Sunday of the Last Judgment / Tone 7

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


1. The fruit which slew me was beautiful and good to eat; but Christ is the Tree of life, and eating of Him I do not die, but cry out with the thief: Remember me, O Lord, in Thy kingdom!


2. O Compassionate One, Who wast lifted up upon the Cross, Thou hast erased the record of Adam’s ancient sin, and hast saved the whole human race from deception. Wherefore, we hymn Thee, O Lord and Benefactor.


3. Thou didst nail our sins to the Cross, O compassionate Christ, and by Thy death Thou didst slay death, O Thou who didst raise up the dead from among the dead.  Wherefore, we worship Thy holy resurrection.


4. The serpent once poured its venom into the ears of Eve; but on the tree of the Cross, Christ poured forth the sweetness of life upon the world.  Wherefore, we cry out: Remember us, O Lord, in Thy kingdom!


5. Thou wast laid in the tomb as one dead, O Christ, Thou Life of all; and Thou didst break down the gates of hades; and having risen again in glory on the third day as One mighty, Thou hast illumined all.  Glory to Thine arising!


6. Having risen from the dead on the third day, the Lord bestowed His peace upon His disciples; and having blessed them, He sent them forth saying: Lead all into My kingdom!


7. At Thy fearful coming, O Christ, when Thou appearest from heaven, when the thrones are set up and the books opened, then spare, O Savior, spare Thy creature.


8. Since God is the Judge, nothing can help thee there, no zeal, no skill, no glory, no friendship, but only the strength that thou gainest, my soul, from thy works.


9. O Lord, let me not hear Thee say, “Take what is due to thee,” as Thou dost send me from Thy presence; let me not hear Thee say, “Depart from Me into the fire of the accursed,” but may I hear Thy words of blessing to the righteous.


10. Thou art the gate, pure Lady, through which One alone has passed, going in and out, yet not breaking the seal of thy virginity: Jesus, Adam’s Creator and thy Son.




Tone 7: Thou didst destroy death by Thy Cross, /

Thou didst open paradise to the thief. /

Thou didst change the lamentation of the Myrrh-bearers, /

and Thou didst command Thine Apostles to proclaim  /

that Thou didst arise, O Christ God, //

and grantest to the world great mercy.


Glory…  [Troparion of the Temple]


Both now… [Resurrectional Theotokion in the same tone as the Troparion of the Temple… the Tone of the week is given here:]


Tone 7:  As thou art the treasury of our resurrection, O all-hymned one, /

lead up from the pit and abyss of transgression those who trust in thee, /

for thou who gavest birth to our Salvation /

hast saved those who are subject to sin.  /

O thou who before giving birth wast Virgin, and during thy birthgiving wast virgin, //

thou remainest a Virgin even after giving birth.


The Epistle


Reader: The Prokimenon in the 3rd Tone:  Great is our Lord, and great is His strength, and of His understanding there is no measure.

Choir:  Great is our Lord, and great is His strength, and of His understanding there is no measure.

Reader:  Praise ye the Lord, for a psalm is a good thing; let praise be sweet unto our God.

Choir:  Great is our Lord, and great is His strength, and of His understanding there is no measure.

Reader:  Great is our Lord, and great is His strength

Choir:  and of His understanding there is no measure.


Reader: The Reading is from the First Epistle of the Holy Apostle Paul to the Corinthians: [1 Corinthians 8:8-9:2 (§140)]


Reader: Alleluia in the 8th Tone:

Choir: Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia!

Reader:  Come let us rejoice in the Lord, let us shout with jubilation unto God our Savior.

Choir: Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia!

Reader:  Let us come before His countenance with thanksgiving, and with psalms let us shout in jubilation unto Him.

Choir: Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia!


Gospel [Matthew 25:31-46 (§106)]




[Kontakion of the Temple]


Glory...  Both now... Tone 1:  When Thou, O God, shalt come to earth with glory, /

and all things tremble, /

and the river of fire floweth before the Judgment Seat /

and the books are opened, and the hidden things made public, /

then deliver me from the unquenchable fire  //

and deem me worthy to stand at Thy right hand, O most righteous Judge.


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