Ode 7. Irmos.
Anastasis liturgical translations — translated by Ephrem Lash
The godlike Youths did not worship creation instead of the Creator, but bravely trampling on the threat of fire, rejoicing they sang, ‘O highly exalted Lord and God of our fathers, blessed are you!’ [33]
We sing your praises, crying, ‘Hail! chariot of the spiritual Sun; true Vine that has produced the ripe Cluster of grapes, [34] from which there flows a wine making glad the souls of the faithful, as they give you glory.
Hail, Bride of God, who bore the Healer of all; mystical Staff that blossomed with the unfading Flower! [35] Hail, Sovereign Lady, through you we are filled with joy and inherit life!
No tongue, however eloquent, Sovereign Lady, has strength to sing your praise. You have been exalted above the Seraphim, for you bore Christ the King. Entreat him now to deliver from all harm those who worship you in faith.
The ends of the earth praise you and call you blessed, and they cry to you, ‘Hail, pure Virgin, scroll on which the Word has been written by the Father’s finger! [36] Entreat him, Mother of God, to inscribe your servants in the Book of Life.
We your servants entreat you, and bend the knee of our heart. Incline your ear and save us, Mother of God, for we are drowning in afflictions; and preserve your City from all capture by enemies.
Translated by Ephrem Lash. Edition lash.en.anastasis.