Hymns of the Greek Church: Translated with Introduction and Notes — John Shaqi
Hymns of the Greek Church: Translated with Introduction and NotesBrownlie, John
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Hymns of the Greek Church: Translated with Introduction and Notes
Brownlie, John
Hymns, Greek -- Translations into English; Orthodox Eastern Church -- Hymns
He who in the fiery furnace
Kept from harm the faithful three,
Suffering in our mortal nature,
Decks with life mortality,--
Him, our fathers' God, we praise,
Blest and glorious always.
{troparion}
Holy women bearing ointments,
Sought the mortal, bathed in tears;
But their sorrow changed to gladness,
For the Living God appears;
And they tell the news abroad
Of the risen Son of God.
Now we celebrate the triumph,
Death and Hades overthrown,
Earnest of a life unending;
All the glory is Thine own;
God, our fathers' God, we praise,
Blest and glorious always.
Hallowed feast of holy gladness!
Night that waits salvation's birth,
Till the Resurrection morning
Breaks with splendour on the earth,
And eternal light is poured
By the Christ from death restored.
{Ode E'}
{haute he klete kai hagia hemera}
{ho Heirmos}
This is the chosen day of God,
The brightest and the fairest,
The Lady thou of all the feasts,
The Queen of all, and rarest;
Now let our songs of blessing soar
To Thee, O Christ, for evermore.
{troparion}
O glorious Resurrection day!
With fruit of vine the newest;
Come, let us taste the heavenly draught,
And joy with joy the truest;
To Thee, O Christ, our praises soar,
Who art our God for evermore.
O Zion, lift thine eyes, behold
The lights that shine around thee
From east and west, and north and south,
Thy children now surround thee;
And in thy streets their praises soar,
To Thee, O Christ, for evermore.
Almighty Father! Word Divine!
O spirit co-eternal!
In persons three, in nature one,
O God of power supernal!
Baptized in Thee, our praises soar,
And Thee we bless for evermore.
{kai psalletai he T~h' Ode}
{photizou photizou, he nea Hierousalem;}
{ho Heirmos}
Shine forth, O new Jerusalem!
O Zion, shout with glee!
For now the glory of the Lord
Is risen upon thee;
O mother pure of God's own Son,
Rejoice--His victory is won!
{troparion}
O dear and sweetest voice divine,
O Christ, Thou wilt befriend,
And lead Thy people safely on
E'en to their journey's end;
Thy faithful people hear Thy voice,
And in that steadfast hope rejoice.
O Christ, our sacred Paschal feast,
The Word, the might of God,--
His wisdom most ineffable
By Thee is shed abroad;
O may we feast on Thee for aye
In Thy blest realm of endless day.
_COLLECTS_
THE ECTENE AND THE LITANY OF THE DEACON
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