Τρίτη, 28 Απριλίου 2015
ΕΥΧΕΣ ΤΗΣ ΘΕΙΑΣ ΜΕΤΑΛΗΨΕΩΣ- Prayers Before Receiving Communion
(Prayer of St. John Chrysostom)
O Lord my God, I know that I am not worthy or sufficient that Thou shouldest come
under the roof of the house of my soul, for all is desolate and fallen, and Thou hast not
with me a place fit to lay Thy head. But as from the highest heaven Thou didst humble
Thyself for our sake, so now conform Thyself to my humility. And as Thou didst consent
to lie in a cave and in a manger of dumb beasts, so also consent to lie in the manger of
my unspiritual soul and to enter my defiled body. And as Thou didst not disdain to enter
and dine with sinners in the house of Simon the Leper, so consent also to enter the
house of my humble soul which is leprous and sinful. And as Thou didst not reject the
woman, who was a harlot and a sinner like me, when she approached and touched
Thee, so also be compassionate with me, a sinner, as I approach and touch Thee, and
let the live coal of Thy most holy Body and precious Blood be for the sanctification and
enlightenment and strengthening of my humble soul and body, for a relief from the
burden of my many sins, for a protection from all diabolical practices, for a restraint and
a check on my evil and wicked way of life, for the mortification of passions, for the
keeping of Thy commandments, for an increase of Thy divine grace, and for the
advancement of Thy Kingdom. For it is not insolently that I draw near to Thee, O Christ
my God, but as taking courage from Thy unspeakable goodness, and that I may not by
long abstaining from Thy communion become a prey to the spiritual wolf. Therefore, I
pray Thee, O Lord, Who alone art holy, sanctify my soul and body, my mind and heart,
my emotions and affections, and wholly renew me. Root the fear of Thee in my
members, and make Thy sanctification indelible in me. Be also my helper and defender,
guide my life in peace, and make me worthy to stand on Thy right hand with Thy Saints:
through the prayers and intercessions of Thy immaculate Mother, of Thy ministering
Angels, of the immaculate Powers and of all the Saints who have ever been pleasing to
Prayer of St. Basil the Great
I know, O Lord, that I partake of Thy immaculate Body and precious Blood unworthily,
and that I am guilty, and eat and drink judgment to myself by not discerning the Body
and Blood of Thee my Christ and God. But taking courage from Thy compassion I
approach Thee, for Thou hast said: "He who eats My Flesh and drinks My Blood abides
in Me and I in him." Therefore have compassion, O Lord, and do not make an example
of me, a sinner, but deal with me according to Thy mercy; and let these Holy Things be
for my healing and purification and enlightenment and protection and salvation and
sanctification of body and soul, for the turning away of every phantasy and all evil
practice and diabolical activity working subconsciously in my members, for confidence
and love towards Thee, for reformation of life and security, for an increase of virtue and
perfection, for fulfillment of the commandments, for communion with the Holy Spirit, as a
provision for eternal life, and as an acceptable defense at Thy dread Tribunal, not for
judgment or for condemnation.
Prayer of St. Symeon the New Theologian
From sullied lips,
From an abominable heart,
From an unclean tongue,
Out of a polluted soul,
Receive my prayer, O my Christ.
Reject me not,
Nor my words, nor my ways,
Nor even my shamelessness,
But give me courage to say
What I desire, my Christ.
And even more, teach me
What to do and say.
I have sinned more than the harlot
Who, on learning where Thou wast lodging,
And dared to come and anoint
Thy feet, my Christ,
My Lord and my God.
As Thou didst not repulse her
When she drew near from her heart,
Neither, O Word, abominate me,
But grant me Thy feet
To clasp and kiss,
And with a flood of tears
As with most precious myrrh
Dare to anoint them.
Wash me with my tears
And purify me with them, O Word.
Forgive my sins
And grant me pardon.
Thou knowest the multitude of my evil-doings,
Thou knowest also my wounds,
And Thou seest my bruises.
But also Thou knowest my faith,
And Thou beholdest my willingness,
And Thou hearest my sighs.
Nothing escapes Thee, my God,
My Maker, my Redeemer,
Not even a tear-drop,
Nor part of a drop.
Thine eyes know
What I have not achieved,
And in Thy book
Things not yet done
Are written by Thee.
See my depression,
See how great is my trouble,
And all my sins
Take from me, O God of all,
That with a clean heart,
And contrite spirit
I may partake of Thy pure
And all-holy Mysteries
By which all who eat and drink Thee
With sincerity of heart
Are quickened and deified.
For Thou, my Lord, hast said:
"Whoever eats My Flesh
And drinks My Blood
Abides in Me
And I in Him."
Wholly true is the word
Of my Lord and God.
For whoever partakes of Thy divine
And deifying Gifts
Certainly is not alone,
But is with Thee, my Christ,
Light of the Triune Sun
Which illumines the world.
And that I may not remain alone
Without Thee, the Giver of Life,
My Breath, my Life,
The Salvation of the world,
Therefore I have drawn near to Thee
As Thou seest, with tears
And with a contrite spirit.
Ransom of my offences,
I beseech Thee to receive me,
And that I may partake without condemnation
Of Thy life-giving and perfect Mysteries,
That Thou mayest remain as Thou hast said
With me, thrice-wretched as I am,
Lest the tempter may find me
Without Thy grace
And craftily seize me,
And having deceived me, may seduce me,
From Thy deifying words.
Therefore I fall at Thy feet
And fervently cry to Thee:
As Thou receivedst the Prodigal
And the Harlot who drew near to Thee,
So have compassion and receive me,
The profligate and the prodigal,
As with contrite spirit
I now draw near to Thee.
I know, O Saviour, that no other
Has sinned against Thee as I,
Nor has done the deeds
That I have committed.
But this again I know
That not the greatness of my offences
Nor the multitude of my sins
Surpasses the great patience
Of my God,
And His extreme love for men.
But with the oil of compassion
Those who fervently repent
Thou dost purify and enlighten
And makest them children of the light,
Sharers of Thy Divine Nature.
And Thou dost act most generously,
For what is strange to Angels
And to the minds of men
Often Thou tellest to them
As to Thy true friends.
These things make me bold, my Christ,
These things give me wings,
And I take courage from the wealth
Of Thy goodness to us.
And rejoicing and trembling at once,
I who am straw partake of fire,
And, strange wonder!
I am ineffably bedewed,
Like the bush of old
Which burnt without being consumed.
Therefore with thankful mind,
And with thankful heart,
And with thankfulness in all the members
Of my soul and body,
I worship and magnify
And glorify Thee, my God,
For Thou art blessed,
Now and throughout the ages.