O only King, who perform signs and do marvels, as merciful you willingly underwent the Cross; having put death to death by death, you gave us life.

At Christ’s Rising let us dance with faith today, O peoples: Hell has been despoiled; rapidly he gave up the prisoners he held, as they praised the wonderful works of God.

Christ, who with divine power once braced the limbs of the paralytic by your word, and ordered him who had been weak for many years to take up his bed, heal my fearsomely sick soul.

Once the Angel would come down into the Sheep Pool and cure one person each year; but now by divine Baptism Christ cleanses unnumbered multitudes.

Prince of Angels, Chief Captain of the ministers on high, protect, and guard those who have come together in your venerable temple and who sing God’s praises.

Glory.

With the Bodiless ones let us ceaselessly sing the praise of God without beginning in three persons but one nature, Father, Word, Spirit, with kingship and might undivided.

The sun of old seeing you hanging upon the tree, O Word, withdrew its light, the whole earth was shaken; when you died the dead arose, O all-powerful.

When you came with your soul to the belly of the earth, Hell speedily gave up the souls he had acquired, which loudly sang a song of thanks to your might, O only Lord.

O supremely Good, heal my soul which for many many years has been grievously sick; that I may tread the paths which you have marked out for those who love you.

With the ranks on high make intercession for those who sing your praise with faith, Archangel of God, guarding and protecting us who fall into the snares of life’s passions.

Glory.

Glory let us cry aloud to Father, Son and Spirit: for God is one by nature, whom all the powers of heaven glorify in fear, crying: Holy, Holy, Holy!

Consumed by envy the Hebrew people crucified you on a tree, O Lord; and having annulled the sentence of death, you rose from the dead as mighty, raising the world with you.

‘Why, O women, do you seek the inexhaustible Sweetness with sweet spices? He has risen’, said the one who was seated clothed in white to the Myrrhbearers, ‘and fills the whole world with fragrance’.

Bearing the image of a servant in your surpassing compassion, O Word, you passed by on your way and restored health to the man who had lain sick for many years, and ordered him to take up his bed.

An Angel of the Lord went down at from time to time and stirred up the water in the Sheep Pool, making one, and only one person well; but Christ saves countless multitudes by divine Baptism.

Prince of the Angels, guide of the erring, God’s Chief Captain, be among us at this hour, and offer all our prayers to the only Maker and Master.

Glory.

The holy Trinity is united in nature, divided in persons: the Father beyond all being, and the co-eternal Son and the Holy and alone all-powerful Spirit.

You were lifted up on the tree of the Cross and you lifted up the whole world with you; and among the dead as God you raise those who have been dead since time began.

Christ has risen as he said, having emptied the palaces of Hell, and he appears to the Apostles, giving them a share in the joy that lasts forever.

A snow-white, dazzling Angel appeared to the women saying, ‘Do not weep. Our Life has arisen, having given life to the dead in the graves’.

As you raised the Paralysed Man, O Christ, heal my soul crippled by transgressions, and lead me aright to walk in your straight paths.

Michael, Prince of Angels, save the people which throngs your temple to-day and proclaims the wonderful works of God.

Glory.

Equal in honour, triple Unity, separated faithfully in persons but united in nature, are Father, Son and the divine Spirit.

Willingly you were raised on a tree, you were placed as a dead man in a tomb, and having given life to all the dead in Hell together, you rose, O Christ, by divine power.

Hell meeting you below was embittered, Merciful one, and hastily gave back his prisoners, as they hymned your dread Resurrection, Saviour, with never silent voices.

The divine Disciples, when they saw the life of all come from the grave, with great desire, right judgement and gladness of soul worshipped the risen Christ.

He who of old had lain for many years on a bed of pain, at your order, was made whole, O Christ Giver of life and with hymns he glorified your compassion.

Michael, Prince of Angels, who stand by the throne of the Master, be present among us now and guide us who have gained you as a fervent protector towards paths of life.

Glory.

With the dread armies above, I reverence you, Trinity in persons; I proclaim you, Unity in Being, O Father without beginning, Son, right Spirit, God of all.

When it saw you stretched upon the Tree, the sun withdrew its light, unable to shine for the world when you, O King of all, had set by your own will, to give light to all nations.

You arose, having emptied the graves and despoiled Hell by your almighty power; therefore, O Christ, we praise your holy and divine Rising.

‘Why do you seek the living as one dead? He has risen. He is not in the tomb’ the divine Angel, in appearance like flashing lightning, cried to the Myrrhbearers.

With a word you healed the Paralysed Man, who had lain sick for many years, and you cried to him: Take up your bed, and go, praising the wonderful works of God.

Michael, Chief Captain of the Lord, guide those who in faith have crowded into your divine temple to praise God; protect them by your mediation from every kind of danger.

Glory.

The veil was rent when you were crucified, our Saviour, and death gave up the dead whom it had swallowed. Hell was stripped bare when it saw you in the lowest regions of the earth.

Where, death, is your sting? Where, grave, is now your victory? You have been slain and destroyed by the risen King. You reign no longer. The Mighty One has taken away those whom you held prisoner.

‘Run quickly, announce the Resurrection to the Apostles’, cried the shining young man to the Myrrhbearers, ‘The Master has risen, and with him wondrously the dead from time’s beginning’.

The Paralysed Man, who had lain for many years, cried: Have mercy on me, afflicted by distress, O Redeemer’. But he orders him to take up his bed with haste and to walk upright.

Chief Captain, as leader of the immaterial Powers, with them ask for us redemption from faults, correction of life and enjoyment of the eternal good things of heaven.

Glory.

Let us praise in concert the uncreated, indivisible Essence, the three-personned Godhead, Father without beginning, and Son and Holy Spirit, crying with the Seraphim the dread melody.

esu, lifted up upon the Tree, you lifted us up with you. Laid willingly in a tomb, you raised from the graves all the dead, who praise your incomprehensible might and your invincible power.

Word most fair, you dawned most fair from the grave like a bridegroom from his chamber. You abolished the gloom of Hell, and delivered the prisoners, who sang in concert: Glory to your glory! Glory, Jesu our God, to your Rising!

wiftly the women came to the all-holy grave, bringing sighs and tears with sweet spices, and with faith they were taught Christ’s Rising, which we celebrate, as we rejoice with gladness of soul.

nergy of body followed your order, O Christ, and the man who was once paralysed was seen going by in haste, carrying the bed on which he had lain for many years, and praising your great power.

lead for enlightenment for us, holy and great Chief Captain, who always stand in the great light, and give peace to our life, forever shaken by the assaults of the serpent and by life’s troubles.

Glory.

oly, Holy, Holy, I cry with the powers on high, as with all reverence I glorify you, light and lights, life and lives, Father, Word and Holy Spirit, three-personned Unity, inseparable might, unconfused Godhead.