When it is said
It is not a service prayer. St Macrina prayed it on the day she died, and her brother St Gregory of Nyssa wrote it down.
Anyone afraid of dying may pray it, whole or in part. It begins by thanking Christ for freeing us from the fear of death. It ends by asking Him to receive the soul into His hands.
Where it comes from
Author known
Who was St Macrina?
St Macrina was the sister of two great bishops, St Basil the Great and St Gregory of Nyssa. She persuaded her mother, St Emilia, to leave the world and settle in a monastery for women at Annesi, the family’s estate. After her mother died, Macrina led its sisters.
Orthodox Church in America, Venerable Macrina, sister of Saint Basil the Great; W. K. Lowther Clarke, introduction to The Life of St. Macrina (1916)
How we have her prayer
Basil died on 1 January 379. Later that year Gregory set out to visit her, and he was with her when she died. Her bed had been turned to face the east. As the sun went down, she stopped speaking to those around her and prayed to God in a whisper. Gregory could just hear it, and he wrote it down.
St Gregory of Nyssa, Life of Macrina, translated by W. K. Lowther Clarke (1916); W. K. Lowther Clarke, introduction to The Life of St. Macrina (1916)
Her last moments
As she finished the prayer, St Macrina sealed her eyes, her mouth and her heart with the sign of the cross. At evening a lamp was brought in. She looked at the light and wanted to join the thanksgiving sung when the lamps are lit, but her voice had failed. Her brother Gregory wrote that she then “closed her life and her prayer together”.
St Gregory of Nyssa, Life of Macrina, translated by W. K. Lowther Clarke (1916)
What the words mean
The flaming sword and the thief
When Adam was sent out of Eden, God set a flaming sword to guard the way to the tree of life. In her prayer, St Macrina says Christ broke through it. On the cross, one of the men crucified beside Jesus asked to be remembered when Jesus came into His kingdom. Jesus promised him Paradise that same day. Macrina asks to be remembered too.
Genesis 3:24; Luke 23:42-43
The Scripture in it
Now since the children have flesh and blood, He too shared in their humanity, so that by His death He might destroy him who holds the power of death, that is, the devil, and free those who all their lives were held in slavery by their fear of death.
Listen, I tell you a mystery: We will not all sleep, but we will all be changed— in an instant, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed.
Christ redeemed us from the curse of the law by becoming a curse for us. For it is written: “Cursed is everyone who is hung on a tree.”
God made Him Who knew no sin to be sin on our behalf, so that in Him we might become the righteousness of God.
So He drove out the man and stationed cherubim on the east side of the Garden of Eden, along with a whirling sword of flame to guard the way to the tree of life.
Then he said, “Jesus, remember me when You come into Your kingdom!” And Jesus said to him, “Truly I tell you, today you will be with Me in Paradise.”
One day the beggar died and was carried by the angels to Abraham’s side. And the rich man also died and was buried. In Hades, where he was in torment, he looked up and saw Abraham from afar, with Lazarus by his side. So he cried out, ‘Father Abraham, have mercy on me and send Lazarus to dip the tip of his finger in water and cool my tongue. For I am in agony in this fire.’ But Abraham answered, ‘Child, remember that during your lifetime you received your good things, while Lazarus received bad things. But now he is comforted here, while you are in agony. And besides all this, a great chasm has been fixed between us and you, so that even those who wish cannot cross from here to you, nor can anyone cross from there to us.’
I have been crucified with Christ, and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, Who loved me and gave Himself up for me.
From birth I was cast upon You; from my mother’s womb You have been my God.
You divided the sea by Your strength; You smashed the heads of the dragons of the sea; You crushed the heads of Leviathan; You fed him to the creatures of the desert.
“But so that you may know that the Son of Man has authority on earth to forgive sins...” He said to the paralytic …
May my prayer be set before You like incense; my uplifted hands, like the evening offering.
Bible text: Berean Standard Bible, public domain.
In Greek
Σὺ ἔλυσας ἡμῖν, Κύριε, τοῦ θανάτου τὸν φόβον. Σὺ ζωῆς ἀληθινῆς ἀρχὴν ἡμῖν ἐποίησας τὸ τέλος τῆς ἐνταῦθα ζωῆς. Σὺ πρὸς καιρὸν διαναπαύεις ὕπνῳ τὰ σώματα, καὶ πάλιν ἀφυπνίζεις ἐν τῇ ἐσχάτῃ σάλπιγγι.
Σὺ δίδως παρακαταθήκην τῇ γῇ τὴν ἡμετέραν γῆν, ἣν ταῖς Σαῖς χερσὶ διεμόρφωσας· καὶ πάλιν ἀνακομίζῃ ὃ δέδωκας, ἀφθαρσίᾳ καὶ χάριτι μεταμορφώσας τὸ θνητὸν ἡμῶν καὶ ἄσχημον.
Σὺ ἐῤῥύσω ἡμᾶς ἐκ τῆς κατάρας καὶ τῆς ἁμαρτίας, ἀμφότερα ὑπὲρ ἡμῶν γενόμενος. Σὺ συνέθλασας τὰς κεφαλὰς τοῦ δράκοντος, τοῦ διὰ τοῦ χάσματος τῆς παρακοῆς τῷ λαιμῷ διαλαβόντος τὸν ἄνθρωπον. Σὺ ὡδοποίησας ἡμῖν τὴν ἀνάστασιν, συντρίψας τὰς πύλας τοῦ ᾅδου, καὶ καταργήσας τὸν τὸ κράτος ἔχοντα τοῦ θανάτου διάβολον. Σὺ ἔδωκας τοῖς φοβουμένοις Σε σημείωσιν τὸν τύπον τοῦ ἁγίου Σου σταυροῦ εἰς καθαίρεσιν τοῦ ἀντικειμένου καὶ εἰς ἀσφάλειαν τῆς ἡμετέρας ζωῆς.
Ὁ Θεὸς ὁ αἰώνιος, ᾧ ἐπεῤῥίφην ἐκ κοιλίας μητρός μου· ὃν ἠγάπησεν ἡ ψυχή μου ἐξ ὅλης δυνάμεως, ᾧ ἀνέθηκα καὶ τὴν σάρκα καὶ τὴν ψυχὴν ἀπὸ νεότητός μου, καὶ μέχρι τοῦ νῦν. Σύ μοι παρακατάστησον φωτεινὸν ἄγγελον τὸν χειραγωγοῦντά με πρὸς τὸν τόπον τῆς ἀναψύξεως, ὅπου τὸ ὕδωρ τῆς ἀναπαύσεως, παρὰ τοὺς κόλπους τῶν ἁγίων Πατέρων·
ὁ διακόψας τὴν φλογίνην ῥομφαίαν, καὶ ἀποδοὺς τῷ παραδείσῳ τὸν ἄνθρωπον τὸν συσταυρωθέντα Σοι, καὶ ὑποπεσόντα τοῖς οἰκτιρμοῖς Σου· κἀμοῦ μνήσθητι ἐν τῇ βασιλείᾳ Σου· ὅτι κἀγὼ Σοὶ συνεσταυρώθην, καθηλώσασα ἐκ τοῦ φόβου Σου τὰς σάρκας μου· καὶ ἀπὸ τῶν κριμάτων Σου φοβηθεῖσα.
Μὴ διαχωρισάτω με τὸ χάσμα τὸ φοβερὸν ἀπὸ τῶν ἐκλεκτῶν Σου. Μηδὲ ἀντιστήτω ὁ βάσκανος τῇ ὁδῷ μου, μηδὲ εὑρεθείη κατενώπιον τῶν ὀφθαλμῶν Σου ἡ ἁμαρτία μου, εἴ τι σφαλεῖσα διὰ τὴν ἀσθένειαν τῆς φύσεως ἡμῶν, ἐν λόγῳ, ἢ ἔργῳ, ἢ κατὰ διάνοιαν ἥμαρτον,
ὁ ἔχων ἐπὶ γῆς ἐξουσίαν ἀφιέναι ἁμαρτίας, ἄνες μοι· ἵνα ἀναψύξω, καὶ εὑρεθῶ ἐνώπιόν Σου ἐν τῇ ἀπεκδύσει τοῦ σώματός μου, μὴ ἔχουσα σπῖλον ἐν τῇ μορφῇ τῆς ψυχῆς μου. Ἀλλ' ἄμωμος, καὶ ἀκηλίδωτος προσδεχθείη ἡ ψυχή μου ἐν ταῖς χερσί Σου, ὡς θυμίαμα ἐνώπιόν Σου.