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Stichera of Apocreos

Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: BHHEC #84 (1902) Meter: 7.7.7.7.7 First Line: When the trumpet's sound shall wake Lyrics: When the trumpet's sound shall wake All the tenants of the tomb, Men with terror then shall quake, But the righteous hopeful rise To secure the promised prize. Severed from the just that day, Sinners crying in their woe Pass to chastisement for aye, Trembling 'neath the awful rod, Of the stern decree of God. Lord of glory, by Thy grace Come in pity to our aid; Make us worthy of a place With the just who dwell with Thee In Thy bliss, eternally. Languages: English

Stichera of Apocreos

Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: BHHEC #85 (1902) Meter: 7.7.7.7.7 First Line: Surely comes the dreadful day Lyrics: Surely comes the dreadful day When before the judgment bar Men shall stand in vast array, And the books of God reveal Deeds of life that men conceal. At the gnashing and the tears, Every heart shall melt with grief, While the sinner filled with fears By the doom of judgment goes To a life of endless woes. Wherefore we entreat thee, Lord,-- Thou Who art exceeding good,-- Spare us, who with one accord, Hymn the grace divinely broad Of our ever-pitying God. Languages: English

From the ΚΥΡΙΑΚΗ ΤΗΣ ΤΥΡΙΝΗΖ: Ode I

Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: BHHEC #86 (1902) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Mourn, O my soul, thy primal sin Lyrics: Mourn, O my soul, thy primal sin, As memory brings the past to mind, When, robbed of innocence, the joys Of Paradise were left behind. For of Thy lovingkindness great, Thou, who didst earth and all things frame, Mad'st from the clay Thy creature man, With angels to adore Thy name. And through the riches of Thy grace, O Lord and Maker, Thou didst plant Fair paradise where I might share Its richest fruits nor suffer want. Ah! woe is me, my wretched soul, God gave its fadeless fruits to thee; Why didst thou then His law transgress, And eat from that forbidden tree? Languages: English

From the ΚΥΡΙΑΚΗ ΤΗΣ ΤΥΡΙΝΗΖ: Ode VII

Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: BHHEC #88 (1902) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 First Line: Eternal Ruler, Thou didst will Lyrics: Eternal Ruler, Thou didst will To give me form and grace divine; But lured to sin by serpent skill, I have provoked that wrath of Thine. In anger cast me not away, But call me back, O God, I pray. Ah! woe is me, a robe of shame Hides what my stole of light adorned; Hear me, I call upon Thy name, My Saviour, let me not be scorned; In anger cast me not away, But call me back, O God, I pray. O, I was wounded in the soul, And exiled from the joys I knew; My Saviour, Thou canst make me whole, And Thou art pitiful and true. In anger cast me not away, But call me back, O God, I pray, Languages: English

Sticheron from the ΚΥΡΙΑΚΗ ΤΗΣ ΤΥΡΙΝΗΣ

Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: BHHEC #90 (1902) Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 First Line: Ah! woe is me because of sin Lyrics: Ah! woe is me because of sin, I tremble as I look within And view my guilty state; But like Thy servant in Thy word, I cry, "Have mercy on me, Lord," Because Thy mercy's great. Languages: English

Troparia (from the Canon of the Resurrection): Ode IV

Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: BHHEC #91 (1902) Meter: 7.6.7.6.8.8.8.8 First Line: What Saviour comes from Edom Lyrics: What Saviour comes from Edom, With garments dyed in red? Who is it wears the thorn crown Upon His wounded head? Who is it dies to set us free? The Holy One of Israel He. Glory we give with one accord To Thy blest Resurrection, Lord. O people disobedient, With shame your Saviour see; For, He you called to judgment, And nailed upon the tree, Hath burst the bands that would enslave, And risen a victor from the grave. Glory we give with one accord, To Thy blest Resurrection, Lord. Languages: English

Troparia (from the Canon of the Resurrection): Ode VII

Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: BHHEC #92 (1902) Meter: 7.8.7.8.8.8 First Line: Then the earth in terror shook Lyrics: Then the earth in terror shook, And the sun grew dark in wonder; Then the Temple veil was torn, And the rocks were rent asunder;-- For the Just One, God most glorious, Died upon the Cross victorious. O Most High, Whom heaven adores, Thou wast born to us in weakness, Bore the scourging and the wounds, Died upon the Cross in meekness;-- Now o'er death we rise victorious, By the power of God most glorious. Languages: English

Troparia (from the Canon of the Resurrection): Ode VII

Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: BHHEC #93 (1902) Meter: 7.8.7.8 First Line: Word of God, Who by Thy will Lyrics: Word of God, Who by Thy will Madest all things as we see them; By Thy glorious Passion, Thou, From the shade of death didst free them. We would join the glad refrain, Ceaseless sung by all creation, To the praise of Him whose works Wake our souls to adoration. Shattered now the bars of death, Hades' gates are burst asunder, For the Word of life arose While creation gazed in wonder. To Thy Name eternal praise Every heart and voice engages; All Thy works exalt Thy Name, Through the endless course of ages. Languages: English

Stichera (Sung after the Canon for Easter Day)

Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: BHHEC #95 (1902) Meter: 10.10.10.8 First Line: Thy glorious rising on the first of days Lyrics: Thy glorious rising on the first of days, We come adoring, and with grateful praise Thy saving Passion sing in joyful lays;-- With trumpet sound His praise advance. O Christ Who, on the Cross in dark dismay Didst vanquish death and cast his bands away,-- Almighty, in our life give peace, we pray; Praise Him with cymbals in the dance. Thou Christ Who, from the depths of hades brought The life to mortal man his spirit sought; May we with pure heart hymn Thee as we ought;-- With trumpet sound His praise advance. We praise Thee that in condescension Thou, Of Virgin born, to man's estate didst bow, One with th' Eternal Father then as now;-- Praise Him with cymbals in the dance. He, on the Cross Who freely bare our woes, And from the grave a glorious Victor rose, Now on the world His saving grace bestows;-- With trumpet sound His praise advance, Praise Him with cymbals in the dance. Languages: English

Sticheron of the Resurrection

Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: BHHEC #97 (1902) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D First Line: The day of resurrection! Lyrics: The Day of Resurrection! Let gladness light each face; And in our solemn concourse give To each a kind embrace; For Christ the Lord hath risen, And death by death is slain; The silent dwellers in the tomb Are called to life again. To those who love or hate us, "Our brethren," let us say; Be all with joy forgiven, This Resurrection Day. For Christ the Lord hath risen, And death by death is slain, The silent dwellers in the tomb Are called to life again. Languages: English