To the Sun who was before the sun and yet had set in a tomb,
myrrh-bearing maidens hastened towards dawn,
seeking him as the day, and they cried to one another:
“Friends, come, let us anoint with spices
the life-bearing yet buried body,
the flesh which raises fallen Adam and now lies in the grave.
Come, let us hurry, like the magi
let us adore and let us offer
sweet spices as gifts to the One who is now wrapped,
not in swaddling clothes, but in a shroud.
Let us weep and let us cry, ‘Be roused, Master,
who grant resurrection to the fallen’.”
Romanos the Melodist, "On the Resurrection," verse 1
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| The Resurrection, c 1501-1510 Vicente Macip From the Museu Nacional d'Art de Catalunya |
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