Monday of the 24th week after Pentecost
2 James the Persian
2 Holy Great Martyr James the Persian (421) (Greatmartyr Jacob of Persia)
Divine Liturgy
1 Thessalonians 2:20–3:8
§ 267
1 Thessalonians 2:20–3:8 § 267
Brethren, you are our glory and joy … Therefore, when we could no longer endure it, we thought it good to be left in Athens alone, and sent Timothy, our brother and minister of God, and our fellow laborer in the Gospel of Christ, to establish you and encourage you concerning your faith, that no man should be shaken by these afflictions; for you yourselves know that we are appointed to this. For, in fact, we told you before when we were with you that we would suffer tribulation, just as it happened, and you know. For this reason, when I could no longer endure it, I sent to know your faith, lest by some means the tempter had tempted you, and our labor might be in vain. But now that Timothy has come to us from you, and brought us good news of your faith and love, and that you always have good remembrance of us, greatly desiring to see us, as we also to see you: Therefore, brethren, in all our affliction and distress we were comforted concerning you by your faith. For now we live, if you stand fast in the Lord.
Luke 19.37-44
§ 97
Luke 19.37-44 § 97
And when he was come nigh, even now at the descent of the mount of Olives, the whole multitude of the disciples began to rejoice and praise God with a loud voice for all the mighty works that they had seen;
ἐγγίζοντος δὲ αὐτοῦ ἤδη πρὸς τῇ καταβάσει τοῦ ὄρους τῶν ἐλαιῶν ἤρξατο ἅπαν τὸ πλῆθος τῶν μαθητῶν χαίροντες αἰνεῖν τὸν Θεὸν φωνῇ μεγάλῃ περὶ πασῶν ὧν εἶδον δυνάμεων
[Заⷱ҇ 97] Приближа́ющꙋжесѧ є҆мꙋ̀ ᲂу҆жѐ (а҆́бїе) къ низхожде́нїю горѣ̀ є҆леѡ́нстѣй, нача́ша всѐ мно́жество ᲂу҆чн҃къ ра́дꙋющесѧ хвали́ти бг҃а гла́сомъ ве́лїимъ ѡ҆ всѣ́хъ си́лахъ, ꙗ҆̀же ви́дѣша,
Saying, Blessed be the King that cometh in the name of the Lord: peace in heaven, and glory in the highest.
λέγοντες· εὐλογημένος ὁ ἐρχόμενος βασιλεὺς ἐν ὀνόματι Κυρίου· εἰρήνη ἐν οὐρανῷ καὶ δόξα ἐν ὑψίστοις.
глаго́люще: блгⷭ҇ве́нъ грѧды́й цр҃ь во и҆́мѧ гдⷭ҇не: ми́ръ на нб҃сѝ и҆ сла́ва въ вы́шнихъ.
And some of the Pharisees from among the multitude said unto him, Master, rebuke thy disciples.
καί τινες τῶν Φαρισαίων ἀπὸ τοῦ ὄχλου εἶπον πρὸς αὐτόν· διδάσκαλε, ἐπιτίμησον τοῖς μαθηταῖς σου.
И҆ нѣ́цыи фарїсе́є ѿ наро́да рѣ́ша къ немꙋ̀: ᲂу҆чт҃лю, запретѝ ᲂу҆чн҃кѡ́мъ твои̑мъ.
And he answered and said unto them, I tell you that, if these should hold their peace, the stones would immediately cry out.
καὶ ἀποκριθεὶς εἶπεν αὐτοῖς· λέγω ὑμῖν ὅτι ἐὰν οὗτοι σιωπήσωσιν, οἱ λίθοι κεκράξονται.
И҆ ѿвѣща́въ речѐ и҆̀мъ: гл҃ю ва́мъ, ꙗ҆́кѡ, а҆́ще сі́и ᲂу҆молча́тъ, ка́менїе возопїе́тъ.
And when he was come near, he beheld the city, and wept over it,
Καὶ ὡς ἤγγισεν, ἰδὼν τὴν πόλιν ἔκλαυσεν ἐπ᾿ αὐτῇ, λέγων
И҆ ꙗ҆́кѡ прибли́жисѧ, ви́дѣвъ гра́дъ, пла́касѧ ѡ҆ не́мъ,
Saying, If thou hadst known, even thou, at least in this thy day, the things which belong unto thy peace! but now they are hid from thine eyes.
ὅτι εἰ ἔγνως καὶ σύ, καί γε ἐν τῇ ἡμέρᾳ σου ταύτῃ, τὰ πρὸς εἰρήνην σου· νῦν δὲ ἐκρύβη ἀπὸ ὀφθαλμῶν σου·
гл҃ѧ: ꙗ҆́кѡ а҆́ще бы разꙋмѣ́лъ и҆ ты̀, въ де́нь се́й тво́й, є҆́же къ смире́нїю {къ ми́рꙋ} твоемꙋ̀: нн҃ѣ же скры́сѧ ѿ ѻ҆́чїю твоє́ю:
For the days shall come upon thee, that thine enemies shall cast a trench about thee, and compass thee round, and keep thee in on every side,
ὅτι ἥξουσιν ἡμέραι ἐπὶ σὲ καὶ περιβαλοῦσιν οἱ ἐχθροί σου χάρακά σοι καὶ περικυκλώσουσί σε καὶ συνέξουσί σε πάντοθεν,
ꙗ҆́кѡ прїи́дꙋтъ дні́е на тѧ̀, и҆ ѡ҆бложа́тъ вразѝ твоѝ ѻ҆стро́гъ ѡ҆ тебѣ̀, и҆ ѡ҆бы́дꙋтъ тѧ̀, и҆ ѡ҆б̾и́мꙋтъ тѧ̀ ѿвсю́дꙋ,
And shall lay thee even with the ground, and thy children within thee; and they shall not leave in thee one stone upon another; because thou knewest not the time of thy visitation.
καὶ ἐδαφιοῦσί σε καὶ τὰ τέκνα σου ἐν σοί, καὶ οὐκ ἀφήσουσιν ἐν σοὶ λίθον ἐπὶ λίθῳ, ἀνθ᾿ ὧν οὐκ ἔγνως τὸν καιρὸν τῆς ἐπισκοπῆς σου.
и҆ разбїю́тъ тѧ̀ и҆ ча̑да твоѧ̑ въ тебѣ̀, и҆ не ѡ҆ста́вѧтъ ка́мень на ка́мени въ тебѣ̀: поне́же не разꙋмѣ́лъ є҆сѝ вре́мене посѣще́нїѧ твоегѡ̀.
Reader's reference
Divine Liturgy
Prokeimena
He makes His Angels spirits / and His ministers a flaming fire.
VBless the Lord, O my soul! O Lord, my God, Thou art very great!
Alleluia
Praise the Lord, O ye Angels of His! Praise Him all His hosts!
VFor He spoke and they came into being; He commanded and they were created.
Communion Hymn
He makes His Angels spirits, and His ministers a flaming fire.