Icon of the Mother of God Tolga
Kontakion 1
To the chosen Voivode, our Lady Theotokos, who overshadowed the Russian country with the fiery appearance of Her icon on the Tolga, we proclaim a praiseworthy song: But You, O Mother of God, as having an invincible power, deliver us from all troubles, calling: Rejoice, our Joy, who ever comforts us with Your icon .
Ikos 1
The earthly angel and the heavenly man, Saint Tryphon of Christ, was chosen from above to quickly serve Thy holy icon on the Tolga appearance, the Lady of the Presence: therefore, having made the path from Beloezero along the Volga River, in the night I saw a pillar of fire on its deserted horizon and, having reached the place, by You the chosen one, seeing Your holy icon standing in the air and shining with the light of Heaven, falling to it in prayer, crying out to You with warm tears: Rejoice, holy God-receiving one, illuminating the darkness of our souls; Rejoice, everlasting dawn, dispelling the darkness of our sins. Rejoice, you who wonderfully received Christ God, like a burning coal from the Heavenly Altar; Rejoice, Unburnt Kupino, foreseen by the lawmaker Moses. Rejoice, pillar of fire, guiding New Israel; Rejoice, dew-bearing cloud, quenching the heat of our passions. Rejoice, O Almighty Representative, who removes the clouds of God’s wrath from our heads; Rejoice, Zealous Intercessor, delivering us from eternal destruction. Rejoice, Thou who hast given us Thy honorable image as a guarantee of salvation; Rejoice, you who blessed the Russian country with his fiery appearance on Tolga. Rejoice, our Joy, who constantly consoles us with Your icon.
Kontakion 2
Seeing the currents of miracles and healings from Thy holy icon, Immaculate Virgin, we are perplexed to glorify Thee according to our heritage: what human tongue can utter Thy greatness, O wondrous Chamber of the Sovereign? Moreover, we are overcome by Thy love, we dare to preach Thy miracles revealed at Tolga, and sing praises of all to the Creator: Alleluia.
Ikos 2
Realizing the visitation of God, the wonderful saint tearfully prayed with fear before Thy fiery icon, Most Pure Mother of God, and by God’s gaze left his holy rod on that breeze, where he prayed: in the morning the saint’s companions, seeking his rod, found with him there Thy unappeared icon , standing on the ground among the trees: and so the pledge of God’s grace was revealed to everyone, bestowed on the Russian country by the favor of the Almighty, who inspires us to cry out in praise to You: Rejoice, unfading and fragrant blossom of virginity; Rejoice, snow-white crene, filled with the dew of the Holy Spirit. Rejoice, Mother of the Most High God, who by Your mercy does not abandon those below; Rejoice, Queen of Heaven and earth, Who submits to all the elements. Rejoice, Divine bridge, through which the faithful safely cross the seas of life and the fierce abyss; Rejoice, Good Guide, instructing us on the path of salvation. Rejoice, city of the Great King, in whom earthly wanderers find a benign refuge; Rejoice, quiet haven for the overwhelmed. Rejoice, wall of protection for the Christian race; Rejoice, Protector of the world, who broadens the clouds. Rejoice, our Joy, who constantly consoles us with Your icon.
Kontakion 3
The gracious power bestowed on Thy icon, the Most Holy Lady Theotokos, convenes the faithful councils with spiritual songs to glorify Thee, the Most Honest Cherub and the Most Glorious Seraphim: for having given birth incorruptibly to the One of the Trinity, you now stand before the Throne of the Trinitarian Divinity, where the Armies of Heaven cry out in trepidation: Alleluia.
Ikos 3
Having taken care of the creation of a temple of God and a monastic monastery at the site of the appearance of your wonderful icon on Tolga, the All-Merciful Lady, Saint Tryphon, together with the inhabitants of the city of Yaroslavl, with the zeal of many people, they routinely erect the temple of God and thus create a new holy monastery, in which the blessings of thee are silently sung to you. : Rejoice, you who have chosen the Russian country as your lot to inherit; Rejoice, Thy wonder-working icons, for having multiplied the stars in them. Rejoice, thou who by the radiance of Thy miracles heralds the spring of salvation to us; Rejoice, who warms our frozen hearts with the warmth of Your mercy. Rejoice, Thou who providest every age of the faithful with Thy bounties; Rejoice, you who graciously care for babies. Rejoice, loving repose of the elders; Rejoice, you who compassionately looks after widows and orphans. Rejoice, O sovereign confederate of repentant sinners; Rejoice, true servants of God, the All-Very Helper. Rejoice, our Joy, who constantly consoles us with Your icon.
Kontakion 4
The storm of sorrows is quenched by You and the waves of fierce passions are turned into silence, Most Blessed Virgin, for You have been given the great grace of universal intercession. In the same way, looking at Your holy icon with tenderness, in sorrow we draw consolation, in sickness, we draw healing abundantly from it and call the voices of praise on it to Your Son and God depicted together with You: Alleluia.
Ikos 4
Hearing from those near and far, how the source of miracles appeared on Tolga, Your holy and most pure icon, the Queen and Lady of all creation, with zeal many flowed to Your healing image, receiving from it the gifts of Your countless bounties. In the same way, we, unworthy, following the path of our fathers, with faith and love, fall to Your miraculous icon and cry out to You from the depths of our hearts: Rejoice, for Your icon, invisibly surrounded by Angels, sanctified the air; Rejoice, for Thy icon, which appeared like fire on Tolga, enlightened the whole country. Rejoice, for through Your icon people in ill health and sorrow find immediate help; Rejoice, for by the light of Your icon demons are driven away. Rejoice, for Thy icon was given to the city of Yaroslavl and its borders from above as a saving inheritance; Rejoice, for Your monastery on Tolga is brightly adorned with Your icon. Rejoice, for before Your icon saints and people reverently worship; Rejoice, for Your icon is divinely honored by the entire multitude of Orthodox believers. Rejoice, God-wise monks, Good Helper for salvation; Rejoice, strong intercession of God-enlightened Russia. Rejoice, our Joy, who constantly consoles us with Your icon.
Kontakion 5
God-bearing star, Your honorable icon, Lady of God, enlighten our midnight country with the radiance of glorious miracles, even as Russia, having received a Divine gift, glorifies and sings of Your generosity: But You, All-generous and All-merciful Intercessor of our race, illuminate our hearts with the light of grace, may we be able to sing the seraphic hymn to our Lord in a pleasing manner: Alleluia.
Ikos 5
Having seen the glorious miracle of how suddenly from Your holy icon, Most Pure Virgin, from Your right hand and from the left foot of the Infant of God held by You, two streams of the fragrant and healing world flowed out, the reverent Hegumen Herman and his brethren were filled with horror and joy and, anointing themselves with that blessed world, You These are joyful verbs offered to the Lord: Rejoice, precious alavaster, filled with the fragrance of Christ; Rejoice, thou storehouse of healings that never runs low. Rejoice, thou who surpasses human understanding in the greatness of Thy miracles; Rejoice, you who pour out healing myrrh in a more natural way from the dry board. Rejoice, you who heal many ailments in this world; Rejoice, showing Thy mercy to us through the outpouring of peace from Thy holy icon. Rejoice, you who water our souls for spiritual fruitfulness; Rejoice, thou who delight our hearts with Thy Divine providence for us. Rejoice, you who are all-gold, who keep the manna from heaven; Rejoice, Tabernacle of the Living God. Rejoice, our Joy, who constantly consoles us with Your icon.
Kontakion 6
Preachers of the Enlightenment of God, the Apostles of Christ, when they saw in Lydda, on the wall of Your temple, Your icon not made by hands, they bowed down to it with reverence, the Most Pure Mother of God, imitating them, and we, in humility, kneeled before Your wondrous and multi-healing image, which is seen on fire in Tolga You have been pleased to appear, we zealously bow down and with love sing a song of praise to the Savior of the world born of You: Alleluia.
Ikos 6
A shimmering dawn of great miracles has risen for us on Tolga, Your Divine Icon, the Virgin Mary, in which the undoubted guarantee of God's favor and Your Heavenly intercession to the Russian country has been sent down from the generous hand of the Almighty God. In the same way, we joyfully glorify Your mercy and cry out to You in song: Rejoice, our Guardian and Confirmation; Rejoice, our Helper and Praise. Rejoice, abundant wealth for the poor and wretched; Rejoice, you who do not disdain the despised and rejected themselves. Rejoice, you who snatch away sinners who cry to You from the pit of destruction; Rejoice, you who bring back those who are dangerously ill from the gates of death. Rejoice, God-given consolation to those who suffer; Rejoice, those who pray to You will soon be heard. Rejoice, gracious consolation of all who mourn; Rejoice, indestructible protection of those who trust in You. Rejoice, our Joy, who constantly consoles us with Your icon.
Kontakion 7
Although Christ, the Lover of Mankind, showed His great love for people redeemed by His Honest Blood, You, His Immaculate Mother, gave the gift of protection and protection to the Christian race; You, truly compassionate Mother, appear to everyone who resorts to Your warm intercession with faith and hope, and do not deprive us of it, who glorify Your most honorable name and worship Your miraculous image, calling Your Son: Alleluia.
Ikos 7
A new and wondrous miracle revealed all miracles, Creator and all creation, Master, when during the fire of Your monastery on Tolga, by the permission of God, Your temple suddenly burned down, Your holy icon is unburnt and preserved unharmed in it, invisibly carried by angelic hands from the prisoner and fire of the blazing temple, outside the monastery, in the forest oak grove, where standing on a tree and shining with light, the Most Pure and Most Blessed Virgin was found by Your good providence, hearing from us this due praise: Rejoice, shining with grace and the glory of wondrous miracles; Rejoice, clothed in the bright robe of mercies and generosity. Rejoice, having conquered by Your Divine power the power of the fiery nature; Rejoice, Thou who hast made Thy venerable icon into flames. Rejoice, who did not allow the pledge of Your favor towards us to perish untimely; Rejoice, thou who snatched him from the flame by angelic hands. Rejoice, you who shone forth a quiet and joyful light from Your many-wonderful image; Rejoice, you who have made the sorrowful hearts of the monks of Your monastery glad by finding him. Rejoice, you who turned their lamentation into rejoicing; Rejoice, you who generously made up for their deprivation. Rejoice, our Joy, who constantly consoles us with Your icon.
Kontakion 8
We are wanderers and strangers in this fleeting world, creating the path to our Eternal Heavenly Fatherland, You, good Hodegetria, we pray and ask, guide us along the path of the saving commandments of Christ to the bright city of Jerusalem on High and do not allow us to deviate into the wilds of sin, leading to the prison of hell, May we, saved by Your sovereign help, be worthy on the land of the living to sing an eternal song of praise to our Creator: Alleluia.
Ikos 8
Granting to all all good and saving things from Thy holy, miraculous icon, Most Pure Mother of God, even as a treasure of great value is seen, with a voice of joy and thanksgiving we cry out to Thy: Rejoice, O blessed Satisfactor of sorrows and sorrows; Rejoice, good Healer of mental and physical ailments. Rejoice, quick presenter of the drowning to the Deliverer; Rejoice, trustworthy Guardian of travelers. Rejoice, enlightenment of the blind; Rejoice, walking upright for the lame. Rejoice, dumb and clear-speaking; Rejoice, cleansing of lepers. Rejoice, good hearing for the deaf; Rejoice, revival of the dead. Rejoice, our Joy, who constantly consoles us with Your icon.
Kontakion 9
Our entire Orthodox country, blessed by Your mercies, Mother of God, silently glorifies Your name and reverently venerates the image of Your most pure face, whose wondrous and glorious custom is You to show us miracles. In the same way, the sons of Russia always have Your icon as a shield and protection from enemies visible and invisible, and with Your holy help the victorious adversaries cry out to the King of Heaven and earth: Alleluia.
Ikos 9
Our song-writing is not sufficient to express all the miracles of You, Lady, revealed and adored to us from Your multi-healing icon on Tolga: but You, as the Good and Merciful Mother, do not disdain our inadequate and unworthy praises and graciously bow to You crying: Rejoice, Delighted and Blessed Virgin; Rejoice, for the Lord is with You and You with us. Rejoice, only one chosen and good among women; Rejoice, having opened the entrance to the Kingdom of Heaven for the human race. Rejoice, thou who hast increased for us the Fruit of salvation; Rejoice, O Savior who gave birth to our souls. Rejoice, you who held the Almighty in Your arms; Rejoice, you who carried the Creator in Your hand. Rejoice, Thou who nourished the Nourisher of the universe with Thy milk; Rejoice, animated one in the temple of God the Word. Rejoice, our Joy, who constantly consoles us with Your icon.
Kontakion 10
We see Your holy abode on Tolga as a saving and quiet refuge from the troubles of the sea of life, in which Your icon, the Lady, illuminating with the rays of faithful miracles, guides everyone on the path of piety and salvation. For this reason, we glorify Your benevolence, as You constantly abided with us by Your icon, graciously healing our souls and bodies and interceding for us at the Throne of the Most Holy Trinity, where the faces of the saints joyfully proclaim: Alleluia.
Ikos 10
The wall and cover of the city of Yaroslavl, Thy holy icon was given from the generosity of the Lover of mankind, imitating Him in His love for mankind, Our All-Merciful Queen and Lady, with many you preserved this city from the destruction of the army, and during the disastrous lack of rain, you gave it abundant rain by the coming of Your honorable image, which also Now you graciously visit us and graciously accept before him our prayers offered to You from our hearts, with the following singing: Rejoice, who wipes away the tears of sorrow from the eyes of the suffering and sad; Rejoice, sorrowful heart, delighting with Your gracious participation. Rejoice, Thou who hast raised up the dead youth, to the joy of his parents who wept before Thy icon; Rejoice, thou who bestowed childbearing upon a couple of barren spouses. Rejoice, you freed the girl, possessed by an evil spirit, from demonic torment; Rejoice, you who soon healed the husband who had a dry nose. Rejoice, you who fell into the hands of robbers and who called You for help from bitter death; Rejoice, priest, who suffered from deafness, and who made it possible to hear clearly. Rejoice, Thou who miraculously filled the shortage of food in Thy holy monastery; Rejoice, blasphemer, who stole the property of Your monastery and threateningly punished him. Rejoice, our Joy, who constantly consoles us with Your icon.
Kontakion 11
Our humble singing and prayers, before Your holy and miraculous icon, offered to You out of warm love, do not despise, O All-Merciful Lady, but be kind to us, who worship with reverence and faith Your Divine image and ask with tears Your merciful intercession, whose power truly surpasses every understanding convenes councils of angels and men together to praise the Creator with the red song of God: Alleluia.
Ikos 11
The luminous lamp, filled with the oil of mercy and overflowing, we contemplate Thee with the eyes of faith, God-chosen Mother of God, and, illuminated by Thy meek radiance, and ever warmed by Thy love, to Thee, our Good Intercessor, with the icon of Thy wondrous bounty bestowed upon us, we say gratefully and tenderly : Rejoice , in all kinds of needs and villages, giving us quick help; Rejoice, you who shed heavenly joy into our hearts in sorrows and sorrows. Rejoice, Thou who delivered the clergy of Thy monastery from the drowning of the water; Rejoice, you who brought your dead wife back to life. Rejoice, you who have healed demons many times; Rejoice, you who have endowed those who are delirious with common sense. Rejoice, you who healed the sick through the eyes of those who were sick; Rejoice, Thou who didst make the blind man see before Thy icon. Rejoice, you who made the lame and the poor walk upright; Rejoice, you who brought healing to the sick head by Your appearance in a dream. Rejoice, our Joy, who constantly consoles us with Your icon.
Kontakion 12
The grace of God, holy and immaculate dwelling, Mother of the Lord of the Highest Powers, grace our thoughts, piously sing Your miracles, revealed on the Tolga from Your honorable icon, and with Your unevening radiance illuminate our dark souls, leading them to the light of the Trisian Divinity, where there is eternal joy and bliss prepared for the righteous, who sing the ceaseless song to the Almighty: Alleluia.
Ikos 12
We sing a song of praise and thanksgiving to Thee, O God-rejoicing Virgin, we preach loudly the greatness of Thy miracles and the richness of Thy mercy shown to us and our Fatherland, and from the depths of our hearts we offer Thee with humility and faith these laudable gifts: Rejoice, good Mother of all who honor Thee with love and those who worship Your honest image; Rejoice, kind Nurse of virgins and motherless orphans. Rejoice, indestructible fortress of the Christian world; Rejoice, Russian powers, invincible protection. Rejoice, Holy Orthodox Church, much-sung glory; Rejoice, blessed fertilizer for saints and priests. Rejoice, virtuous monk, Intercessor of eternal joy; Rejoice, and in the world of those who live piously, do not deprive Thy intercession. Rejoice, healing our bodies from various ailments; Rejoice, thou who deliverest our souls from invisible enemies. Rejoice, our Joy, who constantly consoles us with Your icon.
Kontakion 13
Oh, All-Singing Mother, who gave birth to Eternal Joy - our Lord Jesus Christ, earthly and heavenly Savior! Receive with grace our prayerful singing, offered to You with faith and reverence before Your miraculous icon, and through Your omnipotent prayers deliver us from temporary troubles and eternal torment, and grant us the honor to live in piety and orthodoxy here, in earthly life, there, in the future in joy Dearly, with all the saints, sing eternally to our Creator: Alleluia.
(This kontakion is read three times, then ikos 1 and kontakion 1)
First prayer
Oh, Most Holy Lady, Virgin Mother of God, the highest of the Cherubim and Seraphim and the Holiest of all saints! You, the All-Blessed One, on Tolga, You deigned to display Your multi-healing icon to the blessed Saint Tryphon in a fiery way, and with it You performed many and ineffable miracles and are now doing them, according to Your ineffable mercy towards us. Before Your most pure image, we bow down and pray, O Most Blessed Intercessor of our race: in this earthly journey, many-sorrowful and much-rebellious, do not deprive us of Your intercession and sovereign protection. Save and protect us, Lady, from the kindled arrows of the crafty enemy of our salvation. Strengthen our weak will to do the commandments of Christ, soften our hardened hearts with love for God and our neighbors, grant us heartfelt contrition and true repentance, so that, having been cleansed from the filth of sin, we can bring to the Creator the fruits of good deeds that are pleasing to Him, and be honored with a peaceful Christian death and response right at His Last and impartial Judgment. Hey, Lady All-Merciful! In the terrible hour of death, show us Your powerful intercession most of all, then hasten to help us, helpless, and with Your sovereign hand snatch us from the hand of the fierce ruler of the world, for truly Your prayer can do much before the face of the Lord, and nothing is impossible for Your intercession, unless you only desire . Moreover, looking at Your holy image with tenderness and before it, as if You were alive and living with us, worshiping with good hope, we ourselves, and each other, and our whole life, through God, we prayerfully commend to You and we magnify You with our Savior, the Lord, who was born of You. To Jesus Christ, to Him, with His Beginning Father and the Most Holy Spirit, is due all glory, honor and worship, now and ever, and unto ages of ages. Amen.
Second prayer
Accept, O All-Blessed and All-Powerful, Most Pure Lady Lady, Virgin Mother of God, these prayers, now brought to You with tears from us, Your unworthy servants, to Your whole-bearing image with tenderness, flowing to You, as You yourself exist, and hear our prayers, and giving with faith to those who ask, the fulfillment of every request. You ease the sorrows of those who mourn, you grant health to the weak, you heal the weakened and sick, you drive away demons from demons, you deliver the offended from insults and save the perishing, you forgive repentant sinners, you cleanse lepers, you are kind to little children, you free them from bonds and prisons, and you heal all kinds of varied passions. , Lady Lady Theotokos: all things are possible through Your intercession to Your Son, Christ our God. Oh, All-Singing Mother, Most Holy Theotokos Virgin Mary! Do not cease to pray for us, Your unworthy servants, who glorify You and honor and worship Your most pure image, and who have irrevocable hope and undoubted faith in You, the Ever-Virgin, Most Glorious and Immaculate, now and ever, and unto the ages of ages. Amen.
Troparion, tone 4
Today Your image, the Most Pure Virgin Mother of God, shines brightly on Tolga, and, like the unsetting sun, the faithful have always sat down, having seen Him in the air, invisibly the Angels, like no one, are holding, the Right Reverend Bishop of the city of Rostov Tryphon flowing towards the revealed luminous pillar of fire, and across the waters , as if on dry ground, pass, and pray to You faithfully for the flock and for the people. And we, flowing to You, call: Most Holy Virgin Theotokos, truly save those who glorify You, our country, the bishops and the entire Russian people from all troubles according to Your great mercy.
Song 7
Irmos: Having come from Judea, the youths in Babylon sometimes asked the flames of the cave by the Triple faith, singing: God of the fathers, blessed art thou.
Most Holy Theotokos, save us.
Worldly merriment and soulless passion for death within me, O Virgin, contempt for temporal things, desire for eternal blessings and imperishable joy, grant me with those who sing: Fathers, God, blessed art thou.
Most Holy Theotokos, save us.
Unreasonable consolation and excess, harmful to the mind, creating defilement for the soul, separate from me, O Virgin, and grant it worthy, giving the body the health it needs, but satisfying the life, enjoying the anticipation of eternal blessings together with those who sing: God of the fathers, blessed art thou.
Glory:
Sin, the cruel death of those who give birth, have defiled and stained my soul, but You, Most Pure Lady, cleanse me from this, and guide me to a life pleasing to God, decorate me with abstinence and reverence, and give me a pure heart to sing: God of the fathers, blessed art thou.
And now:
Renew me, darkened by self-love, enlighten me with the light of Your vision to the Lady, and, having tamed the lusts of the flesh in me, grant me, Who was born of You, unceasingly pure lips to sing: Fathers God, blessed art thou.
Song 5
Irmos: Enlighten us with Your commandments, O Lord, and with Your high arm grant us Your peace, O Lover of Mankind.
Most Holy Theotokos, save us.
Flood the fire of impurity and all filthiness in me, liquefied by the sea of Your goodness, and dilute the darkness of sin, and fill my heart with joy, O All-Immaculate One.
Most Holy Theotokos, save us.
Do not give ugly blasphemy a place in me, O Lady, destroy the village of temptations, make me a temple of purity and all piety, so that I magnify You with clean lips, O All-Immaculate One.
Glory:
Death, judgment, Gehenna, Deepen the Kingdom of Heaven in my memory, O Lady; Yes, still keeping this last in my memory, I will leave the taxes of fierce iniquities and after my death I will receive the Kingdom of Heaven through You, now I magnify You forever, the only hope of my soul.
And now:
The love of this life that is excessive and the temporary carnal peace of zeal put aside from me, I pray to Thee, Pure One, that I may avoid vain thoughts, through You I will receive wealth incorruptible in Heaven, the only hope of my soul.
Song 8
Irmos: Praise and extol the Heavenly King, Whom all the Angels sing, praise and extol forever.
Most Holy Theotokos, save us.
Satisfy the indignation of my soul, O All-Immaculate One, deliver me from the slander of those who slander, tame the sinful enmity in me and turn away hatred with the memory of malice from me, Virgin, may I glorify Thee, Pure One, forever.
Most Holy Theotokos, save us.
The fire of rage, strongly kindled in me, extinguish with the dew of Thy grace, blasphemy, which multiplies the bitterness of my soul, and every kind of malice nesting in my heart, eradicate, Virgin, may I glorify Thee, Pure One, forever.
Glory:
Write the image of God's grace, O All-Pure One, in my soul and strengthen and establish me with the seal of Thy mercy, yes, I am delivered from all evils, with peaceful lips I glorify Thee, O Pure One, forever.
And now:
Do not take Your meekness and gentleness away from me, Immaculate Virgin, grant me steadfast patience in temptation, so that, rejoicing, I glorify You, Pure One, forever.
Song 6
Irmos: I will pour out a prayer to the Lord and to Him I will proclaim my sorrows, for my soul is filled with evil and my stomach is approaching hell, and I pray like Jonah: from aphids, O God, lift me up.
Most Holy Theotokos, save us.
Make joy, to the chagrin of my neighbor, alien to me, O Most Wonderful Queen, do not allow me to be sincerely without sorrow, O Humane-loving Lady, and deliver me from the enemies of crime, I diligently pray to Thee, All-Immaculate.
Most Holy Theotokos, save us.
Do not allow envy to take root in my thoughts, born from a holy root, O Virgin, and deliver me from brotherly hatred, O Pure One, lest I envy the devil, who brought death into the world, being darkened and deprived of God’s grace and eternal life, All-Immaculate.
Glory:
Place indifference in troubles in me, O All-Pure One, with those who rejoice in prosperity, spiritual joy; to those who lament in misadventure, grant me regret, O Most Holy One, and brotherly love according to the same nature and according to the sharing of the same grace of Christ, sent down to me from above, the Virgin who gave birth to love in the abyss.
And now:
Warm in me an extreme desire to do good to everyone by nature and in the name of Christ from the soul, O Good One, so that my soul will not be filled with cruel evils, and my stomach will approach hell, and I will be betrayed without mercy, as if I had not done mercy, into the outer darkness, the All-Immaculate.
Lord have mercy
(three times).
Glory, and now:
Song 1
Irmos: Having passed through water like dry land, and having escaped the evil of Egypt, the Israeli cried out: Let us drink to our Deliverer and our God.
Chorus:
Most Holy Theotokos, save us.
Enlighten my mind, darkened by many misfortunes, O Virgin, who gave birth to the Divine Light, ignite my will, which is depressed in virtue, with sacred love, my memory, which is exhausted in praise, strengthen, so that I may sing worthily of Your most luminous appearance on Tolga, O Pure One.
Most Holy Theotokos, save us.
Beautiful Temple of the Trisolar Light, decorate my feelings, I pray, yes, chaste with all my feelings, I will chastely sing of Your honest appearance on Tolga, O Pure One.
Glory:
I fall before Your most radiant icon, O accursed one: Enlighten my soul, show my body undefiled, and, having freed me from cruel ailments, show me a partaker of the Heavenly inheritance, O Blessed One of God.
And now:
Just as You showed the dawn of Your image to the God-bearing saint as a pillar of fire, so now You show Your speedy intercession and intercession to the faithful with the light of grace. Look then upon the slaves who call upon Thee and demand Thy help, O Blessed One, grant the land of Russia sovereign victory over its enemies, for Thou art guilty of all good things, having embodied eternal goodness for us, Praise be to Heaven and the world, the Helper.
Song 4
Irmos: I heard, O Lord, Thy mystery, I understood Thy works and glorified Thy Divinity.
Most Holy Theotokos, save us.
With the cruelty of my burdened heart, ease me, with unmercifulness towards those who demand my stony womb, soften me, with the storm of love of money that has enveloped me, calm me down, O Blessed Lady of God.
Most Holy Theotokos, save us.
In the hope of perishable and temporary things, do not leave me and the flame of unrighteous theft, having covered the abyss of Your mercy, extinguish in me, O One Ever-Virgin.
Glory:
Require idolatry in covetousness and godlessness in the error of true piety and the Orthodox faith from the Orthodox, O Lady, and completely destroy them from those of the same faith, so that we may unanimously praise Thee, the One Ever-Virgin.
And now:
My mind, I pray to You, is well-trained to the knowledge of the One Existing God, to the consideration of eternal blessings, and grant me generosity, like Tabitha, and adorn me with the grace of Christ, like Cornelius the centurion, the One Ever-Virgin.
Song 3
Irmos: O Supreme Creator of the heavenly circle, O Lord, and the Creator of the Church, Thou strengthenest me in Thy love, the desires of the land, the faithful affirmation, the One Lover of Mankind.
Most Holy Theotokos, save us.
Lay down in me the taxes of demons, pride in virtues, hypocrisy in holiness, vanity in vigil, arrogance in reverence and ingratitude in the benefits of Your Son, One All-Sung Virgin.
Most Holy Theotokos, save us.
Make me strange to curiosity, I pray to Thee, O Virgin, and alien to curiosity about human sins; insolence and excessive hope in the mercy of Thy Son have been given away from me, so that I may bear fruits worthy of Thy Son, the only Most Pure One.
Glory:
Recognizing the beginning and badness of my nature, I pray to Thee, O Virgin, grant me contempt of self-love, flight from human praise, knowledge of my own sin and my own weaknesses, the only one blessed by God.
And now:
Brief end of all things and the whole mortal world and future torment for the vanity of vain deeds, consider worthy, O Virgin, that by the grace of Your Son I may be guided to the path of true repentance, I will escape eternal damnation, Most Immaculate.
Lord have mercy
(
three times
).
