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Angels and the human race cannot fully understand * what has taken place in you, Lady, virgin Mother pure.

Aged Symeon the priest, in his arms embraces You, * the Creator of the Law and the Ruler over all.

Blessed Maiden, Virgin pure, the Creator wished to save * Adam and the human race, so He dwelt inside your womb.

Come now all humanity, call the virgin Maiden blessed! * Glorify her faithfully, as the Mother of our God!

Dear believers, come and see Christ our God, the Lord of all, * in the Temple held today in the arms of Symeon.

Earth is made to tremble when You but look upon it, Lord. * How then can a weary, old man contain You in his arms?

For so long had Symeon lived until he saw the Christ. * Then he said to Him, “I pray, let me now depart in peace.”

Gracious Mary, you conceived in your womb the Savior Christ. * Thus you are the mystical tongs that held the burning coal.

Holy, pre-eternal God, willing You became a man. * To the Temple You were brought as a babe of forty days.

In His love for man, the Lord of the universe came down * from the heavens and was met by St. Symeon the priest.