Troparion. Let us the senses cleanse, and we shall see, in light accessless of the resurrection shining Christ, and we shall clearly hear him saying, Hail! we, singing victory’s song.
Troparion. Let heaven, for ’tis meet, rejoice; and let the earth be glad; and let the world, all that unseen is and is seen, keep festival; for Christ is risen: joy eterne!
The Irmos is repeated, and they sing, Christ is risen ... the whole. And so after every Ode.
Ode iii.
Irmos. Come, let us drink the beverage new, not that from barren rock in wondrous wise outpour’d; but incorruption’s fount, shower’d from the grave of Christ, in whom we stablish’d are.
Troparion. Now fill’d is all with light, the heaven, the earth, yea, and the underworld. Then let the whole creation festal keep for Christ’s awake, whereby it stablish’d is.
Troparion. I was entomb’d with thee, Christ, yesterday: to-day, at thine arising, I awake. With thee I yesterday was crucified: O Saviour, in thy kingdom me glorify with thee.
Hypacoë. Tone iv.
Preventing the dawn, and finding the stone rolled away from the grave, they that accompanied Mary from an angel heard, Why seek ye as a man among the dead him that in light accessless dwells? Behold the swathes of death! Hasten, and tell the world the Lord is risen, who slayeth death; for he is Son of God, who saves the race of men.