Tone 7 - Orthros Gospel 2
Liturgy of St. John Chrysostom
Troparion of the Resurrection (Tone 7)
You destroyed Death by Your cross. * You opened paradise to the thief. * You changed the weeping of the myrrh bearers, * and commanded Your apostles to proclaim * that You, have risen O Christ God, * granting to the world great mercy.
نشيد القيامة باللحن السابع
لاشيتَ بصليبكَ الموت، وفتحت للصِ الفردوس، وحولت نوحَ حاملات الطيب الى فرحٍ، وأمرتَ رسلكَ أن يكرزوا مبشرين بأنك قد قمتَ، أيها المسيحُ الاله، مانحاً العالم عظيمَ الرحمة.
Troparion of the Holy Archangels (Tone 4)
Captains and Leaders of the armies of heaven, unworthy as we are, we beseech you without cease to surround us with your intercessions and cover us beneath the shelter of the glory of your ethereal wings. We bend out knee and cry out with perseverance: “Deliver us from danger, O Princes of the Powers on high!”
نشيد (لزعيمي القوّاد ميخائيل وجبرائيل ولسائر القوات التي لا جسد لها) باللحن الرابع
أيها القوَّادُ الزعماءُ للجيوشِ السماويّة، نبتهلُ اليكم نحنُ غير المستحقين، ان تحَوطونا بتضرعاتكم، وتَصونونا في ظِلِّ اجنحةِ مجدِكم غير الهيوليّ، نحن الجاثينَ والهاتفينَ بثبات: أَنقذونا من المخاطر، بما انكم زعماء القوات العُلوِيَّة.
Troparion of St Barbara: Let us praise the most venerable Barbara, who pierced the enemy's net and, like a trapped ostrich, escaped from it through the strength-giving weapon of the cross.
نشيد القديسة بربارة باللحن السابع
لنُكرِّمنَّ القديسةَ بربارة، فقد كسرت هذه الجزيلة الوقار فخاخ العدو، ونجت منها كالعصفور بمعونة الصليب وسلاحه
Kondakion Presentation of the Blessed Virgin (Tone 4)
The most pure Temple of the Savior, His most precious bridal chamber, the Virgin, sacred treasure of God’s glory, enters today in the house of the Lord, bringing with her the grace of the divine Spirit. Wherefore the angels of God are singing: “Behold the heavenly tabernacle!”
نشيد الختام (قنداق دخول العذراء الى الهيكل) باللحن الرابع
ان هيكل المخلصِ الاطهر، البتولَ الحجلةَ الوافرةَ الكرامة، وكنزَ مجدِ اللهِ المقدس، تدخلُ اليومَ الى بيتِ الربّ، وتُدخِل معها نعمةَ الروحِ الالهي. فيُسبحُها ملائكةُ الله: هذه هي المظلةُ السماوية.
Epistle: Heb 2:2-10 – (6th of September)
PROKIMENON: (Tone 4)
You make spirits your messengers and flaming fires you attendants.
Stichon: Bless the Lord, O my soul! May all that is in me bless his holy name!
READING from the Epistle of St. Paul to the Hebrews
BRETHREN, if the word spoken by angels proved to be valid, and every transgression and disobedience a just punishment, how shall we escape if we neglect so great a salvation? For it was first announced by the Lord and was confirmed to us by those who heard Him; God also, according to His own will, bearing them witness by signs and wonders, and by manifold powers, and by imparting of the Holy Spirit.
For He has not subjected to angels the world to come, of which we speak. Rather, someone has testified somewhere, saying: What is man that You are mindful of him, or the son of man that You visit him. You have made him a little lower than the angels, You have crowned him with glory and honor, and have set him over the works of Your hands, • You have put all things under his feet (Ps. 8: 5-8). For in subjecting all things to men, He left nothing that is not subject to Him. But now we do not see as yet all things subject to Him. But we do see Him who was made a little lower than the angels, namely, Jesus, crowned with glory and honor because of His having suffered death, that by the grace of God He might taste death for all. For it was fitting of the One for Whose sake all things were made and through Whom all things exist, Who had brought many sons into glory, that He perfect through sufferings the very author of their salvation.
ALLELUIA: (Tone 2) (SI. Tone 5) Ps. 148:1,2
Give praise to the Lord from the heavens, give praise to Him in the heights!
Stichon: Praise Him, all you His angels, praise Him, all you, His powers!
مقدمة الرسالة
الصانعُ ملائكتَه رياحاً وخُدَّامَهُ لهيبَ نار
باركي يا نفسي الربّ، ايها الربُّ إِلهي لقد عَظُمْتَ جداً
الرسالة (عبرانيين 2: 2-10)
يا اخوة، إِنْ كانتِ الكلمةُ التي نُطِقَ بها على أَلسنةِ الملائكةِ قد ثَبتَتْ، وكلُّ تَعَدٍّ ومعصيةٍ قد نالَ جزاءً عدلاً، فكيفَ نُفلِتُ نحنُ إِنْ أَهملنا خلاصاً عظيماً كهذا، قد نُطِقَ به على لسانِ الربِّ أَوَّلاً، ثم ثبتَهُ لنا الذينَ سمعوه. واللهُ يشهدُ معهم بآياتٍ وعجائبَ وقوَّاتٍ مُتنوّعة، وتوزيعاتِ الروحِ القدسِ على حسبِ مشيئتِه. فانه لم يُخضِعْ الملائكة الآتية، التي كلامُنا فيها، ولكن شهدَ واحدُ في موضعٍ قائلاً: ما الانسانُ حتى تذكرَهُ، او ابنُ الانسانِ حتى تفتقده؟ نقصتَهُ عن الملائكةِ قليلاً، كلَّلتهُ بالمجدِ والكرامة، وأَقمتهُ على أََعمالِ يديك، وأَخضعتَ كلَّ شيءٍ تحتَ قدميه. ففي إِخضاعِهِ له كلََّ شيءٍ لم يَترُكْ شيئاً غيرَ خاضع له. إِلاَّ أَننا الآنَ لسنا نرى بعدُ كلَّ شيء مُخْضَعاً له، وإِنما نرى يسوعَ الذي نُقِصَ عن الملائكةِ قليلاً لأَجلِ أَلمِ الموت، مُكلَّلاً بالمجدِ والكرامة، حتى يذوقَ الموتَ بنعمةٍ من اللهِ من أَجلِ الجميع. لأنه كانَ يليقُ بالذي كلُّ شيءٍ لأجله وكلُّ شيءٍ به، وقد أََوردَ الى المجدِ أَبناءً كثيرين، ان يجعلَ مُبدِىءَ خلاصِهم بالآلام كاملاً.
هللويا
سبِّحوا الربَّ من السماوات، سبِّحوهُ في الأعالي
سحبوه يا جميعَ ملائكتِه، سبِِّحيه يا جميعَ قوَّاتِه
Gospel: Luke 8:41-56 - )7th Sunday of Cross( (The Raising of Jairus’ Daughter)
AT that time behold, there came a man named Jairus to Jesus, and he was a ruler of the synagogue; and falling at the feet of Jesus, he entreated him to come to his house, for he had an only daughter about twelve years of age, and she was dying. And it happened as he went that he was pressed upon by the crowds. And a certain woman who for twelve years had had a hemorrhage, and had spent all her means on physicians, but could not be cured by anyone, came up behind him and touched the tassel of his cloak; and at once her hemorrhage ceased. And Jesus said, “Who touched me? But as all were denying it, Peter, and those who were with him, said, “Master, the crowds surround you and press in on you, and you ask ‘Who touched me?” But Jesus said, “Someone touched me; for I perceived that power had gone forth from me.” But the woman, seeing that she had not escaped notice, came up trembling, and falling down at his feet, declared in the presence of all the people why she had touched him, and how she had been healed instantly. And he said to her, “Daughter, thy faith has saved thee; go in peace.” While he was yet speaking, there came one from the house of the ruler of the synagogue, saying to him, “Your daughter is dead; do not trouble him.” But Jesus on hearing this word answered the father of the girl, “Do not be afraid; only have faith and she shall be saved.” And when he came to the house, he allowed no one to enter with him, except Peter and James and John, and the girl’s father and mother. And all were weeping and mourning for her. But he said, “Do not weep; she is asleep, not dead.” And they laughed at him, knowing that she was dead. But he, taking her by the hand, cried out, saying, “Girl, arise! “And her spirit returned, and she rose up immediately. And he directed that something be given her to eat. And her parents were amazed, but he charged them to tell no one what had happened.
الاحد السابع بعد الصليب
لوقا 8: 41- 57
في ذلك الزمان، دنا الى يسوعَ انسانٌ اسمه يائيروس، وهو رئيسٌ للمجمع، وخرَّ عند قدَمي يسوعَ وجعلَ يتضرَّعُ اليهِ ان يدخلَ الى بيتهِ. لأن له ابنةً وحيدةً، لها نحوُ اثنتي عشرةَ سنةً، قد أَشرفت على الموت. وبينما هو مُنطلقٌ، كان الجموعُ يزحَمونهُ. وإنَّ امرأَةًً بها نَزفُ دمٍ منذ ُ اثنتي عشرةَ سنة، وكانت قد أَنفَقَت معيشتَها كلَّها على الأطبَّاءِ ولم يَستطِعْ أَحدٌ ان يشفيَها، دَنت من خَلفِهِ ومسَّتْ هُدبَ ثوبه. وللوقتِ وقفَ نزفُ دمِها. فقال يسوع: مَن لمسَني؟ وإذ أَنكرَ الجميعُ، قال بطرس والذين معه: يا معلِّم، إِنَ الجموعَ تُحيقُ بكَ وتُضايقُكَ وتقول مَن لمسني؟ فقالَ يسوع: قد لمسني واحدٌ، فاني شعرتُ بقوَّةٍ قد خرجت مني. فلمَّا رأتِ المرأَةُ أَنها لم تخفَ، جاءَت مرتعدةً وخرَّت له وأخبرَتهُ أَمامَ الشعبِ كلِّه لأَيَّةِ علَّةٍ لمسَتهُ وكيفَ بَرِئَت لساعتها. فقال لها: ثِقي يا ابنة، ايمانُكِ أَبرَأَكِ، اذهبي بسلام. وفيما هو يَتكلم، جاء واحدٌ من عندِ رئيس المجمَعِ وقالَ له: إن ابنتَكَ قد ماتت، فلا تُتعبِ المُعلم. فسمِعَ يسوعُ فأَجابهُ قائلاً: لا تَخفْ آمِن فقط فتخلص. ولمَّا جاءَ الى البيت، لم يَدَعْ أَحداً يَدخلُ معهُ، إِلا بطرسَ ويعقوبَ ويوحنَّا وأَبا الصبيَّةِ وأُمَّها. وكان الجميعُ يَبكونَ ويلطمونَ عليها. فقال: لا تبكوا، انها لم تَمُتْ بل هيَ نائمة. فجعلوا يضحكونَ منهُ لِعلمهم بأنها قد ماتت. أَمَّا هوَ فأَمسكَ بيدِها ونادى قائلاً: يا صبيَّة قومي. فرَجَعَتْ روحُها وقامت في الحال، فأَمرَ بأَن تُعطى طعاماً. فدَهِشَ أَبواها، وأَوصاهُما أَن لا يقولا لأحدٍ ما جرى.
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