Part 2 (2/2)

_Parakletike_, p. 8

I

O Christ, Who art the peerless Light, Come with Thy presence ever bright, And from the Father's throne above Descend to hearts that own Thy love.

II

Thy Cross no shame to mortals brings; The world with joy its glory sings; And men, O Christ, before Thee bow-- All hail! Thy Resurrection now.

III

Ah Thou, our Lord, the Shepherd good, Upon that Cross poured forth Thy blood, And with Thy last expiring breath Didst save Thy flock from endless death.

IV

And death of all his power is shorn, And men to joy and peace are born, For from their sins' oppressive sway Forgiveness bears their souls away.

V

Glory to Thee, O G.o.d, we bring, And to the Son, our Heavenly King, And to the Holy Ghost always, Now, and throughout the endless days.

Stichera

(From the Office of the Cross on Quadragesima Sunday)

{chairois ho zoephoros Stauros}

_Triodion_, p. 215

I

All hail, life-bearing Cross, The trophy of the good, Thy bloom is fragrance on our way, Thy fruit our heavenly food.

II

Entrance to paradise, Strength of all faithful souls; The Church's fortress when the foe His banner grim unrolls.

III

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