Aposticha. Prosomia of the Mother of God.

Glory. Both now.

Hail, of ascetic struggles.

**Theotokion.**

I shall remember your name in every generation and generation.

My hands I stretch out towards you, my sordid lips I open in supplication, I bend the knee of my heart and in spirit I now touch your most pure feet, pure Virgin, and I fall before you; Heal my pains and, in your loving-kindness, treat my many and incurable wounds. Deliver me from seen and unseen foes. Lighten the burden of my sloth, that I may praise and glorify you through whom the world has found God’s great mercy.

Listen, daughter, and see, and incline your ear; and forget your people and your father’s house.

Hail, All-blameless Virgin, beyond explanation who conceived and gave birth in the flesh to the Son of God, who from your blood truly took that which was ours, with a soul that was rational and possessed free will; for, having put on Adam without defect, he refashioned and saved mankind. Therefore Christ is proclaimed to us as being in two natures, showing in himself the activity of them both. Implore him that his great mercy be given to our souls.

The rich among the people of the land will entreat your favour.

Hail, beauty of Jacob, whom God chose and loved; door of the saved, flame-bearing tongs, abolition of the curse, all-blessed Maiden, womb that contained God, righting of the fallen, holier than the Cherubim, higher than creation, sight hard to look upon, strangest report, saying that cannot be expressed, chariot of the Word, cloud from which dawned the Sun that sheds his light even on me and grants to those in darkness his great mercy.

The prophecies concerning you have been fulfilled, pure Virgin; for one of the Prophets foretold you as the Gate in Eden facing towards the east through which none had passed, except your Creator and that of all the world. Another saw you as a Bush aflame with fire, because in you there dwelt the fire of the Godhead and you remained unburned. Another as a holy Mountain from which was hewn without human hand a cornerstone and it crushed the image of the spiritual Nabuchodonosor. Truly great and wondrous is the mystery that is in you, Mother of God! Therefore we glorify you, for through you has come the salvation of our souls.

Resurrection Apolytikion and Dismissal.