AT MATINS

The Anavathmi. Antiphon 1.

**After the 1st reading of the Psalter, Kathismata of the Resurrection.

Prokeimenon.

Glory. Both now.

**Theotokion.

Tone 3.**

Glory. Both now.

**Theotokion.**

Christ has risen from the dead, the first fruits of those that sleep. The First-born of creation and Creator of all that has come to be, has renewed in himself the corrupted nature of our race. Death, you are no longer lord, for the Master of all things has destroyed your might.

Glory. Both now.

Arise, Lord my God, lift up your hand. Do not forget your poor for ever.

Glory. Both now.

Having tasted death in the flesh, Lord, you have cut out the bitterness of death by your Rising and given humankind strength against it, announcing the abolition of the ancient curse. Defender of our life, Lord, glory to you!

Glory. Both now.

Model melody. Awed by the beauty**

Awed by the beauty of your virginity and by the splendour of your purity, Gabriel cried aloud to you, O Mother of God, ‘How can I praise you as I should? With what name shall I invoke you? I am troubled and amazed; therefore as I was commanded I cry to you: Hail, full of grace!’

After the 2nd reading of the Psalter, other Kathismata.

Awed by the beauty.

Awed by your unchanging Godhead and your voluntary passion, Lord, Hell mourned, ‘I tremble at your body’s substance, which is not corrupted. I see you, the invisible, mystically making war on me; and so those whom I hold cry out, Glory, O Christ, to your Resurrection!’

I will praise you, Lord, with my whole heart. I will tell of all your marvellous works.

We faithful contemplate an ineffable mystery: your Crucifixion that cannot be understood and your Rising that cannot be explained. For today Death and Hell have been despoiled, but the human race has put on incorruption. And so with thanksgiving we cry, ‘Glory, O Christ, to your Resurrection!’

Mystically you contained in your womb the Incomprehensible and the Uncircumscribable, consubstantial with the Father and the Spirit; and we acknowledge that in your Offspring one unconfused energy of the Trinity is glorified in the world. And so with thanksgiving we cry to you, ‘Hail, full of grace!’

After Psalm 118, the Ypakoï.

Causing amazement by his appearing, and refreshment by his words the dazzling Angel said the myrrh-bearing women, ‘Why do you seek the living in a grave? He has risen, emptying the graves. Know that the unchanging has changed corruption. Say to God: How fearful are your works! For you have saved the human race.’

You delivered the captivity of Zion from Babylon, O Word. Draw me too from the passions to life.

Those who sow in the South with tears inspired by God, will reap in joy sheaves that endure for ever.

By the Holy Spirit comes the giving of all good things, as he shines with the Father and the Son. In him all things live and move.

Unless the Lord build the house of the virtues, we labour in vain. While he protects the soul no one lays waste our city.

By the Spirit of the fruit of the womb, the Saints are always as sons to you, O Christ, as to the Father.

In the Holy Spirit is seen all holiness and wisdom; for he gives existence to every creature. Let us worship him as the Father and the Son, for he is God.

Those who fear the Lord are blessed as they walk his paths; for they eat the living fruit of the commandments.

Be glad, Chief Shepherd, as you see around your table your offspring bearing branches of good works.

In the Holy Spirit is all the wealth of glory; from him comes grace and life for all creation; for he is praised with the Father and the Word.

Tell it among the nations; the Lord is King. \* For he has established the whole world, which shall not be shaken.

Sing to the Lord a new song. Sing to the Lord all the earth.

Let everything that has breath,

**the Dawn Gospel***,* Having seen the Resurrection **and the rest***.* ****