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Irmos: I have heard report of Thy dispensation, O Lord, and have glorified Thee Who alone lovest mankind.
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Like a star thou dost illumine the hearts of all of us who rightly call thee blessed.
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Theotokion: We hymn and bless thee, O Mistress, as the splendid palace of the Word.
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Shaking slumber from thine eyes, thou didst keep vigil constantly and didst lull to sleep the pleasures of the body.
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Thou wast generous to the poor for the sake of Christ, and, rejoicing, hast received a heavenly inheritance, O venerable one.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.