Image of George

Salutation to the memory of your name, which has grace; and salutation to your crown, the vestment of divinity which encompasses it. George, exceedingly, for the taste of your name, you have made it bitter. I am a poor one, without a daily provision; by your name, from fear, they bring forth a gift. Salutation to the hair of your head, as of a chosen one of fine quality; and salutation to your head, whose curling is noble. George, a star, chosen from among the stars; may it anoint me every morning with the oil of his head, which is pure, as the rain of mercy anoints a thirsty field. Salutation to your burial for Christians, as is their custom; and salutation to your tomb, for the body which is within it. George, heir, for Christ, the one who entered his name; you have cut off his suffering and you have strengthened yourself for his weakness, so that you might reign with him in the new world. Salutation to the fullness of your body, which was cut into ten pieces; and salutation to your limbs, which were scattered, united. George, in you, the Lord of Lights has appointed; exceedingly, your freedom has been inscribed upon me; and in all places, I have become a singer of psalms.

Salutation to your limbs, to the hearing of the act of valor from their beginning; and salutation to your bones, within Mount Edras where they were sown. George, exalted, to the Church he gave her mouth; the hymn of my mouth above the clouds he renewed; with the joy of my heart, judge the thousands of her gifts. Salutation, word of hymn which I offered to you in woe; holy and blessed, accept, O my Lord; George, strength of my being from the depths; as the flash of lightning your help from the direction of heaven has come; for him who persecutes me in iniquity, swiftly may it strike him. Salutation, salutation, George, we say to you, as we call your name and recount your miracles. Salutation to you when the king, the denier, commanded, "By the son of Mary, I adjure you," he who worships the fire of the furnace; you were named "the word of the confessor." Salutation to you; your prayer, holy one, has become our refuge; the small with the great. Salutation to you; where the word of our mouth is constant, incline your ears; our path, prepare and provide; in our perfection be, after us remain; your salutation give to us all.