0 Theotokos, thou art my hope, thou art a wall
and haven of good hope and a refuge of salvation for me who am exhausted by the
presence of passions! Save me from all mine enemies that persecute my soul and
hunt for it with various temptations; for on the way wherein I walk they have
hidden many snares for me, many scandals, many hardships, many deceptions, and
many afflictions of soul and body, ensnare me into sinful falls and I, the wretched
one, have already fallen into the traps of the enemy and am bound and held by
them; and what shall I do, I the despairing one? I know not! For if I seek to
repent, I am held by lack of feelings and hardness of heart and a single tear!
Alas for my cursed state! Alas for my deprivation! Alas for my poverty! To whom
then, can I turn, I the guilty one? Only to thee, the compassionate Mother of
our Lord and Savior, the hope of the hopeless, the wall and protection of them
that flee unto thee! Turn not away from me who am filthy: I have thee as the
only consolation in my life, 0 Virgin Mary Theotokos, and to thee alone in
every need do I flee with boldness; do not abandon me, then, in this life and
at the hour of my death come thou to mine aid, 0 my helper, that all mine
enemies may behold thee and be put to shame, being conquered by thee, 0
Mistress, Mediatress of my salvation. Amen.
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