I WILL love thee, O Lord, my strength.
The Lord is my firm support, and my refuge, and my deliverer; my God is my helper, I will hope in him; he is my defender, and the horn of my salvation, and my helper.
I will call upon the Lord with praises, and I shall be saved from mine enemies.
The pangs of death compassed me, and the torrents of ungodliness troubled me exceedingly. The pangs of hell came round about me: the snares of death prevented me.
And when I was afflicted I called upon the Lord, and cried to my God: he heard my voice out of this holy temple, and my cry shall enter before him, even into his ears.
Psalm 17:1-6 (LXX)
WHO is he that will not bless thee, Panagia, Virgin? Who will not raise a hymn in honour of thy son, born without the pangs of childbirth?
For he that beyond time shone forth from the Father as his only-begotten Son, this same came forth from thee, the pure Lady, enfleshed in a manner that cannot be told.
He is by nature God and yet became by nature man for our sakes, not divided into two persons, but made known in two natures without mingling. Make petition to him, O reverend Lady, in all things blessed, that he have mercy upon our souls.
I WILL love thee, O Lord, my strength. The Lord is my firm support, and my refuge, and my deliverer.
MY God is my helper, I will hope in him.
I will call upon the Lord with praises.
He heard my voice from his holy temple.