Strochnoy Polyphony in Graz - Sunday Tropes of All night Vigil

The tenth volume of my Anthology of Strochnoy & Demestvenny polyphony The first performance - with Ihor Kolomiiets and Michael Vandalovsky BLESSED ART THOU O LORD; teach me thy statutes. The angelic host was filled with awe when it saw thee among the dead. By destroying the power of death, O Saviour, thou didst raise Adam and save all men from hell. Blessed art thou … ‘Why do you mingle myrrh with your tears of compassion, O ye women disciples?’ cried the radiant angel in the tomb to the myrrh-bearers. ‘Behold the tomb and understand: the Saviour is risen from the dead.’ Blessed art thou … Very early in the morning the myrrh-bearers ran with sorrow to thy tomb, but an angel came to them and said: ‘The time for sorrow has come to an end. Do not weep, but announce the resurrection to the apostles.’ Blessed art thou … The myrrh-bearers were sorrowful as they neared the tomb but the angel said to them: ‘Why do you number the living amongst the dead? Since he is God, He is risen from the tomb.’ Glory to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit. We worship the Father, and his Son, and the Holy Spirit. The Holy Trinity, one in essence. We cry with the seraphim: ‘Holy, holy, holy art thou, O Lord.’ Both now and ever and unto ages of ages. Amen. Since thou didst give birth to the Giver of Life, O Virgin, thou didst deliver Adam from his sin. Thou gavest joy to Eve instead of sadness. The God-man who was born of thee has restored to life those who had fallen from it. Alleluia. Glory to thee, O God.