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Ode E?

haute he klete kai hagia hemera

ho Heirmos

troparion

This is the chosen day of God,

The brightest and the fairest,

The Lady thou of all the feasts,

The Queen of all, and rarest;

Now let our songs of blessing soar

To Thee, O Christ, for evermore.

O glorious Resurrection day!

With fruit of vine the newest;

Come, let us taste the heavenly draught,

And joy with joy the truest;

To Thee, O Christ, our praises soar,

Who art our God for evermore.

O Zion, lift thine eyes, behold

The lights that shine around thee

From east and west, and north and south,

Thy children now surround thee;

And in thy streets their praises soar,

To Thee, O Christ, for evermore.

Almighty Father! Word Divine!

O spirit co-eternal!

In persons three, in nature one,

O God of power supernal!

Baptized in Thee, our praises soar,

And Thee we bless for evermore.