Akathist: “Glory to God for all Things”
by Russian Orthodox Metropolitan Tryphon (+1934)
See Ode 9
No one can put together what has crumbled into dust,
but You can restore a conscience turned to ashes;
You can restore to its former beauty a soul lost and without hope.
With You, there is nothing that cannot be redeemed.
You are Love;
You are Creator and Redeemer.
We praise You, singing: Alleluia!
Remember, my God, the fall of Lucifer, full of pride;
keep me safe with the power of Your grace.
Save me from falling away from You;
save me from doubt.
Incline my heart to call upon You, present in everything.
Glory to You for every happening, every condition Your Providence has put me in.
Glory to You for what you speak to me in my heart.
Glory to You for what you reveal to me, asleep or awake.
Glory to You for scattering our vain imaginations.
Glory to You for raising us from the slough of our passions through suffering.
Glory to You for curing our pride of heart by humiliation.
Glory to You, O God, from age to age.
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