Amazed was the universe by your divine glory. For while never experiencing marriage, you held, O Virgin, the God of all in your womb, and gave birth to an eternal Son who grants salvation to all who chant hymns of praise to you.
Most-holy Theotokos, save us.
Hail, for you carried in your womb the Way of life.
Hail, Bride of God, all-blameless Maiden, who saved the world from the flood of sin.
Hail, awe-inspiring message and report, habitation of the One who is Lord of all creation.
Most-holy Theotokos, save us.
The might and the fortress of the human race, O Undefiled.
Hail, holy place of glory, slayer of Hades, and bridal chamber of light.
Hail, delight of the angels.
Hail, helper of those who pray to you faithfully.
Most-holy Theotokos, save us.
Fiery chariot of God the Word and risen Son.
Hail, Lady, living paradise, which in its center contains the tree of life, the Lord, whose sweetness gives life to those who participate with faith although subject to decay.
- Ode Five of The canon of the Akathist Hymn to the Theotokos
Not one Turk left in Morea (Peloponniso), nor the whole world.
