[“This Akathist, also called the “Akathist of Thanksgiving,” was composed by Metropolitan Tryphon (Prince Boris Petrovich Turkestanov) in 1934. A copy was in possession of Protopresbyter Gregory Petrov shortly before his death in a prison camp in 1940. Suggestion: Light a candle in a silent room. Make the Sign of the Cross, and slowly pray the words aloud, take time to reflect on them, and make them your own. Revisit these words this Wednesday as well as next Sunday and Wednesday. Part will be on 7 Sunday September 23.]
How great and how close You are
in the powerful track of the storm!
How mighty Your right arm
in the blinding flash of the lightning!
How awesome Your majesty!
The voice of the Lord fills the fields,
It speaks in the rustling of the trees.
The voice of the Lord is in the thunder and the downpour.
The voice of the Lord is heard above the waters.
Praise be to You in the roar of mountains ablaze.
You shake the earth like a garment;
You pile up to the sky the waves of the sea.
Praise be to You, bringing low the pride of man.
You bring from his heart a cry of penitence: Alleluia!
When the lightning flash has lit up the camp dining hall,
how feeble seems the light from the lamp.
Thus do You, like the lightning,
unexpectedly light up my heart with flashes of intense joy.
After Your blinding light, how drab, how colorless, how illusory all else seems.
Glory to You, the highest peak of men’s dreaming.
Glory to You for our unquenchable thirst for communion with God.
Glory to You, making us dissatisfied with earthly things.
Glory to You, turning on us Your healing rays.
Glory to You, subduing the power of the spirits of darkness and dooming to death every evil.
Glory to You for the signs of Your presence,
for the joy of hearing Your voice and living in Your love.
Glory to You, O God, from age to age.
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[One of the many gifts of the Orthodox as well as Eastern Catholic Churches to the rest of Christianity is their great tradition and collection of akathists. “An akathist (Greek, akathistos) is a hymn dedicated to a saint, holy event, or one of the persons of the Holy Trinity. The word akathist itself means ‘not sitting.'” These hymns are so long they are rarely sung in their entirety any more except in monasteries. For more information and the source of quotations, please visit http://orthodoxwiki.org/Akathist#Other_languages%5D