Ode 5. Irmos.

Why have you, the Light that never sets, rejected me from your presence, and why has the alien darkness covered me, coward that I am? But turn me back to the light of your commandments and direct my ways, I implore.

You endured being wrapped in a cloak as you were mocked before your Passion, O Saviour, so covering the unsightly nakedness of Adam the First-formed, and being nailed naked to the Cross, stripping off, O Christ, the tunic of death.

Rising out of the dust of death, O Christ, you rebuilt my fallen being and rendered it unageing, displaying it again as a royal image, blazing with the light of incorruption.

Having obtained a mother’s freedom of speech before your Son, O All-pure, do not neglect your natural providence for us we beg, for you alone we Christians present to the Master as a kindly means of atonement.

Another, of Cross and Resurrection.

Guide us by the power of your Cross, O Christ, for through it we fall before you, and grant us peace, Lover of humankind.

Pilot the lives of us who sing the praise of your Rising, O our God, and grant us peace, Lover of humankind.

Mary, pure and revered, and who did not know wedlock, implore your Son and our God to send down to us who believe his great mercy.

Another, of the Mother of God.

Calm the stormy tempest of my passions, you who gave birth to God, my pilot and Lord.

The ranks of Angels and the companies of mortals worship your Offspring, Immaculate Mother of God.

Mary Mother of God without bridegroom, bring to naught the expectations of our foes and bring joy to those who sing your praise.