Хор Московского Сретенского монастыря - Песнопения Великой Пятницы - Антифон 10-й - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Lights with light, like a risa, a naga at the trial, and in Lanita, the stress is pleasant at hand, they are also created: the lawlessness of the people on the cross of the member of the Lord Glory: then the church curtain is annoyed, the sun is more freely, the mature of God is annoyed, he also trembled by all. We will bow to him.

The disciple of the outcast, the robber of the cry: Remember me, Lord, in your kingdom.

Glory, Mother of God: Demen the world, from the Virgin, Lord, the flesh of the flesh of the slaves, and according to you, we are glorified, human love.

And now, the same.