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Christ, the Savior of the world; Take, eat; this is my body, which is broken for you for the remission of sins.

Rich is the all-virtuous table of the virgin, O beloved, the holy Virgin and mother of Christ has bestowed on the inhabited world foods of all kinds for enjoyment, she who bore Christ, the shining lamp that gleams in heaven and on earth; to whom the prophet Zechariah [says]; Behold, a golden lampstand and the lamp upon it. Therefore also David cries out this melodious song: Your word is a lamp to my feet, and a light to my paths. O virginal lampstand, driving away the darkness and illuminating with light. O virginal lampstand, that brought forth fire and oil inseparable for illumination. O virginal lampstand, receiving a three-lighted, one unquenchable fire, consubstantial from the most high throne, and shining forth for the illumination of the inhabited world. O virginal lampstand, concerning whom God says through the Prophet: There I will make a horn to spring forth for David, I have prepared a lamp for my Christ. The royal crown, having the precious pearl-like stone, Christ; the royal purple, that clothed the king of heaven and earth with the universal purple-like garment of the body; the undefiled faith of Christians; the incomprehensible book, that read aloud to the world the Word and the Son of the Father. The blessed among women, who bore the Word made flesh from you, the Word, the Son of the Father, the Word, the pre-eternal God, the Word without beginning, and eternal, the Word worshipped with the Father and the Holy Spirit, the Word enthroned with the Father, the Word who sits upon the cherubim, the Word, whom the four living creatures glorify, the Word who created the angels, the Word who made principalities and powers to be, the Word who stretched out the heavens, and established the earth, the Word, the true God Jesus Christ our Lord, whom you bore, all-holy Virgin, and after childbirth again a virgin, she who bore the pearl, and wove the royal crown. O blessed Virgin, who brought forth the heavenly glory, who from the many flowers of paradise filled the world with fragrance. The Virgin is an undefiled lily, having given birth to Christ, the unfading rose, the vine of truth, she who is fruitful and unharvested in her virginity, she who was not tilled, and yet bore a cluster of grapes, she who brought forth Christ, the ripe cluster. How then did you bring forth, persuade us, all-holy Virgin; how were you seen on earth as mother of God, having received the pre-eternal Word. I, the virgin who conceived, am incorruptible, I have become an undefiled temple of the Word of God who dwelt in me, I who have known no marriage.

43.497 Bearing Emmanuel in an incorruptible womb, into an undefiled belly, being likened to a cherubic throne; in which the Word of the Father became flesh, the one without beginning and invisible; visible according to the economy, the God who became man; having known no experience of man, I gave birth to the pre-eternal God, Jesus Christ. For I am a virgin even now after the birth, purer than before. Without travail I gave birth, not as every woman; for the things between me and them are dissimilar. The nature of men has not known my childbirth, except only the God who dwelt in me. O Virgin, awesome treasure of the Church, the great mystery that has occurred, calls the virgin both priest and altar; who, serving as a table, gave Christ the heavenly bread to us for the remission of sins. O undefiled womb, having the circle of heaven, and bearing God the uncontainable, but in you contained. O womb broader than heaven, that did not constrain the God within you. O womb, a seven-circled heaven, and being greater than them. O womb, higher and broader than the seven heavens. O womb, the eighth heaven, higher than the firmaments O womb, having the unquenchable light of seven-fold grace. What shall I say, or what shall I speak concerning the august and holy Virgin? Desire draws me to speak concerning the Theotokos, and fear possesses me to be silent, not worthily

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Σωτὴρ τοῦ κόσμου Χριστός· Λάβετε, φάγετε· τοῦτό μου ἐστὶ τὸ σῶμα, τὸ ὑπὲρ ὑμῶν κλώμενον εἰς ἄφεσιν ἁμαρτιῶν.

Πλουσία τῆς παρθενικῆς ἡ πανάρετος τράπεζα, ὦ ἀγαπητοὶ, παντοίων καλῶν βρωμάτων πρὸς ἀπόλαυσιν τῇ οἰκουμένῃ ἐδωρήσατο ἡ ὁσία Παρθένος καὶ μήτηρ τοῦ Χριστοῦ, ἡ τὸν φωτεινὸν λύχνον τὸν ἐκλάμποντα ἐν οὐρανῷ καὶ ἐπὶ γῆς βαστάσασα Χριστόν· πρὸς ἣν ὁ προφήτης Ζαχαρίας· Ἰδοὺ λυχνία χρυσῆ καὶ τὸ λαμπάδιον ἐπάνω αὐτῆς. Τοιγαροῦν καὶ ὁ ∆αβὶδ τὸ μελῳδικὸν ᾆσμα τοῦτο βοᾷ· Λύχνος τοῖς ποσί μου ὁ λόγος σου, καὶ φῶς τοῖς τρίβοις μου. Ὦ λυχνία παρθενικὴ, ἡ τὸ σκότος ἀπελαύνουσα καὶ τὸ φῶς καταυγάζουσα. Ὦ λυχνία παρθενικὴ, ἡ τὸ πῦρ καὶ τὸ ἔλαιον ἀχώριστον πρὸς φωτισμὸν ἐνέγκασα. Ὦ λυχνία παρθενικὴ, τρίφωτον ἓν πῦρ ἄσβεστον, ὁμοούσιον ἀφ' ὑψηλοτάτου θρόνου λαβοῦσα, καὶ πρὸς φωτισμὸν τῆς οἰκουμένης ἐκλάμψασα. Ὦ λυχνία παρθενικὴ, περὶ ἧς διὰ τοῦ Προφήτου λέγει ὁ Θεός· Ἐκεῖ ἐξανατελῶ κέρας τῷ ∆αβὶδ, ἡτοίμασα λύχνον τῷ Χριστῷ μου. Ὁ βασιλικὸς στέφανος, τὸν μαργαριτοειδῆ πολύτιμον ἔχουσα λίθον Χριστόν· ἡ βασιλικὴ πορφύρα, τὸν οὐρανοῦ καὶ γῆς ἐνδύσασα βασιλέα τὸ οἰκουμενικὸν τοῦ σώματος πορφυροειδὲς ἔνδυμα· ἡ ἀκηλίδωτος τῶν Χριστιανῶν πίστις· ἡ ἀκατάληπτος βίβλος, ἡ τὸν Λόγον καὶ τὸν Υἱὸν τοῦ Πατρὸς τῷ κόσμῳ παραναγνώσασα. Ἡ μακαρία ἐν γυναιξὶν, ἡ τὸν Λόγον ἐκ σοῦ σαρκωθέντα τεκοῦσα, Λόγον τὸν τοῦ Πατρὸς Υἱὸν, Λόγον τὸν προαιώνιον Θεὸν, Λόγον ἄναρχον, καὶ ἀΐδιον, Λόγον τὸν σὺν Πατρὶ καὶ ἁγίῳ Πνεύματι προσκυνούμενον, Λόγον τὸν σύνθρονον τοῦ Πατρὸς, Λόγον τὸν ἐπὶ τῶν χερουβεὶμ καθήμενον, Λόγον, ὃν τὰ τετράμορφα ζῶα δοξολογοῦσι, Λόγον τὸν τοὺς ἀγγέλους κτίσαντα, Λόγον τὸν ἀρχὰς καὶ ἐξουσίας εἶναι ποιήσαντα, Λόγον τὸν οὐρανοὺς ἐκτείναντα, καὶ τὴν γῆν ἑδράσαντα, Λόγον τὸν ἀληθινὸν Θεὸν Ἰησοῦν Χριστὸν τὸν Κύριον ἡμῶν, ὃν ἔτεκες, παναγία Παρθένε, καὶ μετὰ τόκον πάλιν παρθένος, ἡ τὸν μαργαρίτην τεκοῦσα, καὶ τὸν βασιλικὸν στέφανον πλέξασα. Ὦ μακαρία Παρθένε, ἡ τὴν οὐράνιον δόξαν βλαστήσασα, ἡ ἀπὸ πολλῶν ἀνθῶν τοῦ παραδείσου τὸν κόσμον εὐωδίᾳ πληρώσασα. Κρίνον ἄσπιλον ὑπάρχει ἡ Παρθένος, τὸ ἀμάραντον ῥόδον γεννήσασα Χριστὸν, ἡ ἄμπελος τῆς ἀληθείας, ἡ πολύφορος καὶ ἀτρύγητος τῇ παρθενίᾳ, ἡ μὴ σκαφεῖσα, καὶ βοτρυοφορήσασα, ἡ τὸν πέπειρον βότρυν βλαστήσασα Χριστόν. Πῶς οὖν ἐβλάστησας, πεῖσον ἡμᾶς, παναγία Παρθένε· πῶς μήτηρ Θεοῦ ὤφθης ἐπὶ γῆς, Λόγον προαιώνιον δεξαμένη. Ἡ κοιλιοφορήσασα παρθένος ἐγὼ ἄφθαρτος, ναὸς ἀμόλυντος γέγονα τοῦ ἐνοικήσαντος ἐν ἐμοὶ Λόγου Θεοῦ ἀπειρογάμου.

43.497 Τὸν Ἐμμανουὴλ ἐν ἀφθάρτῳ κοιλίᾳ φέρουσα, εἰς γαστέρα ἀμόλυντον, ἀφομοιουμένη θρόνῳ χερουβικῷ· εἰς ἣν ὁ Λόγος τοῦ Πατρὸς σὰρξ ἐγένετο, ὁ ἄναρχος καὶ ἀόρατος· ὁρατὸς οἰκονομικῶς, ὁ ἐνανθρωπήσας Θεός· πεῖραν οὐκ ἐγνωκυῖα ἀνδρὸς, τὸν προαιώνιον Θεὸν Ἰησοῦν Χριστὸν ἔτεκον. Παρθένος γὰρ καὶ νῦν ὑπάρχω μετὰ τὸν τόκον, καθαρωτέρα τοῦ πρώην. Ἀπόνως ἔτεκον, οὐχ ὡς πᾶσα γυνή· ἀνόμοια γὰρ ἐμοῦ κἀκείνων τὰ μεταξὺ πράγματα. Οὐκ ἔγνω φύσις ἀνθρώπων τὸν τόκον μου, εἰ μὴ μόνος ὁ ἐν ἐμοὶ οἰκήσας Θεός. Ὦ Παρθένε, φρικτὸν τῆς Ἐκκλησίας κειμήλιον, τὸ μέγα τυχὸν μυστήριον, ἱερέα καλεῖ τὴν παρθένον ὁμοῦ τε καὶ θυσιαστήριον· ἥτις τραπεζοφοροῦσα τὸν οὐράνιον ἄρτον Χριστὸν ἔδωκεν ἡμῶν εἰς ἄφεσιν ἁμαρτιῶν. Ὢ γαστὴρ ἀμόλυντος οὐρανὸν κύκλον ἔχουσα, καὶ Θεὸν ἀχώρητον, ἐν σοὶ δὲ χωρητὸν βαστάσασα. Ὢ γαστὴρ οὐρανοῦ πλατυτέρα, Θεὸν τὸν ἐν σοὶ μὴ στενοχωρήσασα. Ὢ γαστὴρ ἑπτάκυκλος οὐρανὸς, καὶ μειζοτέρως αὐτῶν τυγχάνουσα. Ὢ γαστὴρ ἑπτὰ οὐρανῶν ὑψηλοτέρα καὶ πλατυτέρα. Ὢ γαστὴρ ὁ ὄγδοος οὐρανὸς στερεωμάτων ἀνωτέρα Ὢ γαστὴρ ἑπταφώτου χάριτος τὸ ἄσβεστον ἔχουσα φῶς. Τί εἴπω, ἢ τί λαλήσω περὶ τῆς σεμνῆς καὶ ἁγίας Παρθένου; Ὁ πόθος ἕλκει με λέγειν περὶ τῆς Θεοτόκου, καὶ φόβος κατέχει με τοῦ σιωπᾷν, οὐκ ἀξίως