7th Sunday after Pentecost / The Deposition of the Precious Robe of the Theotokos

Beatitudes on 10 Octoechos: 6; Feast: 4, from Ode 3.

 

1.  Remember me when Thou comest in Thy kingdom, O God my Savior, and save me,

for Thou alone lovest mankind.

 

2.  By a tree was Adam deceived; yet again by the Tree of the Cross was the thief saved,

who cried out: Remember me in Thy kingdom, O Lord!

 

3.  O Bestower of life, Who hadst broken down the gates and portals of hades, Thou hast

saved all who cry out to Thee, O Savior: Glory to Thine arising!

 

4.  O Thou Who by Thy burial hast made death captive, and by Thy resurrection hast

filled all with joy: remember me, in that Thou art compassionate.

 

5.  The myrrh-bearing women who came to the tomb heard an angel cry out: Christ, Who

hath enlightened all things is risen!

 

6.  Together let us all hymn Christ, Who was nailed to the Cross and hath delivered the

world from beguilement.

 

7.  Let us hymn the Mother of God, the beauteous adornment and portal of heaven, as

well as her robe, which poureth forth divine gifts, which we lovingly venerate.

 

8.  O pure one, with the garment of incorruption hast thou clothed, by thine incorrupt

birthgiving, all who have been stripped naked by corruption. And to them thou hast given

thy precious robe as a treasure which cannot be taken away.

 

9.  Him Who clad all of Heaven in clouds didst thou wrap in thy robe, O all-pure one. 

And faithfully bowing down before it, we glorify thee, O protection of our souls.

 

10. This divine temple is for the afflicted a treatment which costeth nought, as a

wellspring which unceasingly poureth forth healings, O all immaculate one.

 

Troparia

 

Tone 6: Angelic hosts were above Thy tomb, /

and they that guarded Thee became as dead. /

And Mary stood by the grave seeking Thine immaculate body. /

Thou didst despoil hades and wast not tempted by it. /

Thou didst meet the Virgin and didst grant us life.  //

O Thou Who didst rise from the dead, O Lord, glory be to Thee.

 

[Troparion of the Temple]

 

Glory… Both now… Tone 8: 

O Ever-virgin Theotokos, protection of mankind: /

thou hast given to thy city a mighty legacy, the robe and cincture of thy most honored body, /

which have remained incorrupt through thy seedless birthgiving. /

For in thee are nature and time renewed. //

Wherefore, we beseech thee to grant peace to thy city and great mercy to our souls.

 

The Epistle

 

Reader: The Prokimenon in the 6th Tone:  Save, O Lord, Thy people and bless Thine

inheritance.

Choir: Save, O Lord, Thy people and bless Thine inheritance.

Reader: Unto Thee, O Lord, Will I cry; O my God, be not silent unto me.

Choir: Save, O Lord, Thy people and bless Thine inheritance.

Reader:  In the 3rd Tone: My soul doth magnify the Lord, and my spirit hath rejoiced in

God my Savior.

Choir:  My soul doth magnify the Lord, and my spirit hath rejoiced in God my Savior.

 

Reader: The Reading is from the Epistle of the Holy Apostle Paul to the Romans:

[Rom. 15:1-7 (§116); Heb. 9:1-7 (§320)]

 

Reader: Alleluia in the 6th Tone: He that dwelleth in the help of the Most High shall

abide in the shelter of the God of heaven.

Choir: Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia!

Reader: He shall say unto the Lord: Thou art my helper and my refuge.  He is my God,

and I will hope in Him.

Choir: Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia!

Reader:  In the 8th Tone: Arise, O Lord, into Thy rest, Thou and the ark of Thy holiness.

Choir: Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia!

 

Gospel [Matt. 9:27-35 (§33); Luke 10:38-42,11:27-28 (§54)]

 

Kontakia

 

Tone 6:

Having by His life bestowing hand raised up all the dead out of the dark abysses, /

Christ God, the Giver of life, hath bestowed the Resurrection upon the fallen human race; /

for He is the Savior of all, //

the Resurrection, and the Life, and the God of all.

 

Glory…  [Kontakion of the Temple]

 

 

Both now... Tone 4: O pure one, full of divine grace, /

thou hast given all the faithful a garment of incorruption, thy sacred robe, /

wherewith thou didst cover thy sacred body, /

O protection of all mankind. /

With love do we celebrate its deposition, /

and cry out to thee with fear, O pure one: //

Rejoice, O Virgin, thou boast of Christians!

 

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