Who can worthily bless you, most holy Virgin? What lips are capable of hymning your majesty which surpasses all conceiving? Most glorious are all the mysteries fulfilled in you, O Theotokos, loftier than thought and word. The cherubim marveled and the seraphim were struck with awe at the beauty of your virginity and your most radiant purity, for neither human nor angelic tongue can tell the miracle of the childbirth without corruption. For from you the Ageless and Only-begotten Son of God, God the Word, inexpressibly took flesh, was born and lived among men, and you, as His Mother, has He greatly magnified, revealing you as the Queen of all creation and for us the refuge of salvation. Therefore, all who flee under your protection, being assailed by various sorrows and afflictions, receive from you consolation and healing in abundance and by you are saved from dangers. For you are truly the Mother of all who sorrow and are heavy laden, the joy of the grieving, the healer of the sick, the preserver of youths, the staff of old age, the glory of the righteous, the sinners’ hope of salvation and guide to repentance, for you always help all with your protection and intercede for all who flee to you with faith and love, O good one. Help also me, who am in despair over my deeds, O fervent Intercessor for the Christian race: Intercede for me, that I not perish until the end in sins, for I have no other refuge and protection, but you, the Lady of my life: do not abandon me, do not despise me, but by your judgments that you yourself know, save me, for blessed are you forever and ever. Amen.