The wise thief didst Thou make worthy of Paradise, in a single moment, O Lord. By the wood of the Cross, illumine me and save me.
The previous anxiety I felt has melted away, there's more important things going on right now.
Today He who hung the earth upon the waters is hung on a tree.
The King of the angels is decked with a crown of thorns.
He who wraps the heavens in clouds is wrapped in the purple of mockery.
He who freed Adam in the Jordan is slapped in the face.
The Bridegroom of the Church is affixed to the cross with nails.
The Son of the Virgin is pierced by a spear.
We worship Thy passion, O Christ.
We worship Thy passion, O Christ.
We worship Thy passion, O Christ.
Show us also Thy glorious resurrection.
It's not that I'm now "unworried", rather that I'm able to get a better handle on being worried or anxious and direct it toward usefulness.
Крадежник благоразумны, во ѥдиний хвилӥ
раѥ удѣлил ѥси, Господу:
и мнѣ древом крижа просвѣти и спаси ме.
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