Fifth Sunday of Great Lent / St. Mary of Egypt / Forefeast of Annunciation /Tone 8
Beatitudes on 10, Octoechos 6; Forefeast 4, from Ode 3.
1. Remember us, O Christ, Thou Savior of the
world, as Thou didst remember the thief
upon the Cross; and account us all worthy of Thy heavenly kingdom, O Thou Who
alone
art
compassionate.
2. Hearken, O Adam, and rejoice with Eve; for he
who of old stripped you both naked,
and
by deception hath taken all of us captive, hath been set at nought by the Cross
of
Christ.
3. Nailed of Thine own will to the Tree, O our
Savior, Thou didst deliver Adam from the
curse which came through the tree, and hast rewarded that which is in Thine
image with a
dwelling in paradise, in that Thou art compassionate.
4. Today is Christ risen from the tomb, granting
incorruption unto all the faithful; and He
reneweth the joy of the myrrh-bearing women after His suffering and resurrection.
5. Rejoice, O wise myrrh-bearing women, who were
first to behold the resurrection of
Christ,
and who proclaimed to the apostles the glad tidings of the restoration of the
whole
world!
6. O ye apostles, who are manifestly the friends
of Christ and are to be enthroned with
Him
in glory: entreat Him with boldness, that He intercede
for us, for ye are His disciples.
7. O earth so sadly overgrown with the thorns of
the passions, dance thou, leaping up;
for,
lo! the immortal Husbandman now cometh, removing the
curse from thee.
8. Prepare thyself, O undefiled Virgin, thou
divine fleece; for upon thee will God
descend like rain, to dry up the torrents of transgression.
9. Be thou well adorned, O divine scroll; for by
the finger of the Father will the divine
Word
incarnate be written upon thee, annulling the
transgression of my irrationality.
10. O golden lamp, bear aloft the fire of the
Godhead which shineth forth through thee,
bestowing light upon the world; for thereby is the darkness of our evils broken.
Troparia Tone 8: From on high didst Thou descend, O compassionate
One; /
to
burial of three days hast Thou submitted /
that Thou mightest free us from our passions. //
O
our Life and Resurrection, O Lord, glory be to Thee.
Glory… Both now… Tone 4: Today the first-fruits of universal joy /
command us to chant hymnody of the forefeast; /
for, lo! Gabriel cometh, bearing an announcement to the Virgin, /
and he crieth out to her: “Rejoice, O thou who art full of grace! //
The Lord is with thee!” The Epistle
Reader: The Prokimenon in the 8th Tone: Make your vows and pay them to the Lord our
God.
Choir: Make
your vows and pay them to the Lord our God.
Reader: In
Judea is God known, His name is great in Israel.
Choir: Make your vows and pay them to the Lord our
God.
Reader: Make
your vows.
Choir: And pay them to the Lord our God.
Reader: The
[Heb.
9:11-14 (§321 mid)]
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 [Mark 10:32-45 (§47)]
Kontakia
Tone 8:
Having risen from the
tomb, Thou didst raise up the dead and didst resurrect
Adam. /
Eve also danceth at Thy
Resurrection, //
and the ends of the world celebrate Thine arising from
the dead, O Greatly-merciful one.
Glory… Both now... Tone 8:
Thou
art the beginning of the salvation of all of us mortals, O
Virgin
Theotokos; /
for Gabriel, the great supreme commander, the servant
of God, /
sent from heaven to stand before thee, offered thee
gladsome joy. //
Wherefore,
we all cry out to thee: Rejoice, O Bride unwedded!
Instead of “It is truly
meet…”[Tone 8 in the Octoechos, but usually sung to
one of
many special melodies]:
All creation –
the assembly of angels and the race of man – rejoiceth in thee, O thou who
art full of grace, O sacred temple and noetical paradise, boast of virgins, from whom
God, Who existeth from before time, was
incarnate and became a child; for He made thy
body a throne, and thy womb He made more spacious
than the heavens. All creation
rejoiceth in thee, O thou who art full of grace. Glory to thee!