Δεῦτε πόμα πίωμεν καινόν
ὁ Εἱρμός
Come, let us drink the water new,
Not from the rock divinely springing,
But from that pure immortal stream
That from His tomb our Lord is bringing.
τροπάριον
All things in earth and heaven above
Are filled with light that shines supernal;
So all creation keeps this feast,