Kontakion 6
How great You are in the power of thunderstorms, how visible is Your mighty hand in the blinding curves of lightening, amazing in Your greatness. The voice of the Lord is over the fields and in the sound of the forests; the voice of the Lord is in the birth of the thunder and rain; the voice of the Lord is over the many waters. Praise be to You in the thundering of volcanoes spitting fire. You shake the earth about like a garment. You lift up the waves of the sea into the sky. Praise be to You Who humbles human pride, drawing out the repentant cry: Alleluia!
Ikos 6
When the palaces of earth are suddenly lit up by lightning bursting forth, how paltry seem our ordinary lights afterward. In just such a way You suddenly light up my soul during the times of deepest joy in my life. And after the brilliance of Your light, like lightning, how colorless, dark and unreal these moments seem. And my soul rushes in pursuit of You.
Glory to You, beyond the limit of the highest human dream!
Glory to You for our tireless thirst for You,
Glory to You Who has inspired in us dissatisfaction with earthly things, Glory to You Who has enveloped us in the delicate rays of Your light, Glory to You Who has broken the power of the spirits of darkness, and
Who has doomed to annihilation every kind of evil,
Glory to You for Your revelations, for the happiness of feeling Your presence and living with You,
Glory to You, O God, unto ages of ages.
Kontakion 7
One hears Your call in a wonderful composition of sounds. You open for us the environment of our future paradise in melodious singing in harmonious tones, in the height of musical colors, in the brilliance of artistic creativity. All that is truly beautiful carries the soul to You in a mighty call, and forces it to sing rapturously: Alleluia!
Ikos 7
Through the descent of the Holy Spirit You enlighten the thought of artists, poets and scientific geniuses. Through the power of the subconscious, they are prophetically able to perceive Your laws, opening for us the abyss of Your creative wisdom. Their works involuntarily speak of You; of how great You are in Your creations, of how great You are in man.
Kontakion 8
How near You are in days of illness; You Yourself visit the sick, You Yourself bend down to the bed of the sufferer and the heart speaks to You.
In times of hardship and suffering, You illumine the soul with peace; You send unexpected help. You are consoling, searching, saving love, and to You we sing the song: Alleluia!
Ikos 8
When as a child, I consciously called to You for the first time, You answered my prayer, and my soul knew a wonderful peace. Then I understood that You are goodness; blessed are those who seek You. I began to call to You again and again, and call to you even now:
Glory to You Who grants my wishes, when they are good,
Glory to You who watches over me day and night,
Glory to You, curing hardships and losses with the healing course of time,
Glory to You for Whom there is no such thing as a hopeless loss; You give eternal life to all,
Glory to You Who has made immortal all that is good and lofty, Who has promised our desired reunion with those who have died, Glory to You, unto ages of ages.
Kontakion 9
Why does all nature smile mysteriously on feast days? Why is the heart filled at these times with a wonderful lightness that is incomparable to anything on earth; how is it that the very air at the altar and in the church become light bearing? This is the breath of Your grace, the glow of the light of Tabor: the sky and the earth are singing at these times in praise:
Alleluia!
Ikos 9
When You have inspired me to serve those around me and illumined my heart with humility, one of Your innumerable rays falls on my heart making it light bearing: iron in fire, and I saw Your mysterious, imperceptible Face.
Glory to You Who has transfigured our life with good things that we do,
Glory to You Who has imprinted an unutterable sweetness on every precept of Yours,
Glory to You Who clearly abides where there is kindness and generosity of heart,
Glory to You Who sends failures and sorrows to us so that we might be sensitive to the sufferings of others,
Glory to You Who has placed a great reward on the value of goodness in itself,
Glory to You Who accepts our moments of soaring,
Glory to You Who has raised love higher than anything on earth or in heaven,
Glory to You, O God, unto ages of ages.
How great You are in the power of thunderstorms, how visible is Your mighty hand in the blinding curves of lightening, amazing in Your greatness. The voice of the Lord is over the fields and in the sound of the forests; the voice of the Lord is in the birth of the thunder and rain; the voice of the Lord is over the many waters. Praise be to You in the thundering of volcanoes spitting fire. You shake the earth about like a garment. You lift up the waves of the sea into the sky. Praise be to You Who humbles human pride, drawing out the repentant cry: Alleluia!
Ikos 6
When the palaces of earth are suddenly lit up by lightning bursting forth, how paltry seem our ordinary lights afterward. In just such a way You suddenly light up my soul during the times of deepest joy in my life. And after the brilliance of Your light, like lightning, how colorless, dark and unreal these moments seem. And my soul rushes in pursuit of You.
Glory to You, beyond the limit of the highest human dream!
Glory to You for our tireless thirst for You,
Glory to You Who has inspired in us dissatisfaction with earthly things, Glory to You Who has enveloped us in the delicate rays of Your light, Glory to You Who has broken the power of the spirits of darkness, and
Who has doomed to annihilation every kind of evil,
Glory to You for Your revelations, for the happiness of feeling Your presence and living with You,
Glory to You, O God, unto ages of ages.
Kontakion 7
One hears Your call in a wonderful composition of sounds. You open for us the environment of our future paradise in melodious singing in harmonious tones, in the height of musical colors, in the brilliance of artistic creativity. All that is truly beautiful carries the soul to You in a mighty call, and forces it to sing rapturously: Alleluia!
Ikos 7
Through the descent of the Holy Spirit You enlighten the thought of artists, poets and scientific geniuses. Through the power of the subconscious, they are prophetically able to perceive Your laws, opening for us the abyss of Your creative wisdom. Their works involuntarily speak of You; of how great You are in Your creations, of how great You are in man.
Kontakion 8
How near You are in days of illness; You Yourself visit the sick, You Yourself bend down to the bed of the sufferer and the heart speaks to You.
In times of hardship and suffering, You illumine the soul with peace; You send unexpected help. You are consoling, searching, saving love, and to You we sing the song: Alleluia!
Ikos 8
When as a child, I consciously called to You for the first time, You answered my prayer, and my soul knew a wonderful peace. Then I understood that You are goodness; blessed are those who seek You. I began to call to You again and again, and call to you even now:
Glory to You Who grants my wishes, when they are good,
Glory to You who watches over me day and night,
Glory to You, curing hardships and losses with the healing course of time,
Glory to You for Whom there is no such thing as a hopeless loss; You give eternal life to all,
Glory to You Who has made immortal all that is good and lofty, Who has promised our desired reunion with those who have died, Glory to You, unto ages of ages.
Kontakion 9
Why does all nature smile mysteriously on feast days? Why is the heart filled at these times with a wonderful lightness that is incomparable to anything on earth; how is it that the very air at the altar and in the church become light bearing? This is the breath of Your grace, the glow of the light of Tabor: the sky and the earth are singing at these times in praise:
Alleluia!
Ikos 9
When You have inspired me to serve those around me and illumined my heart with humility, one of Your innumerable rays falls on my heart making it light bearing: iron in fire, and I saw Your mysterious, imperceptible Face.
Glory to You Who has transfigured our life with good things that we do,
Glory to You Who has imprinted an unutterable sweetness on every precept of Yours,
Glory to You Who clearly abides where there is kindness and generosity of heart,
Glory to You Who sends failures and sorrows to us so that we might be sensitive to the sufferings of others,
Glory to You Who has placed a great reward on the value of goodness in itself,
Glory to You Who accepts our moments of soaring,
Glory to You Who has raised love higher than anything on earth or in heaven,
Glory to You, O God, unto ages of ages.
