Attend, O heaven, and I will speak; O earth, give ear to a voice repenting to God and singing praises to Him.

Attend to me, O God my Saviour, with Thy merciful eye, and accept my fervent confession.

I have sinned above all men, I alone have sinned against Thee. But as God have compassion, O Saviour, on Thy creature.

Having formed by my pleasure-loving desires the deformity of my passions, I have marred the beauty of my mind. A storm of passions besets me, O compassionate Lord. But stretch out Thy hand to me too, as to Peter.

I have stained the coat of my flesh, and soiled what is in Thy image and likeness, O Saviour. I have darkened the beauty of my soul with passionate pleasures, and my whole mind I have reduced wholly to mud.

I have torn my first garment which the Creator wove for me in the beginning, and therefore I am lying naked.

I have put on a torn coat, which the serpent wove for me by argument, and I am ashamed.

The tears of the harlot, O merciful Lord, I too offer to Thee. Be merciful to me, O Saviour, in Thy compassion.

I looked at the beauty of the tree, and my mind was seduced; and now I lie naked, and I am ashamed.

All the demon-chiefs of the passions have plowed on my back, and long has their tyranny over me lasted. — Troparia from Ode 2, Monday of the First Week of Lent