Псалтирь - Тропари по кафисме 9 - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

According to the 9th kafisma,

Trisvyatny. And by our Father:

The same troparia, voice 6

I think the day terrible and cry the acts of my crafty, what I will answer the immortal king or with which boldness I will look at the judgment, the prodigal alphabet of the well -actual father, the saint of the saint, have mercy on me.

Glory: In the newspaper, in the place, on the spot, he bequeathed, even if the Syadeshi, gracious, create a righteous court, do not expose my secret, below the shares of Menea before the angels, but mercy on my god, and have mercy on me.

And now: the hope and cover of the sovereign for you, the Mother of God, the good representation of the world, the moths with the non -embarrahs diligently, he also gave birth to a human love of God, get rid of our souls from all transformation, one is blessed.

Lord, have mercy (40)