Ode 6. Irmos.

Ο When Moses stretched his hands on high he was an image of your passion [58] , when you stretched your palms on the Tree and utterly destroyed the destructive power of the evil one; therefore knowing you to be our Redeemer and Saviour, we sing your praise, Lover of humankind.

To the tune: The monster from the deep.

Ν Raised on the Tree you underwent death, put to death the one who put us to death, O Christ, and gave life to what your hands had fashioned; while when your side was pierced you poured out two rivers of forgiveness to those who hymn you with two wills.

I am wholly in the grip of numberless passions, I have fallen together with a sea monster of evils; but bring me up from corruption, O God, as you one brought Jonas, and with faith grant me dispassion, that I may sacrifice to you with a voice of saving praise. [57]

Of the Martyrs

Τ Precious is your death, holy Martyrs, in the eyes of the Lord [59] , who honoured you all by his precious sufferings and shamed dishonoured Beliar who schemed to break us by every assault of punishments.

Ο Wise Martyrs, as you advanced with all your soul to all the forms of punishments, you found as ally all the help of the One who put on human nature altogether; and so, as you were torn limb from limb and met the fire, you rejoiced.

Cross-Theotokion

Σ When the All-pure saw your crucifixion, she cried, ‘My Son, what is this strange sight that I behold? How do you, who heal the sufferings of the sick, endure unprecedented suffering? How have your enemies repaid you, O Benefactor, for all the benefits they have received?’

Another, of the Mother of God. Irmos.

N The enemy has been put to death by your life-bearing Fruit, O Full of God’s grace, death has Hell been clearly trampled on and those in bonds set free. And so I cry, ‘Do away with the passions of my heart’.

X Estranged as I am from God through badness and set far away, All-blameless Bride of God, by your wondrous [60] mediation make me his friend, that I may sing the praise of the mighty acts [61] of your power.

O The timeless Son was born in time, being brought to birth from you. Implore him, pure Virgin, to heal the chronic passions of my heart guide me to everlasting life. [62]