Akathist of Thanksgiving (Part 5)
Kontakion 10
That which is broken cannot be restored, but You can set aright those whose conscience has become decayed; You restore the soul to its former beauty in those who have lost it beyond all hope. With You there is nothing that cannot be put aright. You are all love. You are the Creator and the Restorer. To You we sing praise: Alleluia!
Ikos 10
My God , Who knows the fall of the proud angel Lucifer, save me through the power of Your grace, do not let me fall away from You, do not allow me to doubt You. Sharpen my hearing so that every minute of my life I can hear Your mysterious voice and call to You Who are everywhere present:
Glory to You for Providential coincidences,
Glory to You for the gift of premonitions,
Glory to You for the guidance of a secret inner voice,
Glory to You for revelations in dreams and when awake,
Glory to You Who destroys our useless plans,
Glory to You Who sobers us from the heat of passions with suffering, Glory to You Who humbles pride of heart to save us,
Glory to You, O God, unto ages of ages.
Kontakion 11
Through the icy link of the ages, I feel the warmth of Your Divine Breath; I hear the flow of blood. You are already near; time has partly vanished. I see Your Cross – it is for my sake. My spirit is in ashes before the Cross: where there is a triumph of love and salvation, and unceasing praise unto all ages: Alleluia!
Ikos 11
Blessed is he who will have supper in Your Kingdom, but You have already admitted me to this bliss. How many times have You extended to me with Your Divine Hand, Your body and blood, and I, such a sinner, have taken this sacred gift and felt Your love – unutterable and beyond all being.
Glory to You for the unfathomable, life-giving power of grace,
Glory to You Who has raised up Your Church as a refuge of peace for an exhausted world,
Glory to You Who breathes new life into us with the life-giving water of Baptism,
Glory to You Who restores the purity of immaculate lilies to those Who repent,
Glory to You, inexhaustible abyss of forgiveness,
Glory to You for the cup of life, for the bread of eternal joy, Glory to You Who led us to heaven,
Glory to You, O God, unto ages of ages.
Kontakion 12
Many times I have seen the reflection of Your glory on the faces of the dead. What unearthly beauty and joy shone from them; how ethereal and immaterial were their features. This is the triumph of happiness attained, and peace, as they silently call upon You. At the hour of my death illumine my soul too as I call: Alleluia!
Ikos 12
How can I give praise to You? I have not heard the songs of the cherubim. That is the gift of the highest souls. But I know how nature gives praise to You: in winter I have beheld the moonlit stillness when the whole earth quietly prays to You, clothed in white and sparkling with diamonds of snow – I have seen how the rising sun rejoices in You and the choirs of birds resound in praise – I have heard the forest speak mysteriously of You, the waters gurgle and the choirs of stars preach of You with their harmonious movement in infinite space. But what is my praise! Nature responds to Your laws, but I do not. Yet while I am alive, I see Your love, I want to thank, to pray, to call out:
Glory to You Who has shown us light,
Glory to You Who has loved us with love immeasurable, deep, Divine, Glory to You Who has surrounded us with light, with hosts of angels and saints,
Glory to You, O Holy Father, Who has willed us Your Kingdom, Glory to You, Holy Spirit and life-giving sun of the future age,
Glory to You for everything, O Divine Trinity, all bountiful, Glory to You, O God, unto ages of ages.
Kontakion 13
O all bountiful and life-giving Trinity, accept this gratitude for all of Your mercies and make us worthy of Your Divine gifts so that having multiplied the talents given us, we may enter into the eternal joy of Our Lord with victorious praise: Alleluia!
Metropolitan Tryphon
(Prince Boris Petrovich Turkestanov)
Translated by: Marina Cheremetieff Marilyn Swezey
Kontakion 10
That which is broken cannot be restored, but You can set aright those whose conscience has become decayed; You restore the soul to its former beauty in those who have lost it beyond all hope. With You there is nothing that cannot be put aright. You are all love. You are the Creator and the Restorer. To You we sing praise: Alleluia!
Ikos 10
My God , Who knows the fall of the proud angel Lucifer, save me through the power of Your grace, do not let me fall away from You, do not allow me to doubt You. Sharpen my hearing so that every minute of my life I can hear Your mysterious voice and call to You Who are everywhere present:
Glory to You for Providential coincidences,
Glory to You for the gift of premonitions,
Glory to You for the guidance of a secret inner voice,
Glory to You for revelations in dreams and when awake,
Glory to You Who destroys our useless plans,
Glory to You Who sobers us from the heat of passions with suffering, Glory to You Who humbles pride of heart to save us,
Glory to You, O God, unto ages of ages.
Kontakion 11
Through the icy link of the ages, I feel the warmth of Your Divine Breath; I hear the flow of blood. You are already near; time has partly vanished. I see Your Cross – it is for my sake. My spirit is in ashes before the Cross: where there is a triumph of love and salvation, and unceasing praise unto all ages: Alleluia!
Ikos 11
Blessed is he who will have supper in Your Kingdom, but You have already admitted me to this bliss. How many times have You extended to me with Your Divine Hand, Your body and blood, and I, such a sinner, have taken this sacred gift and felt Your love – unutterable and beyond all being.
Glory to You for the unfathomable, life-giving power of grace,
Glory to You Who has raised up Your Church as a refuge of peace for an exhausted world,
Glory to You Who breathes new life into us with the life-giving water of Baptism,
Glory to You Who restores the purity of immaculate lilies to those Who repent,
Glory to You, inexhaustible abyss of forgiveness,
Glory to You for the cup of life, for the bread of eternal joy, Glory to You Who led us to heaven,
Glory to You, O God, unto ages of ages.
Kontakion 12
Many times I have seen the reflection of Your glory on the faces of the dead. What unearthly beauty and joy shone from them; how ethereal and immaterial were their features. This is the triumph of happiness attained, and peace, as they silently call upon You. At the hour of my death illumine my soul too as I call: Alleluia!
Ikos 12
How can I give praise to You? I have not heard the songs of the cherubim. That is the gift of the highest souls. But I know how nature gives praise to You: in winter I have beheld the moonlit stillness when the whole earth quietly prays to You, clothed in white and sparkling with diamonds of snow – I have seen how the rising sun rejoices in You and the choirs of birds resound in praise – I have heard the forest speak mysteriously of You, the waters gurgle and the choirs of stars preach of You with their harmonious movement in infinite space. But what is my praise! Nature responds to Your laws, but I do not. Yet while I am alive, I see Your love, I want to thank, to pray, to call out:
Glory to You Who has shown us light,
Glory to You Who has loved us with love immeasurable, deep, Divine, Glory to You Who has surrounded us with light, with hosts of angels and saints,
Glory to You, O Holy Father, Who has willed us Your Kingdom, Glory to You, Holy Spirit and life-giving sun of the future age,
Glory to You for everything, O Divine Trinity, all bountiful, Glory to You, O God, unto ages of ages.
Kontakion 13
O all bountiful and life-giving Trinity, accept this gratitude for all of Your mercies and make us worthy of Your Divine gifts so that having multiplied the talents given us, we may enter into the eternal joy of Our Lord with victorious praise: Alleluia!
Metropolitan Tryphon
(Prince Boris Petrovich Turkestanov)
Translated by: Marina Cheremetieff Marilyn Swezey
