AT MATINS
Anastasis liturgical translations — translated by Ephrem Lash
Ode 1. Tone 8. Irmos. Let us sing to the Lord.**
**The Canon.
The love of the Master drew you, and abandoning the body’s pleasures, blessed father, you found your rest in Christ.
You were raised to the heights, blessed Father, and you passed through the middle wall of uncreated being, and your delight is pure.
Receiving in your heart an immaterial ray, you were enlightened and you dispelled all the fog of the passions.
Adam’s race, lifted up to the blessedness that is beyond the mind through you, Mother of God, worthily glorifies you.
Translated by Ephrem Lash. Edition lash.en.anastasis.