Ode 9.

Greatly you longed in purity to see the spiritual beauty of the Bridegroom, and you cried to him, O holy one: Where do you rest? Where do you pasture? I will take my rest in you and I will delight in your goodness, as I magnify your loving kindness.

You had understanding in your soul and humility and divine meekness, unadulterated faith and, with hope, love inspired, as you waited upon God with nightlong prayers and shone with the bright rays that come from him, blessed Saint.

Already the gate of heaven was opened to you, blessed and all-glorious Saint, and you entered escorted by the godlike Angels; and you radiantly made your dwelling in the place of the commonwealth of the Saints, O holy one, as you glorify the Saviour with them all.

Spare me, O Saviour, who were born and kept her who bore you incorrupt after child-bearing, when you take your throne to judge my works, overlooking my iniquities and my sins, as you are without sin, O Merciful One, good and the lover of mankind.

Every ear trembles at the ineffable condescension of God, how the Most High willingly came down even as far as a body, becoming man from a virgin womb; and so we the faithful magnify the immaculate Mother of God.