Nativity 18

The son of his voice. Among the peoples of the king who proclaimed him, by the name of the Shoot that shone forth, the Lord, the house of the Hebrews, and they reigned, and they came. The Shoot and the Feast, the king in the land, and the son in the height, blessed his dominion. [Response: To you, praise, that on this feast you made glad over all.] In the days of the king who wrote the sign, with the head's silver, the Redeemer descended, and he wrote the sign in the book of life. He also wrote his writing in the height, he sealed. In the land, his glory wrote his name. His nativity in the days of the king, whose name [Shoot] is king and king. Shoot and Feast, his cross was carried. That kingdom [blessed, that raised him]. Thirty peoples [endure in the land]. Mutely, sounds of glory, in all divisions, the great one, my brothers, to the peoples of the Lord, to the thirty peoples. Thirty crowns, blessed his birth. At the first hour, the Lord of treasures, and she filled with blessings. They confessed with him, the cherubs who carried the son in glory. He left his praise, and went and found a lamb that had lost its confession. At the second hour, the seraphs multiplied, they confessed with him, who sanctified the son. They turned and saw him as he was shining among the deniers. He endured mockery, and he taught glory to him, praise. At the third hour, of the house of Michael, they confessed with him, who were ministering to the son in the height. They saw him in the land, who was ministering. He washed feet, he wiped away souls, blessed his humility. At the fourth hour, confessions with him. The heaven of all of her is small for the son, and she marveled that she saw him lying in his manger, that the victorious one, the infant, was filling the manger.

And he filled the heavens with his greatness. At the fifth hour, the sun that burns the earth with its heat, confess to its Lord that it extended its course and lengthened its journey, so that the lowly eye might see him, the hidden face, blessed is his radiance. At the sixth hour, again confess with him, light up all of her greatness, she boasts, all creation sees her Lord. The great one who was a small child, in a small cradle, blessed is his honor. At the seventh hour, clouds and winds moaned with him and sprinkled dew. On the faces of the fruits, see the Son who subjected his radiance and received spittle and foul spittle, blessed is his salvation. Also at the eighth hour, again that which is defiled, creation praises that its fruits are pressed. From its springs, it worshipped because it saw the Son on the rocks, and the pure one pressed pure milk, blessed is his will. At the ninth hour, the earth praises that its root was planted as a stump. Like the one who gives birth, Mary saw the earth, thirsty, which gave the fruit. The sea is great, its height to him. At the tenth hour, the mountain of Sinai praised that it crumbled before its Lord. It saw that upon its Lord stones were taken. It received the stones of his church, desired above the stones, blessed is his request. At the eleventh hour, confess, the great sea to the drowning of the Son, the one who swallowed him and was troubled because it saw him, who descended and was baptized in small waters, he cleansed the creatures, blessed is his victory. At the twelfth hour, confess, the temple of holiness that saw the child when he sat among the elders. The dark ones were silent who struck at his feast.

The blessed festival said at its conclusion: At the thirteenth hour, the king who triumphed over the nations with their crowns was also crowned with a crown of stars. He bound a great crown for Adam upon his right hand, the blessed one of his sending. At the fourteenth hour, the Passover of the Egyptians to the Passover that came, and it passed over all and changed the Pharaoh. He drowned the legion in place of the nobles; for the demons he embraced, the blessed one of his redemption. At the fifteenth hour, the lamb that was not like the sacrifice, the Lord killed it and redeemed with its blood; for the living, he is the shepherd of all; he died for the sake of all, the blessed one of his birth. At the sixteenth hour, the sin in the mystery for that farmer who sowed his body in the barren land, which over all was like a dung-heap, gave new bread, the blessed victorious one. At the seventeenth hour, the vine-dresser of the Lord of the vineyard of truth, the souls like clusters, he laid waste the vineyard and destroyed the vineyard that gave carobs, the blessed one of his uprooting. At the seventeenth hour, the vine-dresser whose produce the boar of the wood devoured, for the vineyard of truth that labored its soul and guarded its fruit and offered the fruit to the owner of the vineyard, the blessed one of his laborer. At the twenty-third hour, the leavened to the leaven of truth, which dissolved and curdled all the thoughts and made them one thought by one teaching, the blessed one of your teaching. At the twenty-ninth hour, the salt for your body, the blessed circle; the soul is the salt of the body, and faith is the salt of the soul.

with which your blessed crown is adorned. At the twentieth hour, the peoples with their crowns left the crown of the sacrifice which Jerusalem had abandoned. The perfect ones were troubled because of woe, and her lovers came to poverty because of her blessed one who desired her. At the twenty-first hour, the peoples made known the waters [which grew sweet in the mystery of the Son, in his honey]; the peoples were nourished by the one who destroyed their teeth; they lived by the crucified one who saved their teeth; blessed is your salvation. At the twenty-second hour, the peoples did not suffice with arms and sword to kill him, the enemy of the arm; you yourself killed him, and you yourself buried him in the place of its cutting. Blessed is the sword of Simon your health. At the twenty-third hour, the peoples also the sign which gave a yoke upon which he rode, opened a mouth. Also to the scorpions, the mother of Hagar gave a howl; blessed is your howl. At the twenty-fourth hour, the peoples were showing treasures to the son; with the lord of treasures, while being raised in the house of the poor, he makes himself poor, so that he might enrich all; blessed is your mixture. At the twenty-fifth hour, the peoples Isaac to the son [of his darkness] on the mountain from the knife, and he became his substitute. He said, "The slayer came out from the deadness, and the reviver of all died"; blessed is his offering. At the twenty-sixth hour, the peoples with Moses, who feared and fled from the killers, the peoples to the son whose feet trod upon her, to Sheol, in her poison, and he came out; blessed is your seal. At the hour which is the twenty-seventh, the peoples the eloquent prisoners made known to the son.

They could not find a ransom for the Just One, for how could the Just One leave a place where there is no justice? And the Just One himself is praise. At the twenty-seventh hour, all the righteous who killed the wicked sounded the horn for the Son, who died like a good man in place of the evil, though he was the son of a righteous man, blessed are his lovers. At the twentieth hour, also the perfect ones sounded the horn for the Son, all the heroes who had not been saved from the Sabbath. One was the worshipper who was hidden; he reached the blessed feast of your salvation. At the twenty-ninth hour, they sounded the horn with Job, who bore sufferings for his own sake, and bore the Lord for the sake of others: spittle and sinews, stars and sparks, blessed is his struggle. At the hour which is the thirtieth, they sounded the horn with the dead who lived through his death, the life of the face, through his crucifixion and height and depth, in which the Son and his Father were mingled. The madrāšê of the Nativity of the Lord are completed, which were composed by the blessed Mār Ephrem. Glory to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit, now and always, and to the end of the ages. Amen.