The Lord rained fire from the Lord, my soul, and burnt up the former land of Sodom.

Escape to the mountain like Lot, my soul, and make Zoar your refuge in time.

Run from the burning, my soul! Run from the heat of Sodom! Run from the destruction of the divine flame.

I alone have sinned against Thee, sinned above all men. O Christ my Saviour, spurn me not. Thou art the good Shepherd; seek me, Thy lamb, and neglect not me who have gone astray.

Thou art my sweet Jesus, Thou art my Creator; in Thee, O Saviour, I shall be justified.

I confess to Thee, O Saviour, I have sinned, I have sinned against Thee, but absolve and forgive me in Thy compassion. — Troparia from Ode 3, Monday of the First Week of Lent