Μὴ ἐποδύρου μου, μῆτερ, καθορῶσα ἐν τάφῳ ὃν ἐν γαστρὶ ἄνευ σπορᾶς συνέλαβες Υἱὸν· ἀναστήσομαι γὰρ καὶ δοξασθήσομαι καὶ ὑψώσω ἐν δόξῃ ἀπαύστως ὡς Θεὸς τοὺς ἐν πίστει καὶ πόθῳ σὲ μεγαλύνοντας.
Mourn not for me, O Mother, beholding in the tomb the Son whom thou didst conceive in thy womb without seed; for I shall arise and be glorified, and as God I shall exalt in everlasting glory those who magnify thee with faith and fervent longing.
Heirmos of the Ninth Ode for Matins on Holy and Great Saturday
Thanks dear father Justin !
It’s very moving ! Hope hope ελπίδα ..!