Ode 8. Whom the armies of Heaven.

Believers, let us all rejoice like the prophets and let us mystically be glad, for this is the day on which Christ the Word gave back to the Church his own robe.

Both now. Theotokion.

Lezix and John, the yoke of Beliar, ranged themselves in serried ranks as for against Christ’s image, assaulting the Church with axe of wickedness.

Who would not grieve on seeing the outrageous act of daring, the divine image over the Bronze gate of the palace, stoned by lawless men on John’s instruction.

How do you not understand, blind wretch, darkened in mind, when you see that all under heaven has been adorned with Christ’s imprint; but alone you had the understanding of the Jews?

You thought you would utterly destroy the incarnate Image of the Lord and all the saints from the holy Churches; but divine grace has destroyed your tyranny.

Dread Lezix, along with John, the deniers of true religion, lawlessly said they would in no way worship the sacred relics of the saints and their Icons.

As we all devoutly reverence the all-creating Divine Power in three Forms, the Father who has no beginning, the Word and the Spirit that shines out with them, let us glorify to the ages.

Sure bridge of Christians, boast of the faithful and their refuge, Sovereign Lady and Mother of God, you alone help all and save them from dangers.