Syriac: msheeho natareh l’eedtokh
or msheeho natareh l’eedtokh (Abdallah)
On a Sunday Jesus rose in great majesty and might;
having conquered sin and death, he brought sinners back to him
and clothed them with his pure robe of holiness,
out of his great love.
Hosts of heaven, dressed in white, hastened to the tomb at dawn.
They cried out with joy and called people to rejoice.
Let both earth and heaven praise and honor him,
for he has redeemed the world.
On this day we worship him, Jesus Christ, our Lord and God.
He has saved us by his cross and has sealed us with his grace.
He guides us along the way with his pure light
to eternal life.
With the hosts of seraphim, and the ranks of cherubim,
and all of the saints, we join in their hymns of praise.
May the lasting peace of Christ dwell in the world;
may he fill our hearts with love.
Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit, now and for ever. Amen.
Jesus Christ our Lord, on this blessed Sunday make us worthy to praise your resurrection with pure hearts and clear consciences. With all the children of your holy Church, we glorify and thank you, your Father, and your Holy Spirit, now and forever.
Let us raise glory, honor, and praise to the good and merciful Lord, who, in his compassion, came down to us and became flesh. He chose to taste death to save us, and he descended to the realm of the dead. By his resurrection, he gave joy to his disciples and gave light to the nations with the light of his salvation. To the Good One be glory and honor, on this blessed Sunday, and all the days of our lives, and forever. Amen.
O Word of God, who can adequately praise you for the depth of your compassion, and what voice can bless you, for you are above all praise? Neither mind nor tongue can describe the wonders you accomplished on Sunday, the day of your resurrection from the dead. And so, with the Psalmist David, we cry out: "This is the day the Lord has made; let us rejoice in it and be glad."
Now, O Christ our God, we ask you, with the fragrance of this incense which we offer you, to forgive our sins, give peace of mind to those in distress and comfort to those who are anxious. Bring back those who are far and watch over those who are near. Guide the shepherds, sanctify the priests, and purify the deacons. Pardon all sinners and guard the righteous. Protect orphans and help widows. Drive away conflicts and put an end to dissension.
Remember the faithful departed and grant them rest in your heavenly kingdom, that with them we may celebrate that eternal feast. We raise glory to you, to your blessed Father, and to your living Holy Spirit, forever. Amen.
Syriac: hdaow zadeeqeh
On Sunday, the day of prayer,
let us offer sacrifice like Abraham.
We pray to our Lord and God.
May we meet him when he comes in majesty.
Alleluia! We praise the Lord.
On Sunday, the day of light,
let us praise and thank our Savior and our King.
So great was his love for us
that he came to save and set his people free.
Alleluia! We praise the Lord.
On Sunday, when you will come
with the hosts of angels at the end of time
to judge nations of the world,
make us worthy to rejoice with all the saints.
Alleluia! We praise the Lord.
O Lord, accept the sweet fragrance of our incense, and make us worthy to announce your resurrection with the angels, to proclaim it with your women disciples, and to rejoice in it with your pure apostles. We raise glory to you, to your Father, and to your Holy Spirit, forever. Amen.
ܩܰܕܺܝܫܰܬ ܐܰܠܳܗܳܐ. ܩܰܕܺܝܫܰܬ ܚܰܝܶܠܬܳܢܳܐ. ܩܰܕܺܝܫܰܬ ܠܳܐ ܡܳܝܽܘܬܳܐ. ܐܶܬܪܰܚܰܡ ܥܠܰܝܢ.
Qadishat Aloho. Qadishat Hayeltono. Qadishat lo moyuto. EtraHam 3alayn.
You are holy, O God. You are holy, O Strong One. You are holy, O Imortal One. Have mercy on us.
قُدُوسٌ أَنْتَ يا الله، قُدُوسٌ أَنْتَ يا قَوِي، قُدُوسٌ أَنْتَ يا مَنْ لا يَموتْ، إِرْحَمْنا
Holy and immortal Lord, sanctify our minds and purify our consciences, that we may praise you with purity and listen to your Holy Scriptures. To you be glory forever. Amen.
Come in peace, blessèd Sunday!
Come in glory, feast so great!
With the angels of heaven
let us sing and celebrate.
Shout with joy from the mountains:
"Sunday is a feast so great!"
Offer praise to the Lord God,
and with angels celebrate.
Blest be God who exalted
Sunday far above all days.
Let the priests read the Gospel;
let us sing our hymns of praise.
A reading from the Second Letter of Saint Paul to the Corinthians. Your blessing, Father.
Glory to the Lord of Paul and the apostles! May the mercy of God descend upon the reader and the listeners and upon this parish and her children forever. Amen.
Brothers and Sisters:
Are we beginning to commend ourselves again? Surely we do not need, as some do, letters of recommendation to you or from you, do we? You yourselves are our letter, written on our hearts, to be known and read by all; and you show that you are a letter of Christ, prepared by us, written not with ink but with the Spirit of the living God, not on tablets of stone but on tablets of human hearts. Such is the confidence that we have through Christ toward God. Not that we are competent of ourselves to claim anything as coming from us; our competence is from God, who has made us competent to be ministers of a new covenant, not of letter but of spirit; for the letter kills, but the Spirit gives life.
(2 Corinthians 3:1-6)
Praise be to God always!
"This is the day the Lord has made; let us rejoice in it and be glad."
Before the proclamation of the Gospel of our Savior, announcing life for our souls, we offer this incense and ask for your mercy, O Lord.
Peace be with you.
And with your spirit.
From the Gospel of our Lord Jesus Christ according to Saint Luke, who proclaimed life to the world.
Let us listen to the proclalation of life and salvation for our souls.
Remain silent, O listeners, for the Holy Gospel is about to be proclaimed to you.
Listen and give glory and thanks to the Word of the living God.
The Evangelist wrote:
After this the Lord appointed seventy others and sent them on ahead of him in pairs to every town and place where he himself intended to go. He said to them, "The harvest is plentiful, but the laborers are few; therefore ask the Lord of the harvest to send out laborers into his harvest. Go on your way. See, I am sending you out like lambs into the midst of wolves. Carry no purse, no bag, no sandals; and greet no one on the road. Whatever house you enter, first say, ‘Peace to this house!’ And if anyone is there who shares in peace, your peace will rest on that person; but if not, it will return to you. Remain in the same house, eating and drinking whatever they provide, for the laborer deserves to be paid. Do not move about from house to house.
This is the truth! Peace be with you!
Praise and blessings to Jesus Christ, our Lord and God, for giving us his words of life.