Ode 6. The Irmos.

Of the Bodiless Powers. Another Irmos.

Lord, you made Jonas dwell all alone in the whale; like him save me, who am shackled in the nets of the foe, from corruption.

O Christ, giver of light, make the sun’s light of repentance dawn for me in the darkness of sins, that I may hymn your goodness.

Enslaved to my wretched habits, I do not cease from wicked deeds and ever dread your dread judgement seat; set me right, O Christ, that I may hymn your goodness.

Of the Martyrs.

Choirs of honoured Martyrs struggled, wounded a multitude of demons and have been united to the choirs of Angels. At their prayers save us, Lord.

With your strength, Lord, you showed your Martyrs to be mighty heroes, and they all the power of the ancient supplanter. At their prayers save us, Lord.

That I may ever glorify you, All-blameless, with songs of thanksgiving, drive the darkness from my soul and destroy my dread offences with the light of repentance.

As you now stand around the fearful throne, made worthy, Archangels, to gaze unflinchingly on God, and to be filled with the rays of the Holy Trinity, intercede that those who have recourse to you may be delivered from temptations and passions.

Godlike and all-glorious Archangels, Michael and Gabriel, pray that those who hymn you with songs may attain the friendship of the Master and be mad e worthy of eternal joy and the radiance of God.

The living chamber of the Master, who shines out with the bright rays of virginity as a lily formed of light in the midst of confusion full of thorns, the all-pure and lovely Virgin Mother of God, is glorified.