Ode 6. Irmos.
Anastasis liturgical translations — translated by Ephrem Lash
The deepest abyss has surrounded us, there is none to deliver, we have been counted as sheep for the slaughter; save your people, O God, for you are the strength and restoration of the weak.
You caught the nations in spiritual nets to know the One who was made known for the refashioning of mortals, O Apostles blessed by God.
My wretched soul, my miserable soul, my unrepentant soul, repent and cry out to Christ: I have sinned, be merciful, O Lover of mankind, at the prayers of the Apostles, for you are supremely good.
All-powerful Christ, who Israel of old drew waters from a rock for Israel, dissolving my hardness, make me carry channels of tears at the prayers of the Apostles, for are most merciful.
O Virgin, entreat as Fashioner and God the One who through loving-kindness was well pleased to be born from you, to save from temptations and disasters those who ever hope in you.
Translated by Ephrem Lash. Edition lash.en.anastasis.