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The hymn of Kassiani

Written by the nun Kassiani in the 800s, it is sung at Matins of Holy Wednesday, held on Tuesday evening. In it a sinful woman speaks as she anoints Christ’s feet.

Picture: Hans Memling, Scenes from the Passion of Christ, about 1470

The words of the prayer

Plain English

O Lord, the woman who had fallen into many sinssenses that You are God.She takes up the task of the women who bring myrrhand, weeping, brings You myrrh before Your burial.

“Alas,” she says, “the night I live inis a frenzy of lust, dark and moonless,a love of sin.

Receive the springs of my tears,You Who draw the water of the sea up into the clouds.

Bend down to the groaning of my heart,You Who bowed the heavenswhen You emptied Yourself beyond all words.

I will kiss Your spotless feetand wipe them again with the locks of my hair,the feet whose sound Eve heard in Paradise in the evening,and hid herself in fear.

Who can trace the great number of my sinsor the depths of Your judgments,O my Savior, Savior of souls?

Do not pass me by, Your servant,You Whose mercy has no measure.”

Traditional wording

O Lord, the woman who had fallen into many sins,perceiving Thy divinity,fulfilled the part of a myrrh-bearer;and with lamentations she brought sweet-smelling oil of myrrh to Thee before Thy burial.

‘Woe is me,’ she said,‘for night surrounds me, dark and moonless,and stings my lustful passion with the love of sin.

Accept the fountain of my tears,O Thou Who drawest down from the clouds the waters of the sea.

Incline to the groanings of my heart,O Thou Who in Thine ineffable self-emptyinghast bowed down the heavens.

I shall kiss Thy most pure feetand wipe them with the hairs of my head,those feet whose sound Eve heard at dusk in Paradiseand hid herself for fear.

Who can search out the multitude of my sinsand the abyss of Thy judgments,O Saviour of my soul?

Despise me not, Thine handmaiden,for Thou hast mercy without measure.

Plain English by Wiser Walk, from the Greek of the Triodion, with the Antiochian Archdiocese’s translation beside it. How the wording is made. Traditional wording: The Antiochian Orthodox Archdiocese, Holy Tuesday: The Hymn of St. Kassiane.

When it is said

It is sung near the end of Matins of Holy Wednesday, the third Bridegroom service, which parishes hold on Tuesday evening.

The Triodion sets it again at Vespers of Holy Wednesday.

Where it comes from

Author known

Kassiani

Kassiani was a poet of Constantinople in the time of the emperor Theophilos, who reigned from AD 829 to 842. She founded a convent there, and at least 23 of her hymns went into the Church’s service books. In the Triodion, the book of Lent and Holy Week, this hymn is headed “a work of the nun Kassiani”.

The line the emperor wrote

Byzantine chroniclers say the young Theophilos once thought of choosing Kassiani as his bride. Tradition says that years later he rode to her convent to see her one last time. She hid, leaving the unfinished hymn on her desk. He read it and added one line, about the feet whose sound Eve heard before she hid. When he had gone, Kassiani found his line and finished the hymn.

What the words mean

Which woman is she?

The hymn joins two Gospel scenes. In Luke 7:37-38 a sinful woman wets Jesus’s feet with her tears, wipes them with her hair and kisses them. In Matthew 26:6-13 a woman pours costly perfume on Him, and He says she has done it to prepare Him for burial.

Why on Holy Wednesday

On Holy Wednesday the services set this woman beside Judas. She gives Christ her costly myrrh and kisses His feet, while he betrays Christ for money with a kiss.

The Scripture in it

When a sinful woman from that town learned that Jesus was dining there, she brought an alabaster jar of perfume. As she stood behind Him at His feet weeping, she began to wet His feet with her tears and wipe them with her hair. Then she kissed His feet and anointed them with the perfume.

Luke 7:37-38 Echoed The sinful woman wets Christ’s feet with her tears, wipes them with her hair and kisses them.

While Jesus was in Bethany in the home of Simon the Leper, a woman came to Him with an alabaster jar of expensive perfume, which she poured on His head as He reclined at the table. When the disciples saw this, they were indignant and asked, “Why this waste? This perfume could have been sold at a high price, and the money given to the poor.” Aware of this, Jesus asked, “Why are you bothering this woman? She has done a beautiful deed to Me. The poor you will always have with you, but you will not always have Me. By pouring this perfume on Me, she has prepared My body for burial. Truly I tell you, wherever this gospel is preached in all the world, what she has done will also be told in memory of her.”

Matthew 26:6-13 Echoed The woman who pours perfume on Him to prepare Him for burial.

Then the man and his wife heard the voice of the LORD God walking in the garden in the breeze of the day, and they hid themselves from the presence of the LORD God among the trees of the garden.

Genesis 3:8 Echoed Eve hides when she hears God walking in the garden in the evening.

He parted the heavens and came down with dark clouds beneath His feet.

Psalm 18:9 Echoed He bowed the heavens and came down.

… but emptied Himself, taking the form of a servant, being made in human likeness.

Philippians 2:7 Echoed Christ emptied Himself.

Your righteousness is like the highest mountains; Your judgments are like the deepest sea. O LORD, You preserve man and beast.

Psalm 36:6 Echoed Your judgments are like the great deep.

Bible text: Berean Standard Bible, public domain.

In Greek

Κύριε, ἡ ἐν πολλαῖς ἁμαρτίαις περιπεσοῦσα Γυνή,

τὴν Σὴν αἰσθομένη Θεότητα,

μυροφόρου ἀναλαβοῦσα τάξιν,

ὀδυρομένη μύρα Σοι, πρὸ τοῦ ἐνταφιασμοῦ κομίζει.

Οἴμοι! λέγουσα,

ὅτι νύξ μοι, ὑπάρχει,

οἶστρος ἀκολασίας, ζοφώδης τε καὶ ἀσέληνος,

ἔρως τῆς ἁμαρτίας.

Δέξαι μου τὰς πηγὰς τῶν δακρύων,

ὁ νεφέλαις διεξάγων τῆς θαλάσσης τὸ ὕδωρ·

κάμφθητί μοι πρὸς τοὺς στεναγμοὺς τῆς καρδίας,

ὁ κλίνας τοὺς οὐρανούς,

τῇ ἀφάτῳ Σου κενώσει·

καταφιλήσω τοὺς ἀχράντους Σου πόδας,

ἀποσμήξω τούτους δὲ πάλιν, τοῖς τῆς κεφαλῆς μου βοστρύχοις,

ὧν ἐν τῷ Παραδείσῳ Εὔα τὸ δειλινόν,

κρότον τοῖς ὠσὶν ἠχηθεῖσα, τῷ φόβῳ ἐκρύβη.

Ἁμαρτιῶν μου τὰ πλήθη καὶ κριμάτων Σου ἀβύσσους,

τίς ἐξιχνιάσει ψυχοσῶστα Σωτήρ μου;

Μή με τὴν Σὴν δούλην παρίδῃς,

ὁ ἀμέτρητον ἔχων τὸ ἔλεος.

From the Triodion, Matins of Holy Wednesday, on the Greek Orthodox Archdiocese of America’s liturgical texts site.

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