Ode 5. Irmos.

‘Shine with your divine radiance, loving Lord, I pray, on the souls of those who with longing rise early for you, that they may know you, O Word of God, the true God who calls them back from the gloom of offences.’

Now the Cherubim withdraw from me and the sword of flame shows me its back as they see you, O Word of God, the true God who makes Paradise a way for the Thief.

No longer do I fear my return to the earth, O Master Christ; for through your great compassion you have brought me, who was forgotten, back from earth to the height of incorruption by your Resurrection.

Loving Sovereign Lady of the world, save those who confess you from their souls to be Mother of God; for we have gained you, who truly gave birth to God, as invincible protection.

Of the Assumption. Rising at dawn, we cry

When you had filled the universe with gladness, O Merciful, you took your place with your flesh among the powers on high.

The angelic powers, as they saw you being lifted up, cried out: Lift up the gates for our King.

The Apostles, as the saw the Saviour being raised up, cried out with fear: Glory to you, our King.

Mother of God, we praise you as Virgin after bearing child; for you bore for the world God the Word in the flesh.

Of the Fathers. Shine with your divine radiance.

ruly beautiful are the feet of those who preach you the peace which surpasses every mind, of all Angels and of mortals, O Christ, and by abundance of peace unites the world.

s Wisdom and power of the Father, as hypostatic Word, they proclaimed you, O Christ, the godlike Teachers who had come together, sealed with the law of the all-holy priesthood.

treams of pure waters of Christ’s teaching you gave the Church to drink, and now you take delight by the waters of rest, rejoicing eternally.

ince we know you, O all pure, to be the shining lamp which has shed on all Christ the Sun of righteousness, we call upon your ever-present protection, only pure Mother of God.

‘O light-formed children of the Church,

Receive the Spirit’s fire-breathing dew,

A redeeming purification of offences;

For now a law has gone out from Sion,

The torch-tongue-formed grace of the Spirit.’