_Troparion._ Bearing the lamps, precede we Christ, who, as a bridegroom, from the grave comes forth, and, with the festal-loving ranks, let us together keep the saving Pasch of God. _Ode vi._ _Irmos._ Thou didst descend into earth’s lowest parts, O Christ, and break the eternal bonds that held the captives bound, and the third day didst rise out of the sepulchre, as Jonas from the whale. _Troparion._ Keeping the seals entire, thou didst arise, O Christ, out of the sepulchre, who, at thy birth, didst not destroy the virgin bars; and thou hast op’d to us the doors of paradise. _Troparion._ My Saviour, who, as God, didst to the Father bring thyself, of thine own will, an offering living and unsacrific’d also, arising from the grave, thou hast, along with thee, raised all Adam’s race. _Condakion. Tone viii._ If into the grave thou didst descend, Immortal One, yet didst thou overthrow the might of hades, and, as victor, rise, Christ God, unto the women bearing myrrh exclaiming, Hail! and giving peace to thine apostles, O thou that grantest resurrection unto them that fallen be. _Icos._ The Sun, that was before the sun, set once within a grave, the maidens bearing myrrh, preventing dawn, sought as the day, and unto one another cried, Come ye, O friends, let us with scents anoint the body that life-bringing is, and buried is, the flesh, that raiseth fallen Adam, that lieth in a grave. Let us go on, let us make haste, like as the Magi did; and let us bring the myrrh as gift to him that’s wrapp’d, not in the swaddling bands, but in a winding-sheet; and let us weep, and let us cry, Master, arise, who grantest resurrection unto them that fallen be. _Ode vii._ _Irmos._ He that delivered the children from the furnace became man, and suffered as mortal, and, by his suffering, endued the mortal with the beauty of immortality, even he, our fathers’ God, who only blessed and most glorious is. _Troparion._ The women who were divinely wise sped back to thee with myrrh; and him whom they sought with tears as mortal, they worshipp’d with joy as living God; and told, O Christ, to thy disciples the glad tidings of the mystic Pasch. _Troparion._ We celebrate the death of death, the overthrow of hades, the first-fruits of another life that endless is, and sing exultingly the Cause, even him, our fathers’ God, who only blessed and most glorious is. _Troparion._ How truly sacred and all-festal is this saving and brightly beaming night, which heraldeth the rising of the splendour-bearing day, on which the ageless Light in flesh hath shin’d to all from out the grave. _Ode viii._ _Irmos._ This is the chosen and holy day, the one that is of sabbaths king and lord. It feast of feasts is, and triumph is of triumphs, on which we bless Christ for aye.