The streams of the Jordan received Thee who art the fountain, and the Comforter descended in the form of a dove. He who bowed the heavens bowed his head, and the clay cried aloud to Him who formed him: ‘Why dost Thou command of me what lays beyond my power? For I have need to be baptized of Thee.’ O sinless Christ our God, glory to Thee. (John the Monk)

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