Ode V

Irmos: Wherefore hast Thou turned Thy face from me, O Light never-waning? And why hath a strange darkness covered me, wretch that I am? But turn me, and guide my steps to the light of Thy commandments, I pray.

Theotokion: The generations of generations all glorify thee as the true Theotokos, who art manifestly more holy than the angels, O all-holy Virgin. Wherefore, I cry out: Sanctify my soul which hath been defiled by the passions.

Thou wast one who journeyed from the East to the Imperial City, and with divine seed thou didst increase its harvest, uprooting all the wicked harm wrought by Arius, O sacred father Isaacius.

Irmos: O Lord, Bestower of light and Creator of the ages: guide us in the light of Thy commandments, for we know none other God than Thee.

Theotokion: Set aright my mind, which laboreth in an abyss of sorrows and is engulfed by the assault of corrupting passions. Save those who flee unto thee, O pure one, for we know none other help than thee.

Thou wast a disciple unto Isaacius, as Elisha was unto Elijah, O sacred Dalmatus, cleaving the waters of the evil harm of the demons with the mantle of the gifts of the Spirit, and pointing the way for the faithful.

Having submitted to the laws of God, and turned utterly away from the laws of sin, thou wast shown to be a pillar going before the divine Council, a rule and model for monks, and an unshakable foundation for the faithful, O God-bearing Faustus.

Having ascended to the heights of the virtues, thou didst revile the passions which drag men down, showing forth the sweetness of salvation. O venerable father Anthony, ask forgiveness of sins for thy flock.

Zealously filling the place of thy supplication, O father, thou didst raise up a magnificent temple to the Mother of God. And multitudes of monks now rejoice therein with festive joy, glorifying thy memory.

Forget not the flock which thou didst gather together and in this life didst piously tend, O wise Anthony our father; and take care to lead it into the fold of heaven.