Wednesday: Watos Hymn (Psali) - All the hosts of the heaven :: الأربعاء: إبصالية واطس عربي - كل الطغمات السمائيَّة

All the hosts of the heaven,
And the angelic soldiers,
Cry out in beautiful voices,
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

With tunes from on high,
Everyone cries, “Let us praise,”
They speak with glorious tongues,
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

+ The Father looked down and found none,
Like you, in purity among all,
He sent His Son to take flesh,
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

+ Gabriel the angel came,
A messenger came with good tidings,
He preached and you accepted,
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

He dwelt with the Spirit in you,
My Lord Jesus appeared from you,
You became the Mother of your Creator,
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

Your Son saved Adam and his sons,
And restored him to Paradise,
And from the Devil freed him,
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

+ You were called, O flower of fragrance,
The purified golden censer,
And the holy flower,
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

+ The Lord of glory chose your beauty,
As the saying of the hymnist,
The God of gods became your Son,
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

Ezekiel saw in his vision,
In the East a door was shut,
The high King entered through it,
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

A ladder seen by Jacob,
Hosts of angels, surrounding,
Worshiping the revered King,
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

+ Moses witnessed and prophesied,
And likened you to a vineyard,
A green bush aflame with fire,
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

+ Hosea taught a testimony,
About the Birth of Jesus,
Saying, “He comes as rain and dew,”
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

Daniel, in his revelation,
Said, “I saw a great throne,
On it sat the Most High King,”
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

Moses asked to peek and see,
As you saw, O Mother of the Holy,
He could not bear the light,
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

+ He appeared from you and fulfilled,
The promise of entering Paradise,
And freed Adam from all ties,
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

+ Precious and sweet is your praise,
As the sweet fruits of Paradise,
Whoever tastes of it will never weary,
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

Your praise is precious and sweet,
And exalted above all ranks,
For you held the Creator in your lap,
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

If one praises you at all times,
He will obtain his desires,
By the acceptance of the holy Lord,
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

+ All my life, I only ask,
To be praising the Virgin,
That she may be my help when I depart,
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

+ The honor of Mary, who can,
Liken to the moon and sun,
She is even greater than the throne,
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

You bore the God of glory,
And surpassed all the ranks’ glory,
You were exalted and mighty,
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

Who could have seen Paradise,
Without your Son O Mother of Light,
Or rejoice for the rest of life,
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

+ Who gained what you gained O Mary,
Who can be likened to you,
Which tongue can actually explain,
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

+ We ask you, O first-born Virgin,
Remember me before my Lord Jesus,
So He may forgive us our sins,
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

Your servant pleads with you,
Do not forget me, O Mother of Christ,
For I ask for your protection,
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

The gracious father our shepherd,
Abba (...) the high priest,
May his prayers direct us,
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

+ And his partners in the service,
Our holy father(s) the bishop(s),
Help them O pride of humanity,
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

+ Do not forget all our priests,
And all of the Christians,
And all the ranks of our Church,
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

O the pride of the human race,
O pearls of all the hosts and ranks,
Help the people of the Baptism,
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

The sons of this church,
The leaders and servants alike,
All the seven ranks of the Church,
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

+ The servant who wrote these rhymes,
The least among my Lord’s servants,
Gabriel, praising the Mother of Light,
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

+ I end my praise and sayings,
By prayers to Mary the Virgin,
The Mother of Emmanuel,
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.

I ask of one named hero,
The struggle-mantled martyr,
The morning star, my portion,
My lord prince George.

With his prayers, I am always safe,
Hoping in him to enter Paradise,
I entreat him on Judgment Day,
Blessed are you, O Virgin and Bride.