Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit, now and ever
and unto ages of ages. Amen.
Your womb became a Heavenly Table, bearing the Heavenly Bread--Christ our
God. Whoever eats of him shall not die, O Birth-giver of God, according
to the word of the Nourisher of all.
More honorable than the Cherubim, and more glorious beyond compare than
the Seraphim: without defilement you gave birth to God the Word: true
Theotokos, we magnify you!
Thou, O Lord, hast made us glad by Thy works; in the works of Thy hands
shall we rejoice. Lift up the Light of Thy countenance upon us, O Lord!
Thou hast put joy in my heart. With the fruit of wheat, wine and oil have
we been satisfied. In peace I will both lie down and sleep; for Thou
alone, O Lord, makest me to dwell in hope.
Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit, now and ever
and unto ages of ages. Amen.