Акафист Пресвятой Троице - Икос 1 - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The archangels and angels, the beginning and the authorities, thrones and dominance, is up to the very throne of your glory, do not dominate your greatness of your perfection: the multi-facing of Kheruvimi and six-Crilance Serafimi, their own closing faces, with trepidation and love, appeal to each other: Holy, Holy, Holy Holy, Holy Lord Savaof! We are likely, as well as the ashes and ashes of the Esma, more likely to love silence: but, not only generously, in the creation and redeeming of us outlined, unlucky and ungrateful, imitatively mountain glorification, with faith and love we will appeal: holy, holy, holy Thwon our God, unused perfection of the height and the unknown mystery of Puchino! Holy God, our God, everywhere and fulfill everything, the one and Tomzhd yesterday, forever and forever! Holy, God, our God, all the Mogy, blasphemy not existing as things, lower even to hell and let packs! Holy God, our God, test the hearts and wombs of man, find the stars and blame them with all them! Holy, God, our God, is also true to be true and all fates are justified and lustful! Holy God, our God, giving the sins of the fathers to the child, dear and reward the birth of childbirth! Holy, holy, holy, God, our God, have mercy, the fallen creation of yours, the name for your holy!