8,6,8,6

kai ten phloginen rhomphaian

(kontakion)

I

No longer now at Eden's gate

The fiery weapon gleams,

But from the Cross that leads to life

A light alluring streams.

II

And now the power of Death is gone,

His sting is torn away;

Grim Hades can no longer claim

His silent victory.

III

For Thou, O Saviour, didst descend

Where darkness brooding lies,

And bad'st the souls in bondage held

Return to Paradise.