Ode 8. Irmos.
Anastasis liturgical translations — translated by Ephrem Lash
Another Irmos.
The Maker of creation, before whom Angels quail, you peoples praise and highly exalt to all the ages.
Through transgressions I have become a corpse, give me life, Lord, that I may glorify you to all the ages.
Make me shine by repentance, deliver me from sin’s darkness, Lord, that I may glorify you to all the ages.
Of the Martyrs.
The Champions and Martyrs trampled down the flame of error, having marvellously received dew from heaven.
Like rich earth, O Saints, you brought forth ears of grain a hundredfold.
From you God dawned, and made all those who were darkened shine with the knowledge of God, O all-praised Virgin.
Of the Bodiless Powers.
The inclination of my heart now draw me to hymn with songs the companies of Angels, with whom I sing: Praise the Lord, and highly exalt him to all the ages.
Initiates of the simple and three-sunned radiance, intercede that they may be saved who sing with faith: All you works praise the Lord, and highly exalt him to all the ages.
Gate of the Light, Maiden virgin-mother, make those who have recourse to you shine by your light, for you are their hope and defence, only All-holy, ever blessed.
Translated by Ephrem Lash. Edition lash.en.anastasis.