Thank You, Lord, for our daily bread – what we need, when we need it, from Your loving hand. Especially for the superessential Bread of Your Body and Blood.
On Thanksgiving, the day after, and forevermore.
The Akathist of Thanksgiving was found in the effects of New Martyr Archpriest Gregory Petroff, who perished in a Soviet Prison Camp.
In previous Thanksgiving postings, Archpriest Gregory was incorrectly said to be the author. But the true author,
according to Fr. Serephim Holland (ROCOR) . . . was Metropolitan Tryphon (Prince Boris Petrovich Turkestanov). It contains biographical references to his child-hood illness and family life, as well as other material. It was written in perhaps 1934, the year of his death. (This is the then Bishop Tryphon who, on 9/22 April, 1910 blessed the Grand Duchess Elizabeth Feodorovna and her “miloserdia’ sisters of the Mary & Martha convent to take up their work: “”These clothes will hide you from the world, and the world will be hidden from you, but at the same time it will be a witness of your charity, which will shine before the Lord, and in His glory.” (also see Liubov Miller’s ‘Holy Martyr of Russia, Grand Princess Elizaveta Fyordovna’). He was an enemy of Rasputin and disliked by the Tsaritsa Alexandra (“Bishop Trifon I have strong reason to dislike, as he always spoke & now speaks in the army against our Friend”). His martyric life is outlined on page 900 of Akty Svyatyeishego Patriarkha Tikhona.
Source: Dr. Elizabeth Riggs, Post #5 in
“Glory to you, for every sigh of my sadness … for every moment of joy … for the fragrant lillies of the valley and the roses … for the morning dew, shining like diamonds … I kiss reverently the footprint of Your invisible tread … for the last rays of sunlight … for rest and the gift of sleep … for providential encounters with people … for the love of relatives, the devotion of friends … for our tireless thirst for You … Who have broken the spirits of darkness … for the genius of the human mind … for the life-giving strength of work … Who grant my wishes when they are good … for Whom there is no such thing as a hopeless loss … Who send failures and sorrows to us so that we might be sensitive to the sufferings of others … Who have raised love higher than anything on earth or in heaven … for providential coincidences … for the guidance of a secret inner voice … for revelations in dreams and when awake … Who destroy our useless plans … Who humble pride of heart to save us … for the unfathomable life-giving power of grace … Who have raised up Your Church as a refuge of peace for an exhausted world … Who breathe new life into us with the life-giving water of Baptism … Who restore the purity of immaculate lillies to those who repent … Glory to you, inexhaustible abyss of forgiveness … Who led us to heaven … Who have loved us with love immeasurable, deep, Divine … Who have surrounded us with light, and with hosts of angels and saints … Glory to You , all Holy Father, Who have willed us Your Kingdom … all Holy Son, the Way the Truth, and the Life …all Holy Spirit and life-giving sun of the future age … Glory to You for everything, O Divine Trinity, all bountiful … unto ages of ages.”
“Thanks be to God, Who has given us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ!” (1 Cor. 15:57)
To read the Akathist of Thanksgiving in its entirety see this website:
A CD version:
(the Akathist of Thanksgiving CD webpage of the Parish which produced the CD, with background info)
Another CD version by John Tavener: