BLESSED are the peacemakers, for they shall be called the sons of God.
Beautiful was the fruit that put me to death, and fair to the taste: Christ is the tree of life, and eating of him I shall not die, but I shall cry with the thief: O Lord, remember me in thy kingdom.
BLESSED are they which are persecuted for righteousness’ sake, for theirs in the kingdom of heaven.
O heal the incurable wounds of my heart, O Lord, for thou alone art Physician of soul and body; and grant me a prosperous journey upon the way to sound health, evermore setting my steps aright.
At the Divine Liturgy on Tuesdays of the Grave Mode (this week’s tone).
My translation, from Analogion.
O Lord, remember me in thy kingdom
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