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Tuesday, December 9, 2025

Poem: From The Winter Pascha by Thomas Hopko

 O Adam and Eve, lay aside your sorrow.

Behold a barren womb today 

wondrously bears fruit:

The mother of our Joy!

 

O father Abraham and all the patriarchs,

Rejoice greatly, seeing your seed blossom:

The mother of our God!

 

Rejoice, O Anna! Joachim, rejoice!

Today in wondrous manner you bear to the world

The fruit of grace and salvation!

 

O choir of prophets, rejoice exceedingly!

For behold, today Anna bears the holy fruit

You foretold to us.

 

Rejoice, all nations!

The barren Anna conceives the fruit of her womb;

By persevering in hope, she bears our life!

Rejoice, O ends of the earth!

Behold the barren mother conceives her 

Whom without human seed will bear the creator of all!

 

Today a royal robe of purple and fine linen

Is woven from the loins of David.

The mystical flower of Jesse is blossoming

From which comes Christ our God, 

the savior of our souls.

 

Source: An Advent Sourcebook, Liturgical Training Publications, edited by Thomas J. O’Gorman, 1988; pp. 50-51.

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