From age to age eternally.
ταῦτά σοι ἡμετέροιο θαλύσια, Χριστὲ
Cento from χριστὲ ἄναξ, σὲ πρῶτον
I
Christ, for Thee a wreath adorning
Weaves my raptured soul with glee,
For from death this glorious morning
Thou hast risen triumphantly.
II
From the tomb behold Him rising,