Ode 5. Irmos. The night has passed.

I was enslaved to citizens of a foreign country, I became an exile in a land of destruction, and I was filled with shame. But now, as I return, O Compassionate, I cry to you, ‘I have sinned.’

Open to me now your fatherly compassion as I return from evils, heavenly Father, and in your surpassing mercy do not reject me.

I dare not look up at the height of heaven, O Christ, for I have angered you beyond measure. But knowing your compassion, merciful Lord, I cry, ‘I have sinned. Be merciful. Save me’.

All-holy Virgin, full of grace, who gave birth to the propitiation of all, by your prayers lighten the heavy burden of my offences.

The night has passed, the day is at hand, and the light has shone out on the world. Therefore the ranks of angels sing your praise and glorify you, Christ our God.