Troparion. The women who were divinely wise sped back to thee with myrrh; and him whom they sought with tears as mortal, they worshipp’d with joy as living God; and told, O Christ, to thy disciples the glad tidings of the mystic Pasch.
Troparion. We celebrate the death of death, the overthrow of hades, the first-fruits of another life that endless is, and sing exultingly the Cause, even him, our fathers’ God, who only blessed and most glorious is.
Troparion. How truly sacred and all-festal is this saving and brightly beaming night, which heraldeth the rising of the splendour-bearing day, on which the ageless Light in flesh hath shin’d to all from out the grave.
Ode viii.
Irmos. This is the chosen and holy day, the one that is of sabbaths king and lord. It feast of feasts is, and triumph is of triumphs, on which we bless Christ for aye.
Troparion. Come, let us in the vine’s new fruit participators be of joy divine on the auspicious day of resurrection to Christ’s kingdom, singing him, as God, for aye.
Troparion. Lift up thine eyes, O Sion, round about, and see; for, lo! thy children come to thee, as lights by God illum’d, from the west and from the north, from the sea and from the east, in thee blessing Christ for aye.
Verse. O most holy Trinity, glory to thee, our God.
Troparion. Almighty Father, Word, and Spirit, nature conjoin’d in persons three, superessential, God most high, in thee baptized we have been, and thee we bless for evermore.
Ode ix.