the delights of Paradise\, Adam sat outside and wept and beating his hands upon his face he said: “I am fallen\, in Your compassion have merc y on me.” When Adam saw the angel drive him out and shut the door of the divine garden\, he groaned aloud and said: “I am fallen\, in Your compa ssion have mercy on me.” O Paradise\, share in the sorrow of your master who has been brought to poverty\, and with the rustling of your leaves be seech the Creator that He not keep thy gate closed. O compassionate One ha ve mercy on me who am fallen. O Paradise\, all-perfect\, all-holy and most rich\, planted for Adam’s sake and shut because of Eve\, beseech God on behalf of the fallen. O compassionate One have mercy on me who am fallen. \n\n \;\n\nOde 7\n\nCanon of the Resurrection\n\nIrmos: As\, long ago\ , your dew refreshed the three godly children in the Chaldean flames\,* so shine with the enlightening fire of your Godhead* upon us who cry to you: * Blessed are you\, God of our fathers.\n\nGlory to your holy Resurrection \, O Lord.\n\nThe fair veil of the temple was rent in the cross of the Cre ator\, clearly announcing the hidden truth in the scriptures to the faithf ul who cry to you: Blessed are you\, God of our fathers.\n\nGlory to your holy Resurrection\, O Lord.\n\nWhen your side was pierced\, O Christ\, dro ps of your life-giving blood\, flowing from God by divine dispensation\, d istilled upon the earth and re-made those born of the earth who cry to you : Blessed are you\, God of our fathers.\n\nGlory be to the Father\, and to the Son\, and to the Holy Spirit\, the Lord\n\nLet us the faithful glorif y the Good Spirit with the Father and the only-begotten Son\, one in three \, as we worship the first cause and one Godhead\, crying: Blessed are you \, God of our fathers.\n\nCanon of the Most Holy Mother of God\n\nMost hol y Theotokos\, save us.\n\nLord of glory\, ruler of the powers above\, sitt ing with the Father\, carried in the arms of a virgin: Blessed are you\, O Lord\, the God of our fathers.\n\nMost holy Theotokos\, save us.\n\nDeath is bold\, but when it joined battle with you\, God in person made flesh o f the Virgin\, you destroyed it.\n\nfrom the Triodion\n\nHave mercy on me\ , O God\, have mercy on me.\n\nO Lord Who rules over all the ages\, Who by Your own will created me\, through the envy of the crafty serpent of old I have been beguiled\, and angered You\, O Saviour: despise me not\, O God \, but call me back.\n\nHave mercy on me\, O God\, have mercy on me.\n\nO Lord Who rules over all the ages\, Who by Your own will created me\, throu gh the envy of the crafty serpent of old I have been beguiled\, and angere d You\, O Saviour: despise me not\, O God\, but call me back.\n\nHave merc y on me\, O God\, have mercy on me.\n\nWoe is me\, in place of wearing a r obe of light\, I am clothed in a garment of shame. I weep from my loss\, O Saviour\, and with faith cry to You\, O good One: despise me not\, O God\ , but call me back.\n\nHave mercy on me\, O God\, have mercy on me.\n\nWoe is me\, in place of wearing a robe of light\, I am clothed in a garment o f shame. I weep from my loss\, O Saviour\, and with faith cry to You\, O g ood One: despise me not\, O God\, but call me back.\n\nGlory…\n\nThe evi l serpent in his envy has wounded all my soul and caused me to be banished from the delight of paradise\, but O Compassionate Saviour: despise me no t\, since You are God\, and call me back.\n\nNow…\n\nO all-immaculate On e\, in your tender compassion accept my entreaty\; and grant me forgivenes s of my offenses\, O pure One\, for fervently I cry aloud with tears: desp ise me not\, O good One\, but call me back.\n\nKatavasia: An Angel made th e furnace bedew the holy Children.* But the command of God consumed the Ch aldeans* and prevailed upon the tyrant to cry:* O God of our fathers\, ble ssed are You.\n\n \;\n\nOde 8\n\nCanon of the Resurrection\n\nIrmos: I n the unbearable fire\, unharmed by the flames\,* the young men\, famed fo r their fear of God\, stood as one and sang the divine hymn:* Bless the Lo rd\, all you his works\,* and exalt him throughout all the ages.\n\nGlory to your holy Resurrection\, O Lord.\n\nThe brightness of the temple was re nt when your cross was set on Golgotha: all creation bowed down together a nd raised the song: Bless the Lord\, all you his works\, and exalt him thr oughout all the ages.\n\nGlory to your holy Resurrection\, O Lord.\n\nYou have risen\, Christ\, from the grave\, by the divine power of the cross yo u have raised man overthrown by treachery and set him straight again\, cry ing out and saying: Bless the Lord\, all you his works\, and exalt him thr oughout all the ages.\n\nMost holy Theotokos\, save us.\n\nYou are declare d to be the temple of God\, living resting-place and ark\, for you\, pure Mother of God\, have reconciled the Creator to mortal man and fittingly we his works sing your praises and exalt you throughout all the ages.\n\nCan on of the Most Holy Mother of God\n\nMost holy Theotokos\, save us.\n\nPee rless Mother\, surpassing far the ranks of angels and set so near to God: O Virgin\, blessed one\, we bless your child and highly exalt him througho ut all the ages.\n\nMost holy Theotokos\, save us.\n\nYou revealed a fairn ess more beautiful than nature\, shining forth the flesh of God\; O Virgin \, blessed one\, we bless your child and highly exalt him throughout all t he ages.\n\nfrom the Triodion\n\nHave mercy on me\, O God\, have mercy on me.\n\nOf old\, You honoured the work of Your hands with every kind of gif t\, O Lover of mankind\; but\, woe to me! the wicked serpent has deceived us with seductive whispering\, stripping us of the blessings we had receiv ed.\n\nHave mercy on me\, O God\, have mercy on me.\n\nOf old\, You honour ed the work of Your hands with every kind of gift\, O Lover of mankind\; b ut\, woe to me! the wicked serpent has deceived us with seductive whisperi ng\, stripping us of the blessings we had received.\n\nHave mercy on me\, O God\, have mercy on me.\n\nWhy have you hearkened to bitter counsel and disobeyed the divine command? Woe to you\, O miserable soul\, you have gri eved God! even though you were created to ever glorify Him with the angels .\n\nHave mercy on me\, O God\, have mercy on me.\n\nWhy have you hearkene d to bitter counsel and disobeyed the divine command? Woe to you\, O miser able soul\, you have grieved God! even though you were created to ever glo rify Him with the angels.\n\nLet us bless the Father\, Son\, and Holy Spir it\, the Lord!\n\nYou were the appointed lord over creeping things and wil d beasts: why then have you conversed with the destroyer of souls? And why have you taken the deceiver’s counsel as truth? Wretched is your decept ion\, O my soul!\n\nNow…\n\nO Mary\, we hymn you who are full of the gra ce of God\, tabernacle of the Light and dwelling-place of the incarnate Go d. Wherefore shine upon me who am grievously darkened by the passions\, th e light of mercy\, O Hope of the hopeless.\n\nWe praise\, bless\, and wors hip the Lord\, chanting and supremely exalting Him throughout all ages.\n\ nKatavasia: You made flame bedew the holy children\,* and burned the sacri fice of a righteous man with water.* For You alone\, O Christ\, do all as You will\,* we supremely exalt You throughout all ages.\n\n \;\n\nMagn ificat\n\n \;\n\nOde 9\n\nCanon of the Resurrection\n\nIrmos: Marvel n ew and meet for God!* Through the shut gate of the Virgin the Lord surely passes through.* Unclothed in the entering\, fleshbearing in the coming fo rth* God has appeared and the gate remains fast closed.* We magnify her be yond utterance* the Mother of God.\n\nGlory to your holy Resurrection\, O Lord.\n\nO Word of God\, awful it is to see you\, the Creator\, hanging on the tree\, God suffering in human fashion for the sake of his servants\; while lying lifeless in the tomb you yet had loosed the dead from Hell\; f or this\, O Christ\, we magnify you as almighty.\n\nGlory to your holy Res urrection\, O Lord.\n\nLaid dead in the grave\, O Christ\, you saved our f orefathers from the corruption of death\; you raised the dead and made lif e to blossom and\, leading mortal nature by the hand to the light\, you cl othed it with divine incorruptibility\; for this we magnify you\, fountain of everliving light.\n\nMost holy Theotokos\, save us.\n\nTemple and thro ne of God you are declared to be\, All-pure\, wherein he who dwells in the highest took up his abode\, born without man and guarding entire the door s of your flesh. Holy One\, by your unceasing prayers bring swiftly the na tions in final subjection to our king.\n\nCanon of the Most Holy Mother of God\n\nMost holy Theotokos\, save us.\n\nFor the devoted faithful\, no so ngs in praise of you\, O Virgin\, can satisfy\; for ever in their yearning they acquire divine and spiritual yearning as they magnify the Mother of God.\n\nMost holy Theotokos\, save us.\n\nYou have appointed for us\, O Ch rist\, an ambassador who cannot be gainsaid: she who bore you. Treating wi th her\, may you in your mercy grant us the Spirit freely imparting all go odness who through you proceeds from the Father.\n\nfrom the Triodion\n\nH ave mercy on me\, O God\, have mercy on me.\n\nHaving taken my fill\, and tasted of the fruit of knowledge in Eden\, it seemed sweet to me\, but the end of it was bitter. Woe to you\, wretched soul! See how uncontrolled de sire has made you an exile from Paradise!\n\nHave mercy on me\, O God\, ha ve mercy on me.\n\nHaving taken my fill\, and tasted of the fruit of knowl edge in Eden\, it seemed sweet to me\, but the end of it was bitter. Woe t o you\, wretched soul! See how uncontrolled desire has made you an exile f rom Paradise!\n\nHave mercy on me\, O God\, have mercy on me.\n\nO God of all\, Lord of mercy\, look down compassionately upon my humility\, and cas t me not far away from Eden\; but may I see the glory from which I have fa llen\, and hasten with lamentations to regain that which I have lost.\n\nH ave mercy on me\, O God\, have mercy on me.\n\nI lament\, I groan and weep \, seeing the cherubim with the sword of fire guarding the gate of Eden fr om all transgressors. Woe is me! a transgressor\, for I cannot enter there in\, O Saviour\, unless You grant it to me.\n\nGlory…\n\nI put my trust in the abundance of Your mercies\, O Christ Saviour\, and in the Blood fro m Your divine side\; for through Your Blood You have sanctified the nature of mortal man\, O good One\, opening to those that serve You the gates of Paradise which were formerly closed to Adam.\n\nNow…\n\nO unwedded virg in Theotokos\, O impassable door of life\, by your prayers open to me the locked gates of paradise\, that I may glorify you\, who after God\, are my helper and most powerful refuge.\n\nKatavasia: It is impossible for manki nd to see God* upon Whom the orders of Angels dare not gaze\;* but through you\, O all-pure one\,* did the Word Incarnate become a man* and with the Heavenly Hosts* Him we magnify and you we call blessed.\n\nSmall Litany\n \nHoly is the Lord\n\nHymn of Light\n\nTone 3\n\nTruly Christ is risen.* L et no one doubt or be suspicious.* For He appeared to Mary and then to tho se who went fishing.* Then He appeared to His eleven apostles as they were eating.* He sent them forth to baptize the whole world\;* then He ascende d to heaven from which He had descended\,* confirming His divine message b y a multitude of miracles.\n\nTone 3\, Glory…\n\nI\, the wretched one O Lord\, have disobeyed Your commandment\,* and having been stripped of glor y\, am filled with shame.* Woe is me! who have been banished from the swee tness of Paradise.* O merciful One\, have mercy on me* who has been justly deprived of Your good things.\n\nNow…\n\nWe were once banished\, O Lord \, from Paradise\,* through eating from the Tree\;* but You have led us ba ck again\, O my God and Saviour\,* through Your Cross and Passion.* Streng then us by these\, that we may keep the Fast in holiness* and worship Your divine arising\, the Passover of salvation\,* by the prayers of her who g ave birth to You.\n\nPraises\n\nStichera of the Praises\, Tone 3\n\nCome a ll you nations\,* acknowledge the power of the dread mystery\;* for Christ our Saviour\, the beginningless Word\,* was crucified for us and was will ingly buried* and arose from the dead to save the whole universe.* Let us worship Him.\n\nYou guards recounted all the marvels\, O Lord\,* but\, by filling their right hands with money\,* the Sanhedrin of folly thought to conceal Your Resurrection\,* which the world glorifies\;* have mercy upon us.\n\nAll things have been filled with joy on receiving proof of the Resu rrection.* For Mary Magdalene having come to the tomb\,* found an Angel se ated upon the stone\,* radiant in shining raiment\, saying:* Why do you se ek the living among the dead?* He is not here\, but He has arisen\, as He foretold\,* and goes before you into Galilee.\n\nIn Your light\, O Master and Lover of mankind\,* shall we see light.* For arose from the dead\,* gr anting salvation to the race of mankind\,* wherefore all creation glorifie s You\, the only sinless one\;* have mercy upon us.\n\nTone 5\n\n“Woe is me” lamented Adam crying aloud:* “For the serpent and the woman have deprived me of my boldness before God\,* and through eating of the tree I have become an exile from the joys of paradise.”* “Woe is me! I can no more endure the shame.* From the counsel of the evil-one\,* I who was onc e king of all earth’s creatures fashioned by God\,* have now become a pr isoner.* I who was once clothed in the glory of immortality* must now\, as a mortal\, wrap myself miserably in the skin of mortality.* Woe is me! wh o will participate with me in my sorrow?* But\, O Lover of mankind\, Who h ave fashioned me from the earth and are clothed in compassion\,* deliver m e from the works of the enemy and save me.”\n\nThe arena of the virtues has been opened\,* let all who wish to struggle now enter therein\,* girdi ng themselves for the noble struggles of the Fast\;* for those that strive lawfully are justly crowned.* Taking up the armour of the Cross* let us m ake war against the enemy. * Let us have as our invincible rampart—the F aith\,* and as our breastplate—prayer\,* and as our helmet—almsgiving\ ;* and in place of a sword let us make use of fasting* which cuts away eve ry evil from our heart.* If we do this\, we shall receive the true crown f rom Christ the King of all\,* at the day of Judgment.\n\nTone 6\n\nAdam wa s driven out of Paradise\,* having eaten food as one disobedient\;* Moses was a God-seer\,* because he had cleansed the eyes of his soul by fasting. * Wherefore\, longing to dwell in Paradise * let us abstain from all needl ess food\;* and if we desire to see God\,* let us like Moses fast the fort y-day fast\, with sincere intercessions\, patiently praying.* Let us calm the passions of our soul* and subdue the rebelliousness of the flesh.* Wit h light step let us set out upon the path to heaven\,* where the choirs of angels with never-silent voices* hymn the praises of the undivided Trinit y\,* beholding the unsurpassed beauty of the Master.* O Son of God\, Giver of Life\, in You we set our hope:* Deem us worthy of a place there with t he angelic hosts\,* by the intercessions of her who bore You\, O Christ\,* of the apostles and the martyrs and of all the venerable saints.\n\nThe t ime is now at hand* to start upon the spiritual contest\,* to gain victory over demonic powers\,* to put on the armour of abstinence\,* to clothe ou rselves in the glory of the angels\,* to stand with boldness before God.* By which things Moses spoke to the Creator\,* hearing the voice of the inv isible One.* By which things also O Lord\,* grant that we may worship Your Passion* and Your Holy Resurrection\, O Lover of mankind.\n\nTone 6\, Glo ry…\n\nThe time is now at hand* to start upon the spiritual contest\,* t o gain victory over demonic powers\,* to put on the armour of abstinence\, * to clothe ourselves in the glory of the angels\,* to stand with boldness before God.* By which things Moses spoke to the Creator\,* hearing the vo ice of the invisible One.* By which things also O Lord\,* grant that we ma y worship Your Passion* and Your Holy Resurrection\, O Lover of mankind.\n \nTone 2\, Now…\n\nYou are truly most blessed\, O virgin Mother of God.* Through the One who was incarnate of you\,* Hades was chained\, Adam revi ved\, the curse wiped out\,* Eve set free\, Death put to death\,* and we o urselves were brought back to life.* That is why we cry out in praise\;* B lessed are You\, O Christ our God\,* who finds in this your good pleasure. Glory to You!\n\nGreat Doxology\n\nTrisagion Prayers\n\nTroparion\, Tone 2\n\nToday salvation has come to the world.* Let us sing to Him who is ris en from the tomb\,* the Author of Life who has crushed Death by his death* and bestowed on us victory and great mercy.\n\nInsistent Litany\n\nLitany of Supplication\n\nGreat Dismissal\n\n \n\nDIVINE LITURGY ON SUNDAY MORN ING\n\nTroparia and Kontakia\n\nTroparion\, Tone 3: Let the heavens be gla d\, let the earth rejoice\,* for the Lord has done a mighty deed with His arm.* He trampled death by death. He became the first-born of the dead\;* He saved us from the abyss of Hades* and granted great mercy to the world. \n\nGlory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit\, now and for ever and ever. Amen.\n\nKontakion\, Tone 6: O Master\, Guide to Wisdo m*\, Bestower of prudent counsel\,* Instructor of the foolish and Defender of the poor ones\;* make firm my heart and give it understanding.* Give m e a word\, O Word of the Father:* Behold\, I shall not stop my lips from c rying out to You:* In Your mercy\, have mercy on me who am fallen.\n\nProk eimenon\, Tone 8\n\nPray and give praise to the Lord our God.* Pray and gi ve praise to the Lord our God.\n\nverse: In Judea God is known\; His name is great in Israel. (Psalm 75:12\,2)\n\nEpistle\n\nRomans 13:11-14:4\n\nAl leluia\, Tone 6\n\nverse: It is good to give praise to the Lord\, and to s ing to Your name\, O Most High.\n\nverse: To announce Your mercy in the mo rning and Your truth every night. (Psalm 91:2\,3)\n\nGospel\n\nMatthew 6:1 4-21\n\nCommunion Hymn\n\nPraise the Lord from the heavens\;* praise Him i n the highest.* Alleluia\, alleluia\,* alleluia. 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