Traversing the Sea

While I was in solitude and in meditation, a wondrous thing: the remembrance of your crossing of the sea, as I recount to the people. Eustatewos gave me the tongue of Geʿez, wisdom, and placed upon my head, together with the word of a new reading, a spirit in the likeness of the vision of a dove, which takes from the Son and which goes out from the Father. Eustatewos, for the people, laid out the path and the way. The great sea, terrifying with the swell of its waves, like a skilled sailor when he set sail with his cargo, while the mountains were scattered one by one; before him they bowed, descended, and revealed their running. With Gregory the martyr, I marveled at the Lord without knowing. Eustatewos, you chose, like a pure Seraph, a mission. With cargo and a boat, it is not; for Jericho, how did you set sail? The blessed treasure of the Lord, a portion from Ethiopia, for the sea, vast and deep, a vessel. When he set sail without a boat, the strength of his faith was seen, while it said, "He crossed and reached Armenia." Eustatewos, a new apostle.

The path of Qirqos the child, when the sole of your heart passed. Eustatewos, a game with the pearl of the sea, he set aside. When your donkey and your mule were hindered, how then did you cross the sea from shore to shore, while reading a book? In the mountains, a runner from the caves, and in the plains, a roller. I and I go before, while it is said. Eustatewos, as he receives. It is fulfilled in you, what Christ says, the head of the covenant. For in you, faith is as the measure of the heights of the body. You overturn the mountain and you return the prostration. With Agabos, his belt, in the envy of Paul, who bound. The mystery of the matter reveals what will be after. Eustatewos, first, as you crossed the sea. You cause me to cross the sea of affliction for your children together. You have prepared for us your mule and your donkey. As Philip of Africa is called an apostle, and you have heard me as Elautros, son of Entya. Eustatewos, they call you teacher of Armenia. You are the one for the church, the sea. You are the one for the world, the sun.

For the scattered wealth and the work of the exile, like an apostle, Druk. When they reached me in vain and found me in weeping. Eustatewos, preacher of the faith of Christ God. By the grace of your gift I took refuge, while I was fasting and praying. I offered to you and to your blessed name. Grant me my prayer and my petition for the servant, like incense of the morning and sacrifice of the evening, while I was in exile and in the heat of the wilderness.