Saturday, 15 February 2014

Services of the Triodion for the Sunday of the Prodigal Son



‘Lord, I have cried unto Thee…’
(7 stichera of the Resurrection, then:)
Tone 1
Rich and fertile was the earth allotted to us,
But all we planted were the seeds of sin.
We reaped the sheaves of evil with the sickle of laziness;
We failed to place them on the threshing-floor of sorrow.
Now we beg Thee, Lord, eternal Master of the harvest:
May Thy love become the breeze to winnow the straw of our worthless deeds.
Make us like precious wheat to be stored in heaven, and save us all!

(twice)

Brethren, our purpose is to know the power of God's goodness,
For when the Prodigal Son abandoned his sin,
He hastened to the refuge of his Father.
That good man embraced him and welcomed him:
He killed the fatted calf and celebrated with heavenly joy!
Let us learn from this example to offer thanks to the Father who loves all people,
And to the Victim, the glorious Saviour of our souls!

Glory…  Tone 2

What great blessings have I forsaken, wretch that I am?
From what Kingdom have I miserably fallen?
I have squandered the riches that were given me;
I have transgressed the commandments!
Woe to me when I shall be condemned to eternal fire!
Cry out to Christ, O my soul, before the end draws near:
Receive me as the Prodigal, O God, and have mercy on me!

Now and ever… (of the Resurrection)
Aposticha
(Of the Resurrection; then:)

Glory… Tone 6

I hid my face in shame, a wretched man!
I have squandered the riches my Father gave to me;
I went to live with senseless beasts:
I sought their food and hungered, for I had not enough to eat.
I will arise, I will return to my compassionate Father:
He will accept my tears as I kneel before Him, crying:
In Thy tender love for all men receive me as one of Thy servants and save me!

Now and ever…

My Maker and Redeemer, Christ the Lord,
Was born of thee, most pure Virgin!
By accepting my nature He freed Adam from his ancient curse!
Unceasingly we magnify thee as the Mother of God!
Rejoice, celestial joy!
Rejoice, O Lady,
The protection, intercession, and salvation of our souls!

 

MATINS

After the psalms of the Polyeleon we sing Psalm 137: ‘By the waters of Babylon…’, to a slow and solemn melody.  At the end of each verse we sing Alleluia and make a deep bow.  After the reading of the Resurrection Gospel we sing ‘Having beheld the Resurrection…’, Psalm 50, and the Lenten verses: ‘Open to me the gates of repentance…’.
The Canon, in Tone 2 (by Joseph)

Canticle One:


Irmos: Take up the song of Moses and cry aloud, my soul:
The Lord is my helper and protector,
He has become my salvation:
This is my God, and I will glorify Him!

Refrain: Glory to Thee, our God, glory to Thee! (and so before each Troparion)

Jesus my God, accept me also now in repentance
As Thou didst the Prodigal Son:
I have lived all my life in carelessness
And provoked Thee to anger.

I have sinfully wasted the divine wealth that once Thou gavest me;
I have departed far from Thee and lived as the Prodigal.
Compassionate Father, accept me now also as I return.

Open Thine arms to embrace me as a Father now,
Accepting me also as the Prodigal Son,
That I may glorify Thee with thanksgiving
Most merciful Lord!

Theotokion:

Bestow the fullness of Thy grace upon me, O God;
Be a benefactor to me,
And at the holy prayers of Thy Mother
Overlook the great number of my offenses.

Katavasia: Take up the song of Moses…

Canticle Three:

Irmos: O God, the Husbandman of all good trees and fruit,
In Thy compassion, make fruitful my barren mind.

Refrain: Glory to Thee, our God, glory to Thee! (and so before each Troparion)

Completely beside myself in madness,
I have clung to the sins suggested to me by the passions.
But accept me, O Christ, as the Prodigal.
With the words of the Prodigal, I cry aloud:
I have sinned, O Father!
Receive me now like him in Thine embrace
And do not reject me.

Open Thine arms, O Christ, and receive me in loving kindness
As I return from a far country of sin and passions.

Theotokion:
My sins have brought me to poverty,
O fairest among women:
Enrich me, pure Virgin, with the vision of beauty,
That I may glorify thee.

KatavasiaO God the husbandman…

Sessional Hymn, Tone 1

Hasten to open Thy Fatherly embrace to me,
For I have wasted my life as the Prodigal.
In the unfailing wealth of Thy mercy O Saviour,
Do not reject my heart in its poverty.
For I cry to Thee with compunction, O Lord:
Father, I have sinned against heaven, and before Thee!

Glory…

(Repeat: Hasten to open…)


Now and ever… Theotokion in the same tone:

Thou art the only guardian and protection of the faithful,
Pure and unwedded Virgin Theotokos:
Deliver from danger, distress and affliction
All who have put their hope in thee
And by thy divine intercession
Save our souls, O Maiden.

Canticle Four:

Irmos: Foreseeing Thy birth from a Virgin,
The prophet cried aloud:
I have heard the report of Thee and was afraid;
For Thou hast come from Teman, O Christ,
The Holy One from the overshadowed mountain.

Refrain: Glory to Thee, our God, glory to Thee! (and so before each Troparion)
The wealth of blessings which Thou gavest me, Heavenly Father
I have wrongfully wasted, becoming the slave of strangers.
Therefore I cry aloud to Thee:
Father, I have sinned against Thee!
Receive me like the Prodigal of old,
And open Thine arms to me.

I have become enslaved to every evil in my wretchedness,
Bowing down before the demons that provoke the passions;
Through heedlessness I have lost possession of myself, O Saviour;
Take pity on me as I flee to Thy many mercies for refuge, heavenly Father.

Filled with shame, I dare not look up to the height of heaven,
For I have foolishly bowed down to sin.
But now I return and cry out in compunction:
I have sinned against Thee; receive me, O King of all.

Theotokion:

Thou art the help of men, and the refuge of the saved,
The sure hope of all Christians, undefiled Virgin.
Save me as a mother by thine intercessions,
Counting me worthy of the life to come.

Katavasia: Foreseeing Thy birth…

Canticle Five:

Irmos: The night is far spent; the day is at hand:
The Light has shone forth on the world!
Therefore the ranks of angels sing Thy praises and glorify Thee, OChrist our God!

Refrain: Glory to Thee, our God, glory to Thee! (and so before each Troparion)

I was enslaved to strangers;
Filled with shame, and an exile in the land of corruption.
But now I return, O merciful Lord,
And I cry to Thee:  I have sinned!

Accept me now in Thy compassion, Heavenly Father,
As I return from evil;
And in Thine exceeding mercy, do not reject me.

I have angered Thee beyond measure, O Christ,
And I dare not look up at the height of heaven.
But knowing Thy compassion, merciful Lord, I cry:
I have sinned!  Be merciful to me and save me!

Theotokion:

All-holy Virgin, full of grace,
Thou hast borne the redemption of all!
By thy prayers, lighten the great burden of my sins.

Katavasia: The night is far spent…

Canticle Six:

Irmos: Saviour, I am held fast in the depth of sin,
Overwhelmed by the sea of life.
But as Thou didst bring forth Jonah from the belly of the whale,
So bring me out from the passions and save me!

Refrain: Glory to Thee, our God, glory to Thee! (and so before each Troparion)

The depths of sin ever hold me fast,
And the tempest of transgressions overwhelms me!
Pilot me, O Christ my God, to the haven of life
And save me, King of Glory!

I have wasted in evil living the wealth which the Father gavest me,
And now I am brought to poverty.
I am filled with shame and enslaved to fruitless thoughts.
Therefore I cry to Thee, Lover of Mankind:
Take pity on me and save me!

I am wasted with hunger, deprived of every blessing,
And an exile from Thy presence.
O Christ, supreme in loving kindness,
Take pity on me now as I return and save me
As I sing Thy praises, Lover of Mankind!

Theotokion:

Maiden who conceived Christ the Saviour and Master,
Count me worthy of salvation.
I lack all good in my poverty, pure Virgin:
Grant that I may sing the praises of thy majesty!

Katavasia: Saviour, I am held fast…

Kontakion, Tone 3


I have recklessly forgotten Thy glory, O Father;
And among sinners I have scattered the riches which Thou gavest me.
And now I cry to Thee as the Prodigal:
I have sinned before Thee, merciful Father;
Receive me a penitent and make me as one of Thy hired servants.

Ikos

Every day our Saviour teaches us with His own voice: so let us listen to the Scriptures on the Prodigal Son who regained wisdom, and let us follow the good example of his repentance with faith, and with humility of heart cry out to Him who knows all secrets:  we have sinned against Thee, merciful Father, and are not worthy ever again to be called Thy children as before.  But since by nature Thou art the Lover of Mankind, // Receive me a penitent and make me as one of Thy hired servants.

Canticle Seven:

Irmos: The children sang together in the furnace
As cherubim in heaven:
Blessed art Thou, O God,
For in truth and judgement Thou hast brought all this upon us because of our sins,
And Thou art praised and glorified above all forever!

Refrain: Glory to Thee, our God, glory to Thee! (and so before each Troparion)

I have miserably bowed down to the pleasures of the body
Becoming wholly enslaved to the demons that provoke the passions.
I have become a stranger to Thee, Lover of Mankind.
But now I cry with the voice of the Prodigal:
I have sinned, O Christ, despise me not,
For Thou alone art merciful.

I do not dare look up at the height of heaven, O King of all:
I cry out:  I have sinned;
For in my foolishness, I alone have angered Thee,
Rejecting Thy commandments.
Therefore, only Good One,
Do not cast me away from Thy presence.

At the prayers of the apostles, martyrs and prophets,
The holy saints and the righteous, O Christ my Lord,
Forgive me all the offenses which have provoked Thee to anger in Thy goodness,
And I shall sing Thy praises for evermore.

Theotokion:

Theotokos, more glorious than the cherubim and seraphim,
And all the heavenly hosts!
Together with them, undefiled Virgin,
Entreat Him who took flesh from thee:
God the Word from the Father without beginning,
That we may all be counted worthy of eternal blessings!

Katavasia: The children sang together…

Canticle Eight:

Irmos:
 Let us praise Him, who of old in the burning bush
Prefigured the miracle of the Virgin to Moses on Sinai:
Let us bless and exalt Him above all forever!

Refrain: Glory to Thee, our God, glory to Thee! (and so before each Troparion)

In great mercy Thou camest down upon earth
To save the world through Thy voluntary poverty:
Save me in Thy compassion,
For I am poor in all good works.

I have departed far from Thy commandments,
And am enslaved to the deceiver in utter wretchedness.
But now I turn back as the Prodigal of old:
Accept me as I fall before Thee, heavenly Father.

I am full of darkness and cut off from Thee,
Ruled by corrupting thoughts,
I have lost all possession of myself, merciful Lord.
Therefore save me as I fall before Thee in repentance.

Theotokion:

Pure Mother of God, the only restoration of the fallen,
Raise me up, for I am wholly crushed,
Humbled by every kind of sin.

Katavasia: Let us praise Him, who of old…

The Song of the Mother of God (Magnificat) is then sung.

Canticle Nine:

Irmos:
 Who of those born on earth
Has seen or heard of such a thing!
A Virgin conceives and bears a child without the pain of travail!
Beholding thy wonder, O Mary, pure Mother of God, we magnify thee!

Refrain: Glory to Thee, our God, glory to Thee! (and so before each Troparion)

Behold the affliction of my heart, O Christ:
Look upon my turning back;
Behold my tears, O Saviour, and do not despise me,
But in Thy compassion, embrace me once again,
And count me with the number of the saved,
That with thanksgiving I may sing the praises of Thy mercy.

As the thief I cry to Thee:  remember me!
As the Publican, with downcast eyes, I beat my breast and say:  be merciful!
As the Prodigal, deliver me from every evil, O King who pities all,
That I may sing the praises of Thy boundless compassion.

Groan now, my all-wretched soul, and cry aloud to Christ:
Lord who for my sake voluntarily became poor,
In my poverty I lack every good work.
Make me rich with the abundance of Thy blessings,
For Thou alone art full of love and mercy.

Once Thou rejoiced at the voluntary return of the Prodigal, loving Lord:
Rejoice now because of me, wretch though I am.
Open Thy holy embrace to me,
That being saved I may sing the praises of Thy boundless compassion.

Theotokion:

I pray thee, Virgin, through thy light-giving intercessions,
Enlighten the eyes of my mind, darkened by evil.
Lead me into the paths of repentance,
So shall I rightly sing thy praises,
For thou gavest flesh to the ineffable Word!

Katavasia: Who of those born on earth…

Exapostilaria

First the exapostilarion of the Resurrection, then:

Glory… Now and ever…


Saviour, I set off on a foolish journey;
I wasted all Thy precious gifts of grace.
I lived in luxury, and the devils were my friends;
I return to Thee empty-handed, loving Father.
Receive me in repentance, as Thou didst accept the Prodigal;
Restore to me my baptismal robe of purity, and save me!
The Praises
(5 stikhera of the Resurrection, then:)

Tone 2


Lord, I offer Thee the voice of the Prodigal Son:
I have sinned before heaven and before Thee, Good Master!
I have squandered the fortune Thou gavest me!
Receive me in repentance, Saviour, and save me!

Tone 4

Compassionate One, I come before Thee like the Prodigal Son:
For many years I have abandoned Thee, and now Thou art a stranger to me.
Restore to me the first love which I wasted, Lord;
Receive me in repentance and save me!

Tone 8

I have wasted my Father's fortune for a life of luxury!
Now I wander aimlessly in the barren lands of the wicked.
No longer can I bear their loathsome company!
I will arise and return to my Father, crying:
I have sinned against heaven and before Thee, my Lord.
I am no longer worthy to be called Thy son://
Accept me as one of Thy hired servants and have mercy on me!

Glory…  Tone 6

Even though I have abandoned Thee, good Father,
Do not forsake me!  Do not cast me out of the Kingdom!
The most evil enemy has stolen my fortune and left me naked;
I have loved riotous living more than spiritual gifts,
But now I return to Thee with tears and sighs:
Take me back as one of Thy hired servants, Lord.
For my sake Thou hast stretched Thy pure hands upon the Cross;
Thou hast delivered me from the wicked enemy’s grasp,
Restoring to me the wedding garment of purity,
Since Thou alone art the merciful Lover of Mankind!

Now and ever…  Tone 2

(The usual Theotokion: ‘Thou art most blessed…’)

DIVINE LITURGY

(The Troparion of the Resurrection in the tone of the week, then:) 

Kontakion of the Prodigal Son, Tone 3


I have recklessly forgotten Thy glory, O Father;
And among sinners I have scattered the riches which Thou gavest me.
And now I cry to Thee as the Prodigal:
I have sinned before Thee, merciful Father;
Receive me a penitent, and make me as one of Thy hired servants.

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