THERE were angelic powers at thy tomb, and the guards were benumbed: and in the grave stood Mary, seeking thy immaculate body. Thou didst despoil Hades, it was no sore trial for thee.
Thou didst meet the Virgin, granting life. O Lord, risen from the dead, glory be to thee.
O THOU that didst call thy mother blessed, thou camest to the Passion, shining out upon the Cross, with a voluntary will (cf. Lev 1:3): wishing to seek out Adam, saying to the angels: Rejoice with me, for the lost coin is found (Lk 15:8-10).
O thou that keepeth all things of thy house wisely, Glory be to thee.
Apolytikion and Theotokion at Matins.
GIDEON looked into thy conceiving before its time, and David interpreted thy birth-giving, O Theotokos: for the Word in thy womb was like dew upon a fleece (Judg 6:36-40), and like sacred ground thou didst without seed blossom with salvation for the world (cf. Ps 71:6-7 LXX; Is 11:1-10), with Christ our God, O Full of Grace.
LIFE lay in the grave, the seal lay upon the stone, as if the soldiers were keeping their guard upon Christ as upon a King that sleepeth. And the Lord arose, striking down his enemies in their blindness.
Theotokion, at Matins.
BLESSED are the merciful, for they shall obtain mercy.
Remember me, O Lord, when thou comest in thy Kingdom, and save me, for thou alone lovest mankind.
Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God.
By the Cross thou didst save Adam who was deceived, by the Cross again the Thief who cried out: Remember me, O Lord, when thou comest in thy Kingdom.
Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called sons of God.
Thou didst shatter the gates and bars of Hades, O Life-giver, thou didst raise all the dead, O Saviour, and they cried out: Glory to thy arising!
Blessed are they that are persecuted for righteousness’ sake, for these is the kingdom of heaven.
Remember me, thou that despoiledst death by thy grave, and filledst all things with joy by thy resurrection, for thou art tenderly compassionate.
Blessed are you when they hate you, and persecute you, and lying men speak all manner of evil words against you for my sake.
Myrrh-bearers had come unto the tomb and were listening to the angel crying out: Christ is risen, enlightening the universe.
Rejoice and be glad, for great is your reward in heaven.
WE who stand as mystical images of the Cherubim,
and sing unto the Life-Giving Trinity the thrice-holy hymn,
let us now lay aside all earthly cares
that we may receive the King of all,
attended beyond our sight by angel hosts.
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia.
WITH one voice all, let us raise hymns unto Christ, who was fixed with nails unto the wood of the Cross, and delivered the world from error.
Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit.
We glorify the Father and the Son and the holy Spirit, saying: Holy Trinity, save our souls.
Now and forever, and to the ages of ages.
THOU that in the last days didst conceive and give birth unto the very Creator, O Virgin, save them that magnify thee.
Beatitudes and Theotokion, at the Liturgy.
Extracts are from the Ochtoechos, Plagal of the Second Tone (this week’s tone), Sundays. These are my non-expert translations, from Analogion.