Ode 6. Irmos. A final abyss of sins.
Anastasis liturgical translations — translated by Ephrem Lash
Let the spiritual sound of the trumpet fittingly ring out, as the heart from rational lips utters a hymn and sings the struggles of the martyrs.
The hearts of the godless and hostile have been wounded, for Christ, stretching the Cross taut like a bow, has discharged the Martyrs as sharpened arrows.
With the weapons of justice and faith the noble Martyrs armed themselves for a contest with spiritual foes, and completely destroyed them.
Save your servants from dangers, O Mother of God, for after God we all have recourse to you, as an unbreachable wall and protection.
A final abyss of sins has surrounded me; but like the prophet Jonas, Lord, bring my life up from corruption.
Translated by Ephrem Lash. Edition lash.en.anastasis.