Katavasia of the Sunday of Orthodoxy
Ode 1. Having
traversed the depths of the
by Moses’ arms stretched out in the form of the Cross.
Ode 3. Thy Church rejoiceth in Thee, O Christ, /
crying aloud: /
Thou art my strength, O Lord, //
my refuge and my consolation!
Ode 4. Beholding Thee lifted up upon the Cross, /
O Sun of righteousness, /
the Church stood rooted in place, /
crying out as is meet: //
Glory to Thy power, O Lord!
Ode 5. Thou hast come, O my Lord, /
as a light into the world: /
a holy light turning from the darkness of ignorance //
those who hymn Thee with faith.
Ode 6. I will sacrifice to Thee with a voice of praise, O Lord, /
the Church crieth unto Thee, /
cleansed of the blood of demons //
by the blood which, for mercy’s sake, flowed from Thy side.
Ode 7. The children of Abraham in the Persian furnace, /
afire with love of piety more than with the flame, cried out: //
Blessed art Thou in the temple of Thy glory, O Lord!
Ode 8. Stretching forth his hands, /
Daniel shut the lions’ mouths in the pit; /
and the young lovers of piety, /
girded about with virtue, /
quenched the power of the fire, crying out: //
Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!
Ode 9. Christ, the Chief Cornerstone /
uncut by human hands, /
Who united the two disparate natures, /
was cut from thee, the unquarried mountain, O Virgin. //
Wherefore, in gladness we magnify thee, O Theotokos.