Opening to paradise.
ὁ Σωτὴρ ἡμῶν, ἀνατολὴ ἀνατολῶν
I
Come, with the load of sorrow thou art bearing,
Lay it on Him who every burden bears;
Let not thy soul in trouble sink despairing,
He who hath sorrowed, every sorrow shares.
II
Look for the morn when night is dark and weary,
Morning shall come when hours of night are spent;