Τὸ τέλος ἐγγίζει,
Καὶ μήλλεις θορυβεῖσθαι;
“Ἀνάνηψον ὀυν, ἵνα
Φείσηται σου Χριστὸς
Ὁ Θεὸς, ὁ πανταχοῦ παρὼν
Καὶ τὰ πάντα πληρῶν.”
“O soul of mine, O soul of mine,
Arise, why sleepest thou?
The end of earth is drawing near
And art thou fearful now?
Τὸ τέλος ἐγγίζει,
Καὶ μήλλεις θορυβεῖσθαι;
“Ἀνάνηψον ὀυν, ἵνα
Φείσηται σου Χριστὸς
Ὁ Θεὸς, ὁ πανταχοῦ παρὼν
Καὶ τὰ πάντα πληρῶν.”
“O soul of mine, O soul of mine,
Arise, why sleepest thou?
The end of earth is drawing near
And art thou fearful now?