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Today a Tomb...

From http://www.anastasis.org.uk/HWSat-M.htm


(Assorted)


In the tomb they laid you,
you, O Christ, who are Life;
in amazement angel armies lift up their song
as they glorify your self-abasement, Lord.

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Life, how can you perish,
or how dwell in a tomb?
Yet the royal hall of Death you now bring to nought,
and from Hades’ realm you raise the dead again.

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Bitterly she wept,
your all-blameless Mother, when she saw you
lying dead, O Word, lying in the tomb,
the eternal God no language can express.

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All Heaven’s angels tremble
Creator of the Cosmos,
at your strange, dread entombment.

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Myrrh-bearers came and sprinkled
sweet myrrh upon your tomb, Lord,
at early dawn they come now.


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Each generation offers,
my Christ, for your entombment
in hymns and songs its praises.

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The company of the Angels was amazed, seeing you numbered among the dead, yet destroying the power of death, O Saviour, raising Adam with yourself and freeing all from Hell.

‘Why do you mingle sweet spices with your tears, O women disciples?’ the dazzling Angel in the tomb said to the women bearing myrrh, ‘Behold the tomb, and understand: for the Saviour has risen from the grave’.

Early in the morning the women bearing myrrh hastened, lamenting, to your grave; but the Angel stood before them and said, ‘The time for lamentation has passed. Do not weep; but tell the Apostles of the Resurrection’.

The women bearing spices coming to your grave, O Saviour, heard an Angel saying to them, ‘Why do you number the living with the dead? For as God he has risen from the grave’.

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The choirs of Angels were amazed as they saw how he, who is seated in the bosom of the Father, is placed in a tomb as one dead, though he is Immortal; whom the ranks of Angels, with the dead in Hell, surround and glorify as Creator and Lord.

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‘Why do you mingle sweet spices with your tears, O women disciples?’ the dazzling Angel in the tomb said to the women bearing myrrh, ‘Behold the tomb, and understand: for the Saviour has risen from the grave’.

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Each generation offers,
my Christ, for your entombment
in hymns and songs its praises.

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To the grave descends
he, the Wisdom of our God, that pours out
streams of life; descending into a tomb,
giving life to those in Hades deepest depths.

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Sleeping in the tomb
with the sleep that breathes forth life, Anointed,
from sin’s heavy sleep you, as God, aroused
all the human race that sin had held enthralled.

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By your will we see you,
as a corpse in the tomb,
but you live, O Word, and Saviour as you foretold,
by your Resurrection you raise mortal kind.

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Buried in a tomb, Lord,
and descended to Hell,
yet, O Saviour, you have emptied the sepulchres,
mighty Hades you stripped naked, O my Christ.

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Shameful death he suffered
in the flesh for our sake,
who is one of the divine holy Trinity.
Quails the sun, and all earth shudders at the sight.

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Willingly, O Saviour,
you went down ‘neath the earth,
granted life again to mortals whom death had slain,
in the glory of the Father led them up.

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