Behold, O Nymfios ...

As the Lord was going to his voluntary passion,
He said to the apostles on the way:

Behold, we go up to Jerusalem, 

and the son of man shall be delivered up, 

as it is written of him.

Come, therefore, let us also go with him, purified in mind.
Let us be crucified with him and die through him
To the pleasures of this life.
Then we shall live with him and hear him say:

I go no more to the earthly Jerusalem to suffer,
But to my Father and your Father,
To my God and your God.
I shall raise you up to the Jerusalem on high, 
In the kingdom of heaven.

We have reached the saving passion of Christ our God.
Let us, the faithful, glorify his ineffable forbearance,
That in his compassion he may raise us up who were dead in sin, For he is good and loves mankind.

Going to your passion, o Lord,
You took your disciples aside and reassured them:

How have you forgotten the words that I once spoke?
Is it not written:
A prophet cannot be killed but in Jerusalem?
Now is the time of which I told you.
Behold, I am betrayed into the hands of sinners to be mocked.
They will nail me to the cross, and deliver me up to burial,
Regarding me, as a dead man, a thing of loathing.
Yet, take courage, for I will arise on the third day,
Giving to the faithful joy and life everlasting!