As I sail the sea of this present life I think on the abyss of my many evils, and as I have no thought as helmsman, I cry to you in Peter’s words. Save me, Christ God, save me as You love mankind!

¶13

Glory. Both now.

¶14

We have acknowledged that the Word of the Father, Christ our God, became incarnate of you, Virgin Mother of God, alone pure, alone blessed; therefore as we hymn you without ceasing we magnify you.

¶15

When I consider the sea of my many offences, I do not dare to raise my eyes and ask for pardon; but give compunction leading to repentance, Lord, and save me.

¶16

O Lord, do not rebuke me your anger; nor chastise me in your rage.

¶17

The mind of my wretched soul, darkened by the fog of the passions and the pleasures of life does not come towards thought of compunction; but have pity, O Saviour, and give even me, coward that I am, a thought of compunction, that before the end I too may cry out to your compassion, O Lord: Christ my Saviour, in my despair save me, the unworthy.

¶18

We magnify you, Mother of God, as we cry aloud: Hail Cloud of the never setting light, who carried in your bosom the Lord of glory!

¶19

The desert-loving dove, the holy Baptist, preaching repentance and revealing Christ become man, has become the advocate of all who sin, unendingly helping those who are storm-tossed. At his intercessions, O Christ, save your world.

¶20

God is wonderful in his Saints, the God of Israel. ****

¶21

Of the Martyrs. Same melody.

¶22

Armed with the Cross your Champions conquered the devices of the enemy, source of evil, O Christ our God: they shone like beacons, guiding mortals; they grant healings to those who ask in faith. At their intercessions save our souls.

¶23

O All-Immaculate, who alone bore the Maker of all, who alone adorned humanity by your child-bearing, deliver me from the snares of cunning Beliar, stand me on the rock of Christ’s wishes, as you earnestly entreat him, to whom you gave a body.

Translated by Ephrem Lash. Edition lash.en.anastasis.