O, your wonders surpassing mind, O Spotless One! Strange is your nativity, strange the manner of your raising, and strange and paradoxical is everything about you, O Bride of God, and inscrutable to mortals.
Behold, a joyous springtime has shone forth today to the ends of the earth, gladdening our soul and mind and nous with grace, at the festival of the Theotokos today, and let us mystically rejoice.
-from the Matins Canons for the Great Feast of the Entrace of the Theotokos to the Temple
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