Tuesday, November 19 : Saint Nerses Chnorhali

Like Zachée le Publicain I have not been lifted from a vile land On the high tree of wisdom, For your divine contemplation. The short size of my spiritual hight Did not grow up in me by good works, On the contrary, she has constantly decreased Until you return me to drinking mothers milk. Again by taking the parable backward, I scrambled up the tree of the perverse body , Seeking terrestrial love with a sweet taste, As Zaché also on the fig tree. From there, thanks to your powerful word Make me descend in a hurry like him; Come stay in the house of my soul, And, with you, the Father and the Holy Spirit. Make the body that brought my soul to wrong Render the quadruple in service to the good, And gives half of the personal goods To my impoverished free will, So that according to your saving Word to him addressed, I am worthy of hearing your voice, By being me too a son of Abraham, According to the faith of the patriarch.

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