Marya Ettakh|ܡܵܪܝܵܐ ܥܹܕܬܵܟ݂|ܡܪܝܐ ܥܕܬܟ

D'basaliqe: 
O Lord, God of my salvation. - Lord, Your Church, redeemed by Your Cross and Your flock,
bought by Your precious Blood, behold, with faith offers to You, the High Priest of justice, a crown of
thanksgiving. You, by Your humiliation exalted her; and she as a glorious bride rejoices and exults in You, O
glorious Bridegroom. But raise the walls of her salvation by the power of truth, and appoint in her priests, that
they may be the messengers of peace for her children.

Remember Your congregation that You purchased long ago. D'surta: As a glorious Bridegroom and as an
adorned Bride. - Lord, Your Church…

Glory... - Christ, God, our King, when You entered Jerusalem, the holy city, to fulfil everything written, the
youth and children, carrying branches, saw You with a luminous eye of faith and wondered at You; and went
out to meet You. They were spreading out garments and cloaks on Your way, and they all were calling out
without intermission the praise of the cherubim, saying: ‘Osana in the heights, blessed are You because You
are full of mercy’. Lord of all, have mercy on us.

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