A Poor Brother's Hymnal
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
  Evlogitaria of the Dead
Blessed are you, O Lord, teach me your statutes.

The choir of the saints has found the source of life and the doorway to paradise.
May I too find the way through repentance.
See, O Lord, I am the lost sheep!
O Saviour, call me back and save me.

Blessed are you, O Lord, teach me your statutes.

An image am I of your ineffable glory, though bearing marks of offenses.
Master, take pity on your creature and save me.
Grant me the homeland for which I have longed
making me again a citizen of Paradise.

Blessed are you, O Lord, teach me your statutes.

You formed me of old out of nothing and honoured me with your divine image.
But because I transgressed your divine commandments
you returned me to the earth from which I was taken.
Restore me to your likeness, my ancient beauty.

Blessed are you, O Lord, teach me your statutes.

Give rest, O Lord, to your servants, and settle them in Paradise,
where the choirs of the saints and all the just shine forth, blazing like beacons.
Give rest to all your servants who have fallen asleep, overlooking all their offenses.

Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit.
Let us devoutly hymn the threefold light of the one Godhead as we cry aloud:
Holy are you, the eternal Father, coeternal Son, and Divine Spirit.
Enlighten us who in faith worship you, and snatch us from the everlasting fire,
both now and forever and to the ages of ages, Amen.

Hail, Honoured One, who bore God in the flesh for the salvation of all.
Through you the human race has found salvation,
Through you may we find Paradise,
Pure and blessed Mother of God.

Allelouia, allelouia, allelouia, glory to you, O God.
Allelouia, allelouia, allelouia, glory to you, O God.
Allelouia, allelouia, allelouia, glory to you, O God.
Allelouia, allelouia, allelouia, glory to you, O God.

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C F Am/ G C / F C Am / Em Am F C/ Dm G F C

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Blessed are Thou, O Lord, teach me Thy statutes.

The choir of saints has found the Fountain of Life and the Door of Paradise; may I also find the way through repentance. I am the lost sheep: call me back and save me, O Saviour.

Blessed are Thou, O Lord, teach me Thy statutes.

O saints and martyrs who preached the Lamb of God and like lambs were slain, who now are translated to the eternal life that knows no age: pray fervently to Him, that He may grant us the forgiveness of our sins.

Blessed are Thou, O Lord, teach me Thy statutes.

All ye who in this life have trod the narrow way of sorrow, bearing the Cross as a yoke and following Me in faith: come and receive with joy the honours and the heavenly crowns that I have prepared for you.

Blessed are Thou, O Lord, teach me Thy statutes.

I am an image of Thine ineffable glory, even though I bear the marks of sin. Take pity on Thy creature, O Master, and cleanse me in Thy loving-kindness. Grant me the fatherland for which I long, making me once more a citizen of Paradise.

Blessed are Thou, O Lord, teach me Thy statutes.

Of old Thou hast created me from nothing and honoured me with Thy divine image; but when I disobeyed Thy commandment, Thou hast returned me to the earth whence I was taken: lead me back again to Thy likeness, refashioning my ancient beauty.

Blessed are Thou, O Lord, teach me Thy statutes.

Give rest, O God, to Thy servants and establish them in Paradise, where the choirs of the saints and the righteous shine as the stars of heaven. Give rest, O Lord, to Thy servants who have fallen asleep, and overlook all their offenses.

Glory to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit.

With reverence let us praise the threefold radiance of the one Godhead, and let us cry aloud: Holy art Thou, O Father who has no beginning, coeternal Son and Holy Spirit. Illumine us who worship Thee in faith, and snatch us from the eternal fire.

Both now and forever and to the ages of ages.

Hail, holy Virgin, who for the salvation of all hast borne God in the flesh. Through thee mankind has found salvation: through thee may we find Paradise, O Mother of God pure and blessed.
 
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