Lord Jesus Christ, receive this contrite cry of my soul! Mother of the World, as this glowing flame of candles and lamps burns before You, so may every word of my prayer be kindled with the flame of repentance before Your Son. In these silent hours, when the world sleeps, I testify to my faith, offering You these tears instead of empty words that flow without meaning. I beg You, Most Holy Theotokos, take this flame from my chest and carry it before the throne of our Savior, so that He may burn away all darkness, unrest and vanity of this transient world. May my soul, through this contrite repentance, become a pure and fragrant nursery of love, ready to blaze the only true path of salvation through living works of mercy. Grant us, Mother of Grace, that unspeakable spiritual peace and prosperity, and cover us with your holy veil, that we may always shine as beacons of Easter joy! Amen.