Syriac Melody: | ܪܰܡܰܪܶܡܰܝܢܝ |
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At night, on a high mountain, our Lord revealed Himself to His disciples; His face shined like the sun, for He is the true light. | ܒܠܺܠܝܳܐ ܥܰܠ ܛܘܽܪܳܐ ܪܳܡܳܐ ܆ ܐܶܬܓܠܺܝ ܡܳܪܰܢ ܠܬܰܠܡܺܝ̈ܕܘܗ̱ܝ ܆ ܢܗܰܪ ܦܰܪܨܘܽܦܶܗ ܐܰܝܟ ܫܶܡܫܳܐ ܆ ܕܗܘܽܝܘܽ ܢܘܽܗܪܳܐ ܫܰܪܺܝܪܳܐ ܀ |
From mountaintops, Let us proclaim: “At night, on a high mountain;” let us glorify the Lord: “His face shined like the sun.” | ܡܶܢ ܪ̈ܺܝܫܰܝ ܛܘܽܪ̈ܶܐ ܢܶܩܥܘܽܢ ܆ ܒܠܺܠܝܳܐ ܥܰܠ ܛܘܽܪܳܐ ܪܳܡܳܐ ܆ ܘܢܶܬܠܘܽܢ ܬܶܫܒܘܽܚܬܳܐ ܠܡܳܪܝܳܐ ܆ ܢܗܰܪ ܦܰܪܨܘܽܦܶܗ ܐܰܝܟ ܫܶܡܫܳܐ ܀ |
The hidden face of our Lord Jesus Christ, which shined on the mountain, brought forth love, light, and peace to our minds today. | ܦܰܪܨܘܽܦܶܗ ܕܡܳܪܰܢ ܝܶܫܘܽܥ ܆ ܟܰܣܝܳܐ ܕܰܕܢܰܚ ܥܰܠ ܛܘܽܪܳܐ ܆ ܐܰܕܢܰܚ ܝܰܘܡܳܢ ܒܪ̈ܶܥܝܳܢܰܝܢ ܆ ܚܘܽܒܳܐ ܘܢܘܽܗܪܳܐ ܘܰܫܠܳܡܳܐ ܀ |
