Our sweet Mother, to these little children now that they have come to your fold,
open your protective covering and bless them so that they may become chosen vessels,
so that the Holy Spirit may rest in their souls, within their souls.
Our Panagia, our sweet Mother, our consolation, our strength, our illumination,
Our Panagia, our sweet Mother, our consolation, our strength, our illumination,
help them to become heirs of those indescribable good things,
for you are blessed unto the boundless ages of ages.
Source: From the book The Holy Mountain by Metropolitan Nektarios Antonopoulos of Argolis. Translated by John Sanidopoulos.
