Τὸν νυμφῶνά σου βλέπω,
Σωτήρ μου κεκοσμημένον,
καὶ ἔνδυμα οὐκ ἔχω,
ἵνα εἰσέλθω ἐν αὐτῷ,
λάμπρυνόν μου τὴν στολὴν τῆς ψυχῆς,
Φωτοδότα, καὶ σῶσόν με.
I see your Bridal Chamber adorned, O my Saviour,
and I have no wedding garment
that I may enter therein;
make radiant the vesture of my soul,
O Giver of Light,
and save me.
Τὸν νυμφῶνά σου βλέπω,
Σωτήρ μου κεκοσμημένον,
καὶ ἔνδυμα οὐκ ἔχω,
ἵνα εἰσέλθω ἐν αὐτῷ,
λάμπρυνόν μου τὴν στολὴν τῆς ψυχῆς,
Φωτοδότα, καὶ σῶσόν με.
I just read this very prayer last night in the service book text for Holy Monday, and thought how fitting it was. Thank you.
After looking for a while, I found this YouTube video with a version of the tune which isn’t so elaborated that you can’t even recognize it anymore. It’s quite haunting. (The music, not the video.)
Thanks, Kevin. Yes, the mood of the music blends so well with the message of the prayer.
The Bridegroom Services are to me the most wondrous of services; thank you for the reminder of the hymn we chanted and for the beautiful, and haunting as you wrote, music.
A blessed Holy Week and Pascha to you Kevin.