I see Thy bridal chamber adorned, O my Savior; and I have no wedding garment, that I may enter there. Make the robe of my soul to shine, O Giver of Light, and save me.

Ἠχος γʹ
Τὸν νυμφῶνά σου βλέπω, Σωτήρ μου κεκοσμημένον, καὶ ἔνδυμα οὐκ ἔχω, ἵνα εἰσέλθῳ ἐν αὐτῷ· λάμπρυνόν μου τὴν στολὴν τῆς ψυχῆς, Φωτοδότα, καὶ σῶσόν με.

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