Days of remembrance: April 7, December 30 (finding of relics) In the world - Demetrius, born around 1460 in the city of Pereyaslavl Zalessky from pious parents. From a young age he discovered his love for asceticism and imitated the exploits of St. Simeon the Stylite (September 1/14). The youth was sent to be raised in the Nikitsky Monastery by his relative Abbot Jonah, where he fell in love with the monastic life and decided to become a monk himself. Fearing that his parents would interfere with the fulfillment of his intentions, he, together with his brother Gerasim, secretly went to the monastery of St. Paphnutius of Borovsky (May 1/14). Here, having taken monastic tonsure, the Monk Daniel, under the guidance of the experienced elder St. Leukia lived 10 years. Having gained experience in spiritual life, the monk returned to Pereyaslavl to the Goritsky Monastery, where he accepted the priesthood. Through the strict, godly life and tireless labors of St. Daniel attracted everyone's attention; Many began to come to him for confession and for spiritual advice. No one left the Monk Daniel unconsoled. A special ascetic manifestation of love for neighbors was the saint’s care for the dead beggars, homeless and rootless people. If he heard about a person who died from robbers, about a drowned person, or about someone who froze to death on the road and had no one to bury, then he tried in every possible way to find the dead body, carried it in his arms to the skudelnitsa (a burial place for the homeless), buried it, and then commemorated it. at the Divine Liturgy. On the site of the poor woman, the saint built a temple in honor of All Saints, so that prayers could be offered in it for the repose of unknown dead Christians. Around him, several monks built their cells, forming a small monastery, where in 1525 the Monk Daniel became abbot. One of the main commandments taught by the new abbot called for accepting all strangers, the poor and the poor. He admonished the brethren and guided them on the path of truth not by force, but by meekness and love, setting everyone an example of pure life and deep humility. Many miracles happened through the prayers of the Monk Daniel: he turned water into healing kvass, healed the brethren from illnesses; freed from danger. During a famine, when there was little bread left in the monastery granary, he gave it to a poor widow with children. And from then on, as a reward for the saint’s mercy, the flour in the granary did not become scarce throughout the famine. Even during the life of the saint, his authority was so high that, at his request, Grand Duke Vasily III freed those sentenced to death and twice asked him to be the recipient of the baptism of his children. Anticipating the approach of his death, the Monk Daniel accepted the great schema. The blessed elder reposed in the 81st year of his life, on April 7, 1540. His incorrupt relics were found in 1625. The Lord glorified His saint with numerous miracles.

Troparion to Daniel of Pereyaslavl From your youth, blessedly, you laid everything on the Lord for yourself, / obeying God, / resisting the devil, / you reigned over the sinful passions, / thereby becoming the very temple of God, / and erecting a red monastery for the glory of the Most Holy Trinity, / and what you collected in it the flock of Christ has been preserved in a God-pleasing manner, / you have reposed to the eternal abode, / Father Daniel, / pray to the Trinitarian One in the one Being of God for the salvation of our souls.

LIVES OF THE SAINTS

ARCHBISHOP LUKA, in the world Valentin Feliksovich Voino-Yasenetsky, was born in Kerch on April 27, 1877 in the family of a pharmacist. His father was a Catholic, his mother an Orthodox. According to the laws of the Russian Empire, children in such families had to be raised in the Orthodox faith. He was the third of five children.

In Kyiv, where the family subsequently moved, Valentin graduated from high school and drawing school. He was going to enter the St. Petersburg Academy of Arts, but after thinking about choosing a path in life, he decided that he was obliged to do only what was “useful for suffering people,” and chose medicine instead of painting. However, at the Faculty of Medicine of the Kyiv University of St. Vladimir, all the vacancies were filled, and Valentin enters the law faculty. For some time, the attraction to painting takes over again, he goes to Munich and enters the private school of Professor Knirr, but three weeks later, feeling homesick, he returns to Kyiv, where he continues his studies in drawing and painting. Nkoned Valentin fulfills his ardent desire “to be useful for peasants who are so poorly provided with medical care,” and enters the medical faculty of the Kyiv University of St. Vladimir. He studies brilliantly. “In the third year,” he writes in “Memoirs,” “an interesting evolution of my abilities took place: the ability to draw very subtly and the love of form turned into a love of anatomy...”

In 1903, Valentin Feliksovich graduated from the university. Despite the entreaties of his friends to take up science, he announced his desire to be a “peasant”, zemstvo doctor all his life, to help poor people. The Russo-Japanese War began. Valentin Feliksovich was offered service in the Red Cross detachment in the Far East. There he headed the department of surgery at the Kyiv Red Cross Hospital of Chita, where he met sister of mercy Anna Lanskaya and married her. The young couple did not live long in Chita.

From 1905 to 1917, V.F. Voino-Yasenedky worked in urban and rural hospitals in the Simbirsk, Kursk and Saratov provinces, as well as in Ukraine and Pereslavl-Zalessky. In 1908, he came to Moscow and became an external student at the surgical clinic of Professor P. I. Dyakonov.

In 1916, V.F. Voino-Yasenedky defended his doctoral dissertation “Regional Anesthesia,” about which his opponent, the famous surgeon Martynov, said: “We are accustomed to the fact that doctoral dissertations are usually written on a given topic, with the aim of obtaining higher appointments in the service.” , and their scientific value is low. But when I read your book, I got the impression of the singing of a bird that cannot help but sing, and I highly appreciated it.” The University of Warsaw awarded Valentin Feliksowicz the Chojnacki Prize for the best essay paving new paths in medicine.

From 1917 to 1923, he worked as a surgeon at the Novo-Gorod hospital in Tashkent, teaching at a medical school, which was later transformed into a medical faculty.

In 1919, Valentin Feliksovich's wife died of tuberculosis, leaving four children: Mikhail, Elena, Alexei and Valentin.

In the fall of 1920, V.F. Voino-Yasenetsky was invited to head the department of operative surgery and topographic anatomy at the State Turkestan University, which opened in Tashkent. At this time, he actively participates in church life, attending meetings of the Tashkent church brotherhood. In 1920, at one of the church congresses, he was instructed to make a report on the current situation in the Tashkent diocese. The report was highly appreciated by Bishop Innocent of Tashkent. “Doctor, you need to be a priest,” he told Voino-Yasenetsky. “I had no thoughts about the priesthood,” recalled Vladyka Luke, “but I accepted the words of His Grace Innocent as God’s call through the bishop’s lips, and without thinking for a minute: “Okay, Vladyka! I will be a priest if it pleases God!” In 1921, Valentin Feliksovich was ordained a deacon, and a week later, on the day of the Presentation of the Lord, His Grace Innocent performed his ordination as a priest. Father Valentin was assigned to the Tashkent cathedral, with the responsibility of preaching assigned to him. In the priesthood, Voino-Yasenegrsiy does not stop operating and reading legations. In October 1922, he actively participated in the first scientific congress of doctors of Turkestan.

The wave of renovationism of 1923 reached Tashkent. Bishop Innocent left the city without transferring the see to anyone. Then Father Valentin, together with Archpriest Mikhail Andreev, took over the management of the diocese, united all the remaining faithful priests and church elders and organized a congress with the permission of the GPU.

In 1923, Father Valentin took monastic vows. His Grace Andrey, Bishop of Ukhtomsky, intended to give Father Valentine the name of the divider Panteleimon when he was tonsured, but after attending the liturgy performed by the tonsured man and listening to his sermon, he settled on the name of the apostle. Evangelist, doctor and artist St. Luke. On May 30 of the same year, Hieromonk Luke was secretly consecrated bishop in the Church of St. Nicholas Peace of the Lycian city of Penjikent by Bishop Daniel of Volkhov and Bishop Vasily of Suzdal. The exiled priest Valentin Svendidky was present at the consecration. His Eminence Luke was appointed Bishop of Turkestan.

On June 10, 1923, Bishop Luka was arrested as a supporter of Patriarch Tikhon. He was charged with an absurd charge: relations with the Orenburg counter-revolutionary Cossacks and connections with the British. In the prison of the Tashkent GPU, Vladyka Luka completed his, which later became famous, work “Essays on Purulent Surgery.” In August he was sent to the Moscow GPU.

In Moscow, Vladyka received permission to live in a private apartment. He served the liturgy with Patriarch Tikhon in the Church of the Resurrection of Christ in Kadashi. His Holiness confirmed the right of Bishop Luke of Turkestan to continue practicing surgery. In Moscow, Vladyka was arrested again and placed in Butyrskaya and then in Taganskaya prison, where Vladyka suffered from a severe flu. By December, the East Siberian stage was formed, and Bishop Luka, together with Archpriest Mikhail Andreev, were sent into exile to the Yenisei. The path lay through Tyumen, Omsk, Novonikolaevsk (present-day Novosibirsk), Krasnoyarsk. The prisoners were transported in Stolypin carriages, and they had to travel the last part of the journey to Yeniseisk - 400 kilometers - in the bitter cold of January on a sleigh. In Yeniseisk, all the churches that remained open belonged to the “Living Church,” and the bishop served in the apartment. He was allowed to operate. At the beginning of 1924, according to the testimony of a resident of Yeniseisk, Vladyka Luka transplanted the kidneys of a calf into a dying man, after which the patient felt better. But officially the first such operation is considered to be the transplant of a pig kidney performed by Dr. I. I. Voron in 1934 to a woman suffering from uremia.

In March 1924, Bishop Luka was arrested and sent under escort to the Yenisei region, to the village of Khaya on the Chuna River. In June he returns to Yeniseisk again, but soon follows deportation to Turukhansk, where Vladyka serves, preaches and operates. In January 1925, he was sent to Plakhino, a remote place on the Yenisei beyond the Arctic Circle, and in April he was transferred again to Turukhansk.

On May 6, 1930, Vladyka was arrested in connection with the death of Ivan Petrovich Mikhailovsky, a professor at the Faculty of Medicine in the Department of Physiology, who shot himself while insane. On May 15, 1931, after a year of imprisonment, a sentence was passed (without trial): exile to three years in Arkhangelsk.

In 1931-1933, Vladyka Luka lived in Arkhangelsk, treating patients on an outpatient basis. Vera Mikhailovna Valneva, with whom he lived, treated patients with homemade ointments from the soil - cataplasms. Vladyka became interested in the new method of treatment, and he applied it in the hospital, where he got Vera Mikhailovna to work. And in subsequent years he conducted numerous studies in this area.

In November 1933, Metropolitan Sergius invited His Eminence Luke to occupy the vacant episcopal see. However, the Vladyka did not accept the offer.

After spending a short time in Crimea, Vladyka returned to Arkhangelsk, where he received patients, but did not operate.

In the spring of 1934, Vladika Luka visited Tashkent, then moved to Andijan, operated and lectured. Here he falls ill with papatachi fever, which threatens loss of vision; after an unsuccessful operation, he becomes blind in one eye. In the same year, it was finally possible to publish “Essays on Purulent Surgery.” He performs church services and heads the department of the Tashkent Institute of Emergency Care.

December 13, 1937 - new arrest. In prison, Vladyka is interrogated by conveyor belt (13 days without sleep), with the requirement to sign protocols. He goes on a hunger strike (18 days) and does not sign protocols. A new deportation to Siberia follows. From 1937 to 1941, Vladyka lived in the village of Bolshaya Murta, Krasnoyarsk region.

The Great Patriotic War began. In September 1941, Vladyka was taken to Krasnoyarsk to work at the local evacuation point - a health care facility among dozens of hospitals designed to treat the wounded.

In 1943, His Eminence Luke became Archbishop of Krasnoyarsk. A year later he was transferred to Tambov as Archbishop of Tambov and Michurinsky. There he continues his medical work: he has 150 hospitals under his care.

In 1945, the pastoral and medical activities of the Bishop were noted: he was awarded the right to wear a diamond cross on his hood and was awarded the medal “For Valiant Labor in the Great Patriotic War of 1941-1945.”

In February 1946, Archbishop Luka of Tambov and Michurin became the laureate of the Stalin Prize, 1st degree, for the scientific development of new surgical methods for the treatment of purulent diseases and wounds, set out in the scientific works “Essays on Purulent Surgery” and “Late Resections for Infected Gunshot Wounds of the Joints.”

In 1945-1947, he completed work on the essay “Spirit, Soul and Body,” which he began in the early 20s.

On May 26, 1946, His Grace Luke, despite the protests of the Tambov flock, was transferred to Simferopol and appointed Archbishop of Crimea and Simferopol.

The years 1946-1961 were entirely devoted to archpastoral service. The eye disease progressed, and in 1958 complete blindness occurred.

However, as Archpriest Evgeniy Vorshevsky recalls, even such an illness did not prevent Vladyka from performing Divine services. Archbishop Luke entered the church without outside help, venerated the icons, read liturgical prayers and the Gospel by heart, anointed them with oil, and delivered heartfelt sermons. The blind archpastor also continued to rule the Simferopol diocese for three years and sometimes receive patients, astonishing local doctors with unmistakable diagnoses.

The Most Reverend Luke died on June 11, 1961, on the Day of All Saints who shone in the Russian land. Vladyka was buried in the city cemetery of Simferopol.

In 1996, the Holy Synod of the Ukrainian Orthodox Church of the Moscow Patriarchate decided to canonize His Eminence Archbishop Luke as a locally revered saint, as a Saint and confessor of the faith. On March 18, 1996, the discovery of the holy remains of Archbishop Luke took place, which on March 20 were transferred to the Holy Trinity Cathedral of Simferopol. Here on May 25, the solemn act of canonizing His Eminence Luke as a locally revered saint took place.

By the decision of the Council of Bishops in 2000, Saint Luke was canonized. His relics are installed for veneration in the Holy Trinity Cathedral in Simferopol.

REPRESENTED NESTOR THE CHILNICIER.

The Monk Nestor the Chronicler was born in the 50s of the 11th century in Kyiv. As a young man he came to the Monk Theodosius († 1074, commemorated May 3) and became a novice. The Monk Nestor was tonsured by the successor of the Monk Theodosius, Abbot Stefan. Under him, he was ordained a hierodeacon. His high spiritual life is evidenced by the fact that he, along with other reverend fathers, participated in the exorcism of the demon from Nikita the recluse (later the Novgorod saint, commemorated on January 31), who was seduced into Jewish wisdom. The Monk Nestor deeply valued true knowledge, combined with humility and repentance. “There is great benefit from bookish teaching,” he said, “books punish and teach us the path to repentance, for from bookish words we gain wisdom and self-control. These are the rivers that water the universe, from which wisdom emanates. Books have innumerable depth, we console ourselves with them in sorrow, they are a bridle of abstinence. If you diligently search for wisdom in the books, you will gain great benefit for your soul. For he who reads books converses with God or holy men.” In the monastery, the Monk Nestor bore the obedience of a chronicler. In the 80s he wrote “Reading about the life and destruction of the blessed passion-bearers Boris and Gleb” in connection with the transfer of their holy relics to Vyshgorod in 1072 (May 2). In the 80s, the Monk Nestor compiled the life of the Monk Theodosius of Pechersk, and in 1091, on the eve of the patronal feast of the Pechersk monastery, Abbot John instructed him to dig up the holy relics of the Monk Theodosius from the ground for transfer to the temple (the discovery was commemorated on August 14).

The main feat of the life of the Monk Nestor was the compilation of the “Tale of Bygone Years” by 1112–1113. “This is the story of bygone years, where the Russian land came from, who began the reign in Kyiv, and where the Russian land came from” - this is how the Monk Nestor defined the purpose of his work from the first lines. An unusually wide range of sources (previous Russian chronicles and legends, monastic records, Byzantine chronicles of John Malala and George Amartol, various historical collections, stories of the elder boyar Jan Vyshatich, traders, warriors, travelers), interpreted from a single, strictly ecclesiastical point of view, allowed the Monk Nestor to write the history of Rus' as an integral part of world history, the history of the salvation of the human race.

The patriotic monk sets out the history of the Russian Church in the main moments of its historical formation. He talks about the first mention of the Russian people in church sources - in 866, under the holy Patriarch Photius of Constantinople; tells about the creation of the Slavic charter by Saints Cyril and Methodius, Equal-to-the-Apostles, and the Baptism of Saint Olga, Equal-to-the-Apostles in Constantinople. The chronicle of St. Nestor has preserved for us the story of the first Orthodox church in Kyiv (under the year 945), about the confessional feat of the holy Varangian martyrs (under the year 983), about the “test of faith” by Saint Vladimir Equal-to-the-Apostles (986) and the Baptism of Rus' (988) . We owe information about the first metropolitans of the Russian Church, about the emergence of the Pechersk monastery, about its founders and devotees to the first Russian church historian. The time of St. Nestor was not easy for the Russian land and the Russian Church. Rus' was tormented by princely civil strife, the steppe nomadic Cumans ravaged cities and villages with predatory raids, drove Russian people into slavery, burned temples and monasteries. The Monk Nestor was an eyewitness to the destruction of the Pechersk monastery in 1096. The chronicle provides a theological understanding of Russian history. The spiritual depth, historical fidelity and patriotism of The Tale of Bygone Years place it among the highest creations of world literature.

The Monk Nestor died around 1114, bequeathing to the Pechersk monks-chroniclers the continuation of his great work. His successors in the chronicles were Abbot Sylvester, who gave a modern look to the “Tale of Bygone Years”, Abbot Moisei Vydubitsky, who extended it until 1200, and finally, Abbot Lavrenty, who in 1377 wrote the oldest copy that has come down to us, preserving the “Tale” of St. Nestor ( "Laurentian Chronicle"). The heir to the hagiographic tradition of the Pechersk ascetic was Saint Simon, Bishop of Vladimir († 1226, commemorated May 10), the rescuer of the “Kievo-Pechersk Patericon.” When talking about events related to the life of the holy saints of God, Saint Simon often refers, among other sources, to the Chronicles of St. Nestor.

The Monk Nestor was buried in the Near Caves of the Monk Anthony of Pechersk. The Church also honors his memory together with the Council of Fathers, who rest in the Near Caves, on September 28 and on the 2nd Week of Great Lent, when the Council of all Kiev-Pechersk Fathers is celebrated.

His works have been published many times. Latest scientific publications: “The Tale of Bygone Years”, M.–L., 1950: “The Life of Theodosius of Pechersk” - in “Izbornik” (M., 1969; parallel to the Old Russian text and modern translation).

Martyr Photinia (Svetlana) Samaritan.

The holy martyr Photinia (Svetlana) was the same Samaritan woman with whom the Savior talked at Jacob’s well. During the time of Emperor Nero in Rome, in 65, who showed extreme cruelty in the fight against Christianity, Saint Photinia lived with her children in Carthage and fearlessly preached the Gospel there. Rumors about the Christian woman and her children reached Nero, and he ordered the Christians to be brought to Rome for trial. Saint Photinia, informed by the Savior of the impending suffering, accompanied by several Christians, set off from Carthage to Rome and joined the confessors. In Rome, the emperor asked them if they really believed in Christ?

All confessors resolutely refused to renounce the Savior. Then Nero subjected them to the most sophisticated tortures, but none of the martyrs renounced Christ. In helpless rage, Nero ordered that Saint Photinia be skinned and the martyr thrown into a well. The emperor ordered the rest to be beheaded. Saint Photinia was pulled out of the well and imprisoned for twenty days. After which Nero called her to him and asked if she would now submit and make sacrifices to idols? Saint Photinia spat in the emperor’s face and, laughing, refused. Nero again ordered the martyr to be thrown into the well, where she gave up her spirit to the Lord. Together with her, both of her sons, sisters and the martyr Domnina suffered for Christ. The saint heals various diseases and helps those suffering from fever.

The Monk Moses Ugrin, of Pechersk, a Hungarian by origin, was the brother of the Monk Ephraim of Novotorzh († 1053; commemorated January 28) and George. Together with them, he entered the service of the holy noble prince Boris († 1015; commemorated July 24). After the murder of Saint Boris on the Alta River in 1015, along with whom George died, Saint Moses fled and hid in Kyiv with Predslava, the sister of Prince Yaroslav. In 1018, when the Polish king Boleslav captured Kyiv, Saint Moses, along with others, ended up in Poland as a prisoner.

A tall and slender handsome man, Saint Moses attracted the attention of a rich Polish widow, who became passionate about him and wanted to make him her husband by ransoming him from captivity. Saint Moses resolutely refused to exchange captivity for slavery to a woman. His long-standing dream was to take on the angelic form. However, despite the refusal, the Polish woman bought the prisoner.

She tried in every possible way to seduce the young man, but he preferred the pangs of hunger to lush feasts. Then the Polish woman began to take Saint Moses around her lands, thinking that he would be seduced by power and wealth. Saint Moses told her that he would not exchange spiritual riches for the corruptible things of this world and would become a monk.

Venerable Moses Ugrin, Pechersk

An Athonite hieromonk passing through those places tonsured Saint Moses into monasticism. The Polish woman ordered Saint Moses to be stretched out on the ground and beaten with sticks so that the ground was saturated with blood. She obtained permission from Boleslav to do whatever she wanted with the prisoner. A shameless woman once ordered Saint Moses to be forcibly placed on the bed with her, kissed and hugged him, but this did not achieve anything. Saint Moses said: “For fear of God, I abhor you as unclean.” Hearing this, the Polish woman ordered to give the saint a hundred blows every day, and then castrate him. Soon Boleslav launched a persecution against all monks in the country. But he suffered a sudden death. A rebellion broke out in Poland, during which the widow was also killed. Having recovered from his wounds, the Monk Moses came to the Pechersk Monastery, bearing the wounds of martyrdom and the crown of confession as a victor and brave warrior of Christ. The Lord gave him strength against passions. One brother, possessed by an unclean passion, came to the Monk Moses and begged him to help him, saying: “I vow to preserve until death everything that you command me.” The Monk Moses said: “Never in your life say a word to any woman.” The brother promised to carry out the saint’s advice. Saint Moses had a stick in his hand, without which he could not walk from the wounds he received. With this stick he hit the brother who came to him in the chest, and he was immediately delivered from temptation. The Monk Moses labored in the Pechersk Monastery for 10 years, died around 1043 and was buried in the Near Caves. By touching the holy relics of the Venerable Moses and fervent prayer to him, the Pechersk monks were healed from carnal temptations. Life of our Venerable Father
Moisei Ugrin
(8/26 July/August)

He accepted suffering for virginity
in the Lyash land from a widow.

The unclean enemy especially wages war on man through unclean fornication, so that man, darkened by this filth, does not look to God in all his affairs, because only those who are pure in heart will see God (Matthew 5:8). Having labored in that battle more than others, having suffered a lot, as a good warrior of Christ, until he completely defeated the power of the unclean enemy, our blessed father Moses left us with his life an example of high spiritual life. They write about him like this.

It is known about this blessed Moses that he was from Hungary, was close to the holy noble Russian prince and passion-bearer Boris, and served him with his brother George, who was killed with Saint Boris. Then, near the Alta River, George wanted to shield his master from the murderers, but the soldiers of the godless Svyatopolk cut off George’s head in order to take the golden hryvnia that Saint Boris had placed on him. Blessed Moses, having survived death alone, came to Kyiv to Predislava, Yaroslav’s sister, where he hid from Svyatopolk, diligently praying to God, until the pious prince Yaroslav came, attracted by pity for the murder of his brother, and defeated the godless Svyatopolk. When Svyatopolk, who fled to the land of Lyash, came again with Boleslav and expelled Yaroslav, and sat down in Kyiv, then Boleslav, returning to his land, took with him into captivity two of Yaroslav’s sisters and many of his boyars; Among them they led the blessed Moses, bound hand and foot with heavy iron; He was strictly guarded because he was strong in body and handsome in face.

This blessed one was seen in the Lyash land by a noble woman, beautiful and young, possessing great wealth and importance; her husband, having gone on a campaign with Boleslav, did not return, but was killed in battle. She, struck by the beauty of Moses, felt the lust of carnal lust for the monk. And she began to convince him with words of flattery: “Why do you endure such torment when you have a mind with which you can free yourself from these shackles and suffering.” Moses answered her: “This was the will of God!” She said: “If you submit to me, I will free you and make you a great man in the entire Lyash land, and you will possess me and my entire region.” Understanding her bad lust, the blessed one said to her: “Which husband, having obeyed his wife, did a good deed? The primordial Adam, having obeyed his wife, was expelled from paradise (Gen. 3:23); Samson (Judges 16:21), having surpassed everyone in strength and defeated the soldiers, was betrayed by his wife to foreigners. Solomon (1 Kings 11:33), having comprehended the depth of wisdom, submitted to his wife and worshiped idols. Herod (Matthew 14:10), who had won many victories and was enslaved by his wife, executed John the Baptist. How can I be free when I become a slave to my wife? I have not known women since my birth.” She said: “I will ransom you and make you famous, I will make you the master of my entire house, and I want to have you as my husband; only you fulfill my will, for I am sorry to see how madly your beauty perishes.” Blessed Moses said to her: “Know that I will not fulfill your will; I don’t want your power or wealth; for me, spiritual and physical purity is more valuable than all this. I don’t want to ruin the work of five years, during which the Lord granted me to endure in these bonds, being innocent, such torment, for which I hope to be delivered from eternal torment.” Then the woman, seeing that she was deprived of such beauty, took another devilish decision, reasoning like this: “If I ransom him, he will submit to me unwillingly.” And she sent to the one who brought him into captivity to take from her as much as he wanted, if only he would give her Moses. He, taking advantage of the opportunity to acquire wealth, took from her up to a thousand gold coins and handed Moses over to her. The woman, having gained power over him, shamelessly lured him into a vile deed. Having freed him from his bonds, she dressed him in expensive clothes and fed him sweet dishes and, hugging him with unclean embraces, forced him into bodily lust. Blessed Moses, seeing her fury, was even more diligent in prayer and fasting, preferring for God to eat dry bread and water in purity than in filth - expensive dishes and wine. And he took off his beautiful clothes, like Joseph once did, and escaped sin, despising the blessings of this life. The woman, disgraced, was filled with such rage that she decided to starve the blessed man to death, throwing him into prison. God, who gives food to every creature, who once nourished Elijah in the desert, also Paul of Thebes and many of His other servants who trusted in Him, did not abandon this blessed one. He bent one of the woman's slaves to mercy, and he secretly gave him food. Others admonished him: “Brother Moses, what is stopping you from getting married? You are still young, and this widow lived with her husband only one year and is more beautiful than other women; she has countless wealth and great power in this Lyash land; if she had wanted, the prince would not have neglected her; You are a captive and a slave, and you don’t want to be her master. If you say: “I cannot transgress the commandments of Christ,” does not Christ say in the Gospel: For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and the two will become one flesh (Matthew 19:5). Likewise the Apostle: It is better to marry than to become inflamed (1 Cor. 7:9). He also speaks about widows: I want young widows to marry (1 Tim. 5:14). But you, who are not bound by the monastic order, but are free from it, why do you subject yourself to evil and bitter torments and suffer like this? If you happen to die in this misfortune, what praise will you have? Who abhorred the women of the first righteous men, like Abraham, Isaac and Jacob? Nobody, only the current monks. Joseph at first fled from the woman, but then he took a wife, and you, if you come out alive from this woman, then - so we think - you will look for a wife yourself, and who will not laugh at your madness? It is better for you to submit to this woman and be free and master of her entire house.” Blessed Moses answered them: “O my brothers and good friends, you advise me well; I understand that you are telling me words worse than the serpent’s whispering spoke to Eve in Paradise. You force me to submit to this woman, but I do not ask for your advice, even if I have to die in these bonds and in bitter torment; I believe that I will certainly receive God's mercy. And if many righteous people were saved with their wives, I am the only sinner and cannot be saved with my wife. But, if Joseph had listened to Pentephry’s wife before, he would not have reigned later when he took a wife for himself in Egypt (Gen. 39 and 41). God, seeing his previous patience, gave him the kingdom of Egypt, which is why he is glorified in his generation for his chastity, although he had children. I do not want the kingdom of Egypt, and not to dominate the authorities and to be great in this Lyash land and to become known far across the Russian land, but I despised all this for the sake of the kingdom above. Therefore, if I leave the hands of this woman alive, I will never look for another wife, but, with God’s help, I will become a monk. For what did Christ say in the Gospel? Everyone who leaves home or brothers or sisters or father or mother or wife or children or lands for My name’s sake will receive a hundredfold and inherit eternal life (Matthew 19:29). Should I listen more to you or to Christ? The Apostle says: An unmarried man cares about the things of the Lord, how to please the Lord, but a married man worries about worldly things, how to please his wife (1 Cor. 7:32-33). I will ask you, for whom is it appropriate to work - for the Lord or for the wife? I also know what he writes: Slaves, listen to your masters, but in good, not in evil; So understand, you who hold me, that female beauty will never seduce me and will not tear me away from Christ’s love.”

Brief life of St. Daniel of Pereyaslavl

Pre-po-dub-nyy Da-ni-il Per-re-ya-s-lav-sky, in the world of Di-mit-riy, born around 1460 in the city -de Pe-re-yaslav-le-Za-les-sky from the blessings of Kon-stan-ti-na and Fe-o-do-sii (in other words, Fek-ly ).

Since childhood, Da-ni-il had a love for the good life and Christian movements. He received his haircut in the monastery of the pre-extra-no-go Pa-f-nu-tiya Bo-rov-sky; grew up in spiritual life under the leadership of the holy Lev-kias Vol-ko-lam-skogo (Pa-me 17 August) . Then, in his homeland, he dedicated himself to the movement of love for his neighbors: he rowed the homeless, the beggars, the familyless nykh. Pre-precious foundation on the site of the cemetery is mo-on-the-stairs.

He died on April 7 (April 20, n.s.) 1540 (he was also remembered on December 30 and July 28).

Complete life of St. Daniel of Pereyaslavl

Ro-di-te-li pre-po-do-no-go Yes-ni-i-la, in the world of Di-mit-riya, were there living-mi Mtsen-sk, now- of a certain district of the Orlovskaya gubernia: their names were Kon-stan-tin and Fek-la. But the birth of the future movement took place in the city of Pe-re-yas-lav-le-Za-les-sky, the- re-re-she-ney Vla-di-Mir-government, in the reign of the great prince Va-sily Tem-no about 1460 Yes. Kon-stan-tin and Fek-la came to Per-re-ya-s-lavl together with Bo-yar-in Gri-go-ri-em Pro-ta-sye-v, who was summoned by the Great Prince to serve from Mtsensk to Moscow. In addition to Di-mit-ria, in the family they had sons Ge-ra-sim and Flor and daughter Ksenia.

Di-mit-riy was by nature a quiet, meek and most profound child, but for some reason he played little with his peers. no way and stayed away from them. When he was about to learn the arts, he showed a rare skill. What he enjoys most is reading spiritual books and going to the temple of God. Diligently presenting the church, Di-mitriy with all his soul from the beautiful God-serving songs; from his early years, he was inevitably attracted to the image of Christian perfection. He read in spiritual books that people with a perfect life - from - a little - They worry about their body and for some reason they can’t wash in the bathhouse. It was enough for a little child to leave the ancient Russian custom, and no one could persuade him take care of washing your body in the bathhouse. One great lady, in the presence of Di-mit-ria, read the life of Si-meo-on the Pillar, where it is said that the saint from -the hall from the co-lo-dez-no-bucket with a hair-rope and surrounded it with it, and put a hair-sweet robe on top in order to forgive your sinful flesh. The life-story deeply shook my soul from the call of the ro-ka, and the future mover decided according to me -re-strength to support the suffering and patience of the holy Si-meon. Having seen Tru-be-zha near the bank of the river, tied up a large boat with a cargo of Tver merchants, Di-mitriy from -cut the hair-rope from her and, unnoticed by others, wrapped it around himself. The reverence begins to eat into his body little by little and cause pain; Dimitri began to grow weak, ate and drank little, slept poorly, his face became dull and pale, with difficulty he walked to school. te-lya and through the power of gra-mo-toy. But as the donkey's body moved, his spirit became inspired - he clung to his own more and more strongly. I turn my thoughts to God and even more ardently I pray for secret prayer. One day his sister, the girl Ksenia, walked past the sleeping Di-mitriy, feeling evil and lightly touched her brother. I heard a painful groan... Ksenia, with deep sorrow, looked at Di-mit-riy, saw him Stra-da-niya and quickly ran to ma-te-ri to inform her about her brother’s illness. The mother immediately rushed to her son, opened his clothes and saw that the rope had dug into his body; the body began to rot and emit a stench, and worms were noticed in the wounds. At the sight of Fek’s son’s suffering, he za-ry-da-la bitterly and immediately called her husband so that he too could be a witness about -is-works. Amazed parents began to ask Dimitri: why did he subject himself to such severe suffering? Yam? Father, wanting to hide his feat, replied: “I did this out of ignorance, forgive me!”

The father and mother, with tears in their eyes and reproaches on their lips, began to tear away the tears from their son's body, but Dimitri humbled himself. Ren-no begged them not to do this and said: “Leave me, dear ro-di-te-li, give me some relief.” give for my sins." “But what are your sins, so young?” - the father asked his mother and went on about his business. In a few days, with all the sorrows and pains, with profuse bleeding, the -de-le-na from the body, and Di-mitri began to recover from his wounds.

When the boy learned gram-mo-those, it was from him - for the purpose of further education and assimilation of good things customs - to the relatives of Kon-stan-ti-na and Fek-ly Jonah, abbot of Nikit-sko-mon-sta-rya near Per-re -I-s-love-la. This Jonah, just like the birth of Di-mit-riya, came from Mtsensk together with the above-named warrior -nom Gri-go-ri-em Pro-ta-sye-vym. He was a very kind-ro-de-tel-no-go and bo-go-bo-language-nen-no-go, so he himself was great Prince John III often called the abbot to him and talked with him about the benefit of his soul. Jonah's example, it is clear, had a very strong effect on the impressionable soul of Dimitri and more and more -awakened him to take the path of his life. He listened greedily to the stories about the movements of goodness and the strongest of all -ra-satisfied with an equally-an-gel-living and great-ki-mi work-da-mi pre-like-no-go Pa-f-nu-tia, Igu-me-on Bo-rov-sko-go-na-sta-rya. Slava Pa-f-nu-tiya was not-ra-zi-mo attracted to him from-ro-ka: he was always thinking about how to get away with everything from the world, to go under the leadership of Bo-rov’s yoke, to follow in his footsteps and to receive a haircut from him. tion in a foreign way. But the aspirations of Di-mit-riya were not to be fulfilled during the life of Pa-f-nu-tiya.

After the death of Bo-rov's abbot on May 1, 1477, Dimitri consecrated his brother Ge-ra-si-ma to his thoughts: they remained -were the house, relatives and secretly removed from Per-re-ya-from-lav-la-Za-forest to Bo-rovsk, to the glorious monastery Move no. Here both brothers were married into the monastery: Di-mit-ri received the name Da-ni-i-la and was given under cha-lo to the elder Lev-kiy, known for his God-pleasing life. Under the leadership of Lev-kiya Da-ni-il spent ten years and learned the strictures of modern life: how to - understanding of foreign rules, humility and wisdom and complete obedience, so that one does not begin without co-operation -niya old-tsa no-do-la. But the old man continued to live a solitary and silent life: he came out of Pa-f-nu-tye-va mo-na-sta-rya and founded empty, got the name Lev-ki-e-howl. After the removal of his old man, Da-ni-il stayed in Pa-f-nu-ty-vom mo-na-sty-re for two years: he left - with all the ardor of a young soul: I spent time in fasting and prayer, before anyone else -I went to the church singing, I sang in my heart, I pleased the whole brotherhood, I kept my soul -new and te-forest cleanliness. Everyone in mo-na-sta-re loved Da-ni-i-la and were surprised how he, younger than others of his age, could so quickly to rise with goodness and pure life above your own means. Pre-klo-not-before-move-mi Yes-n-i-la was so great that you can’t even see it before -no-one pre-possibly Pa-f-nu-tia at the abb-stacy in the Borov-skaya monastery.

Perhaps, escaping from the temptations of the authorities or following the example of his boss Lev-kiya and other glorious monks, Da-ni-il leaves the Pa-f-nu-tye-vu monastery and goes around many mo-na-sta-ri so that to study their good customs and enjoy be-se-da-mi of the famous elders-movers. Finally, he stayed in his native Pere-ya-s-lavl, when his father had already died, and his mother had cut her hair in the mo-na-she- thing with the name Fe-o-do-sii. He sits in the Nikitsky Pe-re-ya-s-lav-monastery, carries the Mar-speak , then re-goes to Goritsky mo-na-styr Pre-pure Bo-go-ro-di-tsy, where his relative was abbot An-to-niy, and diligently carries the prosphora in obedience. Brothers Ge-ra-sim and Flor came to him; the first died in Gorits-kom monastery in the rank of dia-ko-na in 1507, and the second moved to the monastery, which later Da-ni-il founded it, and here he ended his days. Abbot An-to-niy convinced Da-ni-i-la to accept the rank of hiero-mo-na-ha. Placed in a sacred position, the mover dedicated everything to his service: often he spent whole nights without sleep, and during those one year he completed divine quests every day -gii. Da-ni-il’s strict life-pleasing life and tireless labor attracted general attention to himself: not only to mo-na-hi, but also worldly people, from bo-yars to pro-sto-lu-di-novs, came to him and is-po-ve-do-va -whether your sins. As a skillful doctor, the most excellent pro-li-va-et on mental ulcers is a healing balm according to -knits them with the Divine-mind and guides sinners onto the path of a healthy, God- pleasing to life.

When, by chance, the countries for-ho-di-li in the mo-na-styr, Yes-ni-il invariably according to the God-under-her took them in and picked them up; sometimes you ask: is there someone abandoned on the way, frozen or killed by a gra-bi-te? -mi? Having found out that there are such unsightly people, the very same secret-but-whose-you-got-out-of-the-ob-i-li-whether, pod-bi-ral them and on their shoulders with-but-strength in a sque-del-ni-tsu, which was not far from the abode and called God's house. Here, at God's home, he sent away unknown guests and received them in prayers during the service of li-tur-gy. But not everyone had the same action: a certain Gri-go-riy Iz-edi-nov, the owner of that place , where God's house was, he assigned his servant to him, so that everyone would get into trouble there is no way to take the payment, and without it it would be impossible to get along with anyone.

Once a wanderer came to the Goritsky monastery: no one knew where he came from or what his name was; The stranger didn’t say anything except one word: “Dya-dush-ka.” The Reverend Da-ni-il became very attached to the unknown and often gave him shelter in his cell, when the traveler would be in the monastery. Once upon a time, in the first winter, a mover went to the church to-the-morning and, since the night was dark, half-way -I bumped into something and fell. Thinking that he had a de-re-vo under his feet, the most-like-ho-body moved him away and, to his horror, replaced - he said that this is a dead wanderer, the same one who said one word with all his might: “uncle”; the body was still warm, but the soul left him. Yes, he dressed the dead, sang funeral hymns, took them to God’s house and lay down with other people. who-n-ka-mi. Having started to travel around the country with-ro-to-mouth, the mover was very sad about the fact that he did not know his name, and reproached for some reason the deceased did not feel right in the mo-na-sta-re, near the holy church. And often, even during prayer, the unknown wanderer remembered: everyone wanted to re-re- -do not take the body from the sku-del-ni-tsy to the mo-na-styr, but it was impossible to do this, since it was for-va-le-but those -la-mi other people. After you prayed, the mover often walked out of the cell onto the back porch, from where a row of scuds could be seen on the mountain -face with people's bodies, which arose from the fact that for many years there were a lot of countries here -ni-kov. And more than once I saw a very similar light emanating from the poor, as if from a multitude of flaming candles. Da-ni-il saw this phenomenon and said to himself: “How many of the god-pleasers here are zhi-them? The whole world and we, sinners, are unworthy of them; they are not only despised, but also humiliated; after leaving the world, they are not buried at the holy churches, they are not commemorated for them, but God did not abandon them. eats them, and glorifies them even more. What could be arranged for them?”

And God instilled in him the idea of ​​building a church in the place where the light was visible, and erecting a holy place next to it , so that he serves the Divine li-tur-gies and remembers the souls of the departed, who are in poverty Tsakh, and first of all other unknown countries. The great one thought about this often, and for more than one year, but he didn’t announce his plans to anyone, -saying: “If it pleases God, He will create according to His will.”

Once upon a time, the priest Ni-ki-for, the former abbot of the Nikol-sko-mo-na-sta-rya, came to the movement Bo-lo-te, in Per-re-ya-s-lav-le-Za-les-sky, and said that he had heard a ringing many times in the place where there were -deal-ni-tsy. Sometimes Ni-ki-fo-ru saw that he was moving onto a mountain with scu-del-ni-tsa-mi, and it was all full of pots and other co-courts that would exist in mo-na-styr communities. “I,” said Ni-ki-for, “didn’t pay attention to this vision, considered it as if it were a dream or a dream; but it was constantly in my mind, constantly rushing and ringing from the meager mountain, and so I decided to... give this to your pre-po-do-biy.”

Yes-ni-il answered the guest: “What you saw with the spirit-with-our eyes, God can bring-sti-and into use on By the way, don’t agree with me on this.”

Once upon a time, three mo-na-has went to Moscow from beyond the Volga region on business and stayed with the Pres- ence of Yes -not-and-la as a person, more than other on-god and known-go-ste-pri-em. The mover accepted the travelers as messengers from heaven, treated them to what God had sent, and entered into conversation with them. Countries turned out to be people with experience in spiritual matters, and Da-ni-il thought to himself: “I don’t I didn’t tell him about the light that he saw in the poor people, and about the plan to build a church with them, but these three husband, you see, you are blessed to me by God; Such reasonable people should open their thoughts and, as they resolve my misunderstandings, so be it.” And the mover, one by one, began to talk to the guests about the unknown country, about his death, about his race , that the church didn’t ho-ro-nil him, about the light over the scu-del-ni-tsa-mi and about the desire to build a temple with them for po-mi-no- the ve-niya of the gree-ben-nyh at God's house and before all the un-known countries. With tears in his eyes, Da-ni-il finished his speech to the elders: “My gentlemen! I see that by Divine order you came here to enlighten my badness and resolve my misunderstandings . I ask you for the good-ness of yours: my soul is burning to build a church in the face of poverty, but I don’t know. , is this thought from God? Give me a hand and pray for my lack of worth, so that this thought will leave me, if it is not pleasing to God, or has gone into business, if God is pleased. I myself don’t believe my wish and I’m afraid that it might bring temptation instead of benefit. Tell me how to proceed: what you indicate, I and you will complete with the help of God " Three elders, as if with one mouth, from Da-ni-i-lu: “We don’t dare talk about such a great deed of God.” to steal from ourselves, and re-yes only what we have heard from the spiritual fathers, who are skilled in the good-mind -nom about the judgment of the thoughts, the waves of the souls of the foreigners. If any thought is from God, you should not trust your mind and soon begin to use it fully -nu, both-re-gaying yourself from the is-ku-she-niy lu-ka-vo-go. Although you are not a newbie in action, you have long been faithful to our labors and are honored with the sacrament of the priesthood, however, you too should ask for help from God and entrust your business to Him. The fathers command: if a thought attracts us to do something, at least it seems and is very helpful - we should not put it into use earlier than three years: so that the action is not our wish and so that we do not They trusted in their own will and in no way. So you, too, from Yes-n-i-le, wait three years. If the thought is not from God, your mood unnoticed changes, and the thought that excites you, ma -lo-by-ma-lu will disappear. And if your desire is inspired by the Lord and in agreement with His will, within three years your thought will grow and -burn stronger than fire and will never fail and never forget; day and night it will begin to excite your spirit - and you will know that the thought is from the Lord, and the Almighty will put it into action according to His will. Then it will be possible to build up the holy church little by little, and your work will not be disgraced.”

The mover put the wise words of the elders in his heart, wondering why they indicated to wait exactly three years, and parted with his guests, who had set off on a further journey.

Da-ni-il waited for three years and didn’t tell anyone about the vision of the scu-del-ni-tsa, or about the location of the cart -move the church, not about the co-ve-three deserts, but live. The previous thought did not leave his spirit, but burned like a flame that the wind blows and like an acute heat... Lo, I didn’t give him any peace, day or night. The mover always looked at the place where he was thinking of building a temple, and with a tearful prayer he called for Bo's help. -living and remembering the elders who gave him good advice. And the Lord heeded the prayer of His faithful servant.

Great Prince Va-si-liy had Ioan-no-vi-cha in the vicinity and used the bo-yar -brothers John and Va-si-liy An-dre-evi-chi Che-lyad-ni-ny. But the greatest part of the earth a hundred times flies like smoke, and Che-lya-n-us fall out of favor. It was impossible for them to appear at the court of the prince-in-law, and they went to live with their mother, but -on-mi and children in their here-chi-nu - the village of Per-vya-ti-but in the present-day Rostov district of the Yaro-slav-government, in 34 versts from Pe-re-ya-s-lav-la-Za-forest. The disgraced bo-yars tried their best to return the blessings of the great prince to themselves, but their efforts were is it wrong? That's when the people remembered about the Lord Da-ni-i-le and decided to ask him for prayers in order to quench the anger of the -zhav-no-go-dy-ki. They sent a servant to Goritsy mo-na with a diploma, in which they pro-si-li-move-to-serve mo-le-ben in sorrows For-step-no-tse - God-zhi-ey Ma-te-ri and lead-to-the-miracle-creator Ni-to-bark, sanctified drink water and perform a tour for the royal health. In addition, bo-yare pro-si-li Da-ni-i-la, so that he secretly from everyone, even from ar-hi-mand-ri-ta mo-na-sty -rya, settled them in Per-vyatin and brought them prosphora with holy water. The mover did everything he was asked about, and, according to his custom, went on foot to Che-lyad. When Da-ni-il approached Per-vy-ti-nu, he rang for mass; Bo-yar John and Vasiliy with their mother went and the church to the Divine Li-tur-gy. Having seen the put-ni-ka-mo-na-ha in the distance, Bo-Yar immediately decided that it was Da-ni-il, and quickly went to meet him. I wonder if you received a blessing from him and treated him like good news from another world. The hell-you and the guest went to the church. When the tur-giya began, the sun arrived from Moscow from the great prince Va-si-lia: disgrace with bo-yar took off, and they were told to go to work in Moscow as soon as possible. The happiness that you have fallen to their lot, What-you-have-not-explained-to-yourself-with-the-power of Yes-no-prayer-s, has fallen- moving to his feet and saying: “How we repay you, father, for your prayers.” Did the Lord abundantly soften the royal heart with love and show mercy on us, His servant?”

After lunch, they invited Da-ni-i-lu to eat with him and surrounded him with everything. But the mover considered all glory and honor on earth to be vanity, and for some reason he said to the Bo-Yars: “I am the worst I am the most sinful of all people, and why do you honor me? Most of all, respect God, keep Him for your guidance and do what is pleasing before His eyes; Cleanse your souls according to me, do no harm to anyone, have love with everyone, create lie down and serve the prince with faith and truth. So about happiness in this temporary life, and in the future there will be endless peace.”

After this, the most venerable one said to Che-lya-ni-nym: “There is a mo-na-sta-rya near Go-rits-ko-go, where from a long time ago the bodies of Christians, who died a vain death, would never be above any -mi-no-ven-nyh services, you don’t know anything about their honoring of particles, they don’t bring la-da-well and candles for them. You should strive so that, in times of poverty, the Church of God will be erected for the future. niya necha-yan-but departed Christians.”

Bo-yarin Va-si-liy answered: “Father Yes-n-i-le! It's not yours to worry about this wonderful thing. If you pray for God's goodness so that we can see the royal eyes, I will implore the holy mit-ro -yes, and he will give you a letter for the liberation of that church from all sorts of things.”

Yes-ni-il said to this: “It’s a great thing - the b-word and gra-mo-ta of the holy mit-ro-po-li -ta. But if that church is not protected in the royal name, then we will be left behind; and she will be well-served and the kingdom of the Tsar and the great Prince, I believe, this will not make her sad in the world. ki."

Who-y-y-y-y from-ve-ti-li-li-ku: “It’s worth it and it’s right not to know the pain of the place that’s take something in the po-pe-che-nie sa-mim tsa-rem. Since you want this, it’s paradise to be in Moscow, and we, if the Lord wills us, will be in our previous ranks (Va-si-liy with -there was a butler, and Ivan - to-ny-shim), we present you to you yourself, and he will fulfill your wish- nie".

After this conversation, the most venerable Da-ni-il returned to the monastery, and Che-lyad-ni-ny left to Moscow and received their previous titles. With the blessing of Gorits-ko ar-hi-mand-ri-ta, Is-a-ii did not hesitate to go to Moscow and Da-ni-il. They brought him to Prince Vasiliy and told him about the move- ment There’s no way to build a church in God’s home. The Great Prince praised the zeal of Da-ni-i-la, decided that he should be at the meager church, and at-ka- let the hall move the gram. According to this royal gram, no one should have entered the place with poor business, and served the church, which then paradise will be built, they should not for-see the network from anyone except Da-ni-i-la. The Great Prince gave mercy for the construction of the temple and sent Da-ni-i-la for the blessing to the mit -ro-li-to-Moscow-Si-mo-nu. Together with the Reverend, we went to the mit-ro-po-li-tu according to the royal order and Che-lyad-ni-ny, ras-sk- did you sanctify the deed and give him the royal will to build a church in Pere-ya-s-lav- le over sku-del-ni-tsa-mi. The mit-ro-po-lit on-be-se-do-val with the pre-po-dob-nom, blessedly told him to build a church and ordered him to write for him the temple-built gram.

Bo-yar Che-lyad-ni-ny brought Da-ni-i-la to his house, and he talked with them about the benefits of souls -Noah. Their mother Var-va-ra attentively listened to the movement's speeches and asked him to show her the most faithful the path to gain from sins. The Reverend told her: “If you care about your soul, wash away your sins with her tears and sweetness, consume them with the truth in any way, and then you will receive not only the remission of sins, but also eternity a blissful life, you will become a partaker of the Heavenly Kingdom; and you don’t save just your soul, but you also serve many for the benefit, and you can help your family with prayers.” .

Var-va-ra asked with tears in her eyes: “What do you tell me to do?” Yes-ni-il replied: “Christ said in the Holy Gospel: if anyone does not count from all that he has, he cannot -maybe be My student; whoever does not take up his cross and follow Me is not worthy of Me (); if anyone leaves his father and mother, or his wife, or his children, or his village and property named after My father, he will a hundredfold and then lives forever (). So you, madam, listen to the words of the Lord under them, take His yoke upon yourself, without bearing His cross: it is not hard for His sake to remain build a house and children, and all the delights of the world. If you want to live a sad life, put on your clothes, die after all the wisdom Give up the flesh, live in the spirit for God, and you will reign with Him forever.”

Convinced speech moved and shook the bo-yary’s soul, and Var-va-ra soon cut her hair in a foreign image with the name Var-so-no-fi. In her distant life, the no-na-re-chen mo-na-hi-nya began to sacredly guard for-you do-no-go Yes-no-and-la: she prayed incessantly, kept food and drink, diligently -This is the temple of God, I had an immeasurable love for everyone and created de-la mi-lo-ser-dia. Although her clothes weren’t bad, they were often covered with dust, and she didn’t change them whole go-da-mi: only on Easter the new ones are on-de-va-la, and the old ones are beggars from-da-va-la. After the departure of the pre-po-do-no-go in Pe-re-ya-s-lavl Var-so-no-fiya was grieved that she had lost the leader, on- becoming spiritual in life. And when he went to Moscow on business, Var-so-no-fia invariably called him to her and to I filled my soul with the wise words of the old man. Together with her, we listened to the be-se-dy Yes-ni-i-la her do-che-ri and her daughter-in-law and say-in-that old-time: “ Never and nowhere have we felt the same bliss as in your cell during this time Yes-ni-i-la."

Upon arrival in Pe-re-i-s-lavl, the pre-reputable one from Gorits-koy obi-te went every day to the school -in the morning, at noon and in the evening, in order to choose the most convenient place for the construction of the temple. God, the house was not far from the villages, it was convenient for plowing, but no one had ever plowed and did not sow on it. The place is so lonely, it grew up with a mighty great one and a yago-di-whose: The mind of God, you see, kept him from the world. heavenly hands for the honor of monks and for the glorification of the name of God, about which the Reverend Da-ni-il tried so hard.

Once, when the hermit retired to God's house, he saw a woman who was bro-di-la in the best possible way -ku and cried bitterly. Wanting to give the grieving word of consolation, the mover came to her. The woman asked what his name was. “Sinful Da-ni-il,” he replied with his usual humility.

“I see,” a stranger told him, “that you are a servant of God; don’t complain if I reveal to you one amazing phenomenon. My house in this city (that is, Pe-re-ya-s-lav-la) is not far from the sku-del-nits. At night we do the work to pay for food and clothing. More than once, looking out of the window at this place, I saw an unusual light on it at night and, as it were, a row of hot burning candles. A deep thought fell on me, and I can’t shake the thought that these people died with this vision my relatives give me fear and demand for themselves. I have a good father and mother, children and relatives, and I don’t know what to do. I would willingly make a memorial for them, but there is no church in God’s house and there is nowhere to order a funeral service for the deceased. In you, father, I see the sending of God: For the Lord’s sake, arrange for the care of my relatives on this place according to your understanding.”

You're a woman because of a pa-zu-hi pla-tok, in which there was a hundred silver coins, and from -give some money to the old man so that he can put up a cross or an icon in the mess or arrange something else in his own way -la-nyu. The mover realized that God was thinking about the matter about which he had been thinking for so long and so much -small, and gave praise to the Lord.

Another time, the old man met a sad and angry man at God’s house, who said that he is a fisherman. “By your appearance,” he turned to Da-ni-i-lu, “I see that you are a true servant of God, and I want I’ll explain to you why I’m wandering in these places. Getting up before dawn, we have the custom of going fishing: and more than once I saw from the lake, as if on God - the house was approaching - an incomprehensible light became. I think that these are my relatives and relatives, buried in misery, demanding for shower with your own. And I’ve never had the chance to remember them until now, partly due to poverty, partly because of God -the house didn't build a church. I ask you, father, to give birth to my-them and pray for them in this place, so that my soul may calm down and this vision no longer worries me.” Having finished his speech, the fisherman handed Da-ni-i-lu a hundred silver coins, which the mover accepted as a gift from God for his holy -that's the matter of building a church.

For the third time, the old man, walking around God’s house, met about -he came close to Da-ni-i-lu and said: “Bla-say-me, from-what, say your name and open-for-why.” do you walk here? The old man announced his name and noticed that he was walking here, speaking of despondency. Po-la-nin continued: “From your appearance and words, I can guess that you are a god-like man.” and, if you ask, I’ll tell you about one thing.”

“Speak, servant of God,” answered Da-ni-il, “so that we too may benefit from your words.”

“Why,” said the se-la-nin, “we always want to go to Pe-re-ya-s-lavl to bargain with different It’s fruitful and lively around this place, and we’re in a hurry to get to the city early, long before the dawn. More than once I saw an unusual light in God's house, heard a noise as if from someone singing, and horror fell upon me at about these places. Remembering that many of our relatives were living in poverty, I thought: they were probably the ones who they are po-mi-no-ve-niya. But I don’t know what to do: in this deserted place there is neither a church nor living people. Father, pray for me, so that the Lord will save me from the frightening vision, and help me to -in this place, how God will make you wise.”

With these words, se-la-nin also gave the old man a hundred silver coins. Yes-ni-il, with tears in his eyes, gave praise to the Lord God, that He, through three people, sent him three-hundred silver-re-ni- kov, and began to build a church over the sku-del-ni-tsa-mi.

First of all, it was necessary to decide in whose name the temple should be built. Many people agreed with their comrades for this, but more than others liked the thought of Gorits. who is sacred to Tri-fon-na (later called str-zhen-no-go in mo-na-hi with the name Ti-ho-na); he said as he moved: “A church should be erected in God’s house in the name of All Saints, from all eternity pleasing to God.” shih, because you want to create a memory of the souls of all the many people who are in misery; if among the departed there are those who please God, then they too will honor the dream of all the saints and will intercede -mi and by-kro-vi-te-la-mi of the temple of God.”

The mover, who did not like to trust his own intelligence, willingly followed the blessing to the co-ve-tu of Tri-fo-na and added from himself: “Yes, and that unknown wanderer who told me: “Da “Dyush-ka,” if he is truly a saint of God, he will be called upon in prayers with all the saints. But he is the main culprit of the fact that I began to think about building a church: since I put him in boredom. business, unusually-veno-once, I had the desire to create a temple at God’s house.” The Lord decided to build just one church over the scu-del-ni-tsa and call a white priest to it -ka s po-no-ma-rem.

From the right-hand side to the Tru-bezh river (where there are a lot of rafts) in order to obtain logs for the church, Yes-ni-il met with the very old merchant Fe-o-dor, who was transferred from Nov-go-ro-da to Per-re- I-s-lavl under the Great Prince John III in 1488. Having accepted the blessing from the movement, the merchant asked: “For what need, why, did you buy it?” are you eating these logs? - “I mean, if the Lord wishes, to erect a church in God’s home.” - “Will there be mo-na-stir there?” - “No, there will be one church and with it a white priest with a po-no-ma-rem.” - “It should be possible to be at that place; and me, from-the-blah-s-word-vi ku-drink bre-venets, to set up a cell-li-ku in God’s house, there’s- get your hair cut at the mo-sh-st and spend the rest of your days.”

Fe-o-dor really was then married with the name Fe-o-do-siya and diligently bore all the burdens of other people. life And many other city-dwellers and villagers, merchants, re-mes-len-ni-ki and land-dealers in the construction-and-li-se -following the example of Fe-o-do-ra kel-liy and with the b-slo-ve-niya Da-ni-i-la pri-nya-li on the haircut. So, with the help of God, a whole monastery arose over the scu-del-ni-tsa in the summer of the birth of Christ 1508 -e. When the church in the name of All Saints was at the windows, for its consecration (July 15) from the city of Per-re-ya-s-lav-la and In the surrounding villages, a lot of priests and all the worldly people met with candles, la-da-no and mi-lo- shame, and there was great joy that a holy monastery was being built in an empty place. Together with the temple in the name of All Saints, a meal was set up with the church in the name of the Praise of the Most Holy God. ro-di-tsy. Yes-ni-il took the abbot, called two priests, dia-ko-na, no-ma-rya and prosphora, and na-cha -the every-day accomplishment of the Divine Li-tur-gy. Behind the movement of the church, the saints and miraculous letters were stolen; icons of good work were also erected on the Mo-na-Styr gates; we would have had books and other God-serving utensils. At every little thing Da-ni-il stood tall crosses, and at the foot of them there were often a hundred Xia pa-ni-hi-dy with all the servants of the brotherhood. When, from long years, from the vet-sha-la the cage over the sku-del-ni-tsa-mi, where on-la-ga-li the deceased before their death on earth and where is it possible to shelter people without homes, - it turns out that there is no money for the construction of a new one. The most kindly one turned to the saintly Tri-fo-nu: “You have a crate for your life, my mouth.” - give it to me.” Tri-fon, thinking that the mover wanted to piss bread, gave up the cage to Da-ni-i-lu, and the old man stood it over the scud-del-ni -this one instead of the old one. Quite a bit of di-vil-xia Tri-fon's lack of pre-excellence and his boundless care-for-the-reliance e-nii countries and burying the dead.

The venerable one, living in the Gorits-koi monastery, went to the monastery every day, arranged for them: visited the yoke -me and the brethren and taught them to preserve the sacred rite of the Mon-Styr and to decorate themselves with goodness. Yes, a good example for new-called foreigners, Da-ni-il built cells for the brethren with his own hands and ras-pa-hi-val is a small place in the vicinity of the mo-na-sty-rem. Without villages and estates, these foreigners would remain, condescending to themselves about the ru-co-de-liem, some who knew, but used no love from Christ's people. But there were a lot of people who weren’t averse to roaming around and living - about her work. Not far from the establishment of Yes-no-lo-mo-on-sta-rya there was a village of Vor-gu-sha, which is in control of Is the German native John with his wife Na-ta-li-ey. Na-ta-lia, a woman who is sw-re-paying and shameless, together with Gri-go-ri-y Iz-uni-feeling strong enmity towards the pre-dignity and began to reproach him: “On our land,” they said, “they mo-na-styr and spreads across the land and wants to seize our lands and villages, which are close to the They’re going to the mo-na-sty-ryu.”

Na-ta-lia, galloping on a horse, together with the servants, armed with stakes, from-go-nya-la Da-ni-i- La with labor from the plowing and not allowing them to go out of the monastery to the field work. The most kindly meek one endured scolding and reproaches, consoled the brethren and prayed to God to soften the hearts of those who were hostile to us. -we're ashamed, Na-talia and Gri-go-ri were exhorted not to offend the brethren and not to be angry at the new arrangement -my monastery. Over time, meekness was overcome by fury: they came to their senses, ask the old man for forgiveness and never be at enmity with him again.

There was not always peace in the monastery, which was viewed with boundless love and built on its own. il pre-po-dob-ny. Some of the brethren murmured at Da-ni-i-la, saying: “We expected that you built a monastery, having collected up to -freedom of property, and now we have to dress and eat like a pa-lo; We don’t know what to decide: go back into the world, or are you thinking about us somehow?”

The great one consoled the ro-pot-ni-kov: “God, by His inconceivable providence, arranges everything for the benefit of people; be patient a little: the Lord will not leave this place and will keep you alive, it is not by my will that he arranged it here out of spite, but according to the will of God. What can I do? How can I care about you? The sweet-gray Lord can arrange everything both during my life and after my death.”

What Da-ni-i-la had in his possession, he immediately distributed the complaints to the people and calmed their dissatisfaction. But these stings would fill his soul with grief and with me: he already wanted to stop the further arrangement -living and retiring to Pa-f-nu-tyev mo-na-styr.

“It’s not according to my wishes,” the mover said sadly, “the mo-to-waste began to be built: in my mind and in my thoughts it’s- it didn’t happen; I wanted one thing - to erect a church and entrust it to the Providence of the Lord and the Tsar's order, and I can rest from my work and indulge in a silent life. By God's will this matter began, and I will leave it to her: as the Lord pleases, so let it be! If I myself had thought of building a monastery, I would have lived in it; and I live under the na-cha-lom of Gorits-ko-ar-hi-mand-ri-ta and am not with-standing to shepherd-rem-but-in-with-bra-no-go-sta- Yes".

His mother found out about the idea of ​​leaving the matter for the construction of the abode and began to urge him son: “What a benefit, my child, that you want to leave the structure as it is, to sadden the brethren of the community, to break off my union with her and upset me, who is close to death. Don’t think about it at all, worry about your mo-na-st, as much as you have the strength, but the sorrows that you will face. be on your side, come with blessings, and the Lord will not leave you with your abundance. And when God takes me from this life, you and my sinful body will put it in your monastery.”

At the same time, the mother gave Da-ni-i-lu a hundred silver coins and a lot of which she ordered to cover herself during the funeral. be-nii. Little by little, poverty may have begun to decrease, but the number of brothers has increased. The great one often visited the brethren of the mo-na-sta-rya and taught them to pay attention to their own soul -she; The rule for the church and cell is not difficult, but he didn’t let anyone get lazy.

Among the foreigners there were then simple people, most of them from the villages; There was also one brother who walked between them, who strongly wanted to tell Yes-no-and-lu a miraculous phenomenon , but due to its simple nature, I couldn’t decide. The mover understood his brother’s intentions and asked him: “What business do you have with me? Don’t be ashamed, tell me, brother.” The pro-steer answered: “I don’t dare, sir, lest the brethren call me slander.” The Reverend told him: “Don’t be afraid, child, I won’t tell anyone what you tell me.” That’s when the brother began his speech: “Why, why, there’s no place here, since he’s growing yours to the point.” tion, and I think there will be great damage to you and I am afraid that he does not take care of the church’s property -stva. One day I didn’t sleep at night, I looked out the window from my cell at the mine and saw a big fire: thinking that it was starting to get hot, I was horrified. But, looking around, I noticed that there was a church, and a countless number of candles were burning in it: they were stuck -le-ny to the walls from one side and from the other, from the inside and outside, and even on the floor -not-us with them. In the same way, everything from inside and outside, on both sides, was surrounded by candles, and I can't help but have a lot of fires. I haven’t seen it myself, but the church keys are usually kept with him; he is in charge of all the candles and, besides him, who can arrange this when there are no people, no church singing? Why, you forbid him to do this, but don’t tell me about it.” Da-ni-il answered his brother: “If you had been in laziness and slept, you would not have been pleased to see such a thing.” th miraculous phenomenon. And henceforth, brother, do the same, always practice prayer, and you will see more of this, and I will improve “I won’t give you too.”

Yes-no-il, the brother-in-the-spirit-with-his-words and went into the cell, and he himself gave tearful blessings. It is the Lord’s blessing that He opened the pro-ste-tsu, for his sake he moved, for the blessing of light, illumined the soul of the righteous lords, who rested in the newly created abode.

Da-ni-i-lu and the monk Is-a-iya, who was once a saint in the world, spoke about the same si-i-nii. no one, lame on one leg. “Once upon a time, I didn’t sleep at night, because I drank myself (and he said this pretending to hide his spirit) nyy on-movement) and left the cell in the se-ni to cool off, opened the doors to the mo-nastyr and saw from the church an unusual -but-a light that illuminated the entire monastery; the church was from-in-the-re-on, inside and outside it there were a lot of candles and a large number of priests singing and with -top-sha-lo of every-inside the temple and around it, as well as in the school (which was once in the mo -na-sta-re); they washed all the garbage, so that the smell of incense from the full monastery reached me, a sinner.”

Yes-no-il saw such a miraculous phenomenon and blessed the Lord. In the first quarter of the 16th century from the mo-na-sta-rya, os-no-van-no-go pre-like Kirill Be-lo-zersky , in Da-ni-lov the priest Tikhon arrived, a native of the re-I-s-la-vets, formerly a priest com at the church of St. Vladimir, and later the episcopal city of Kolomny. While living in the Da-ni-lo-voy abode, Tikhon began to establish in the brethren the rule of the church and ce-ley according to -me-ru of great movers from beyond the Volga monasteries. Some of the brethren follow new customs, others, partly due to old age, partly from simple -child, couldn’t you submit yourself to them and obey them to the best of your ability. Tikhon demanded that the rule be completed before his eyes: whoever could not do something like the clones, then before-pi-sy-va-lo-lo-live a hundred or more; whoever was not able to do the full thirty was able to do three hundred. The weak of the brethren were depressed, not knowing what to do, and with tears they turned to Da-ni-i-lu, so that he would bring him out of his bitterness in the same way. The great one praised the new introduction of Ti-ho-n and did not order to grumble against him. “Whoever completes these tasks without objections receives great benefit to his soul.” . And Ti-ho-well said: “Strict rules should be imposed on strong people, according to the commandments, but on the weak and not when accustomed to excessive work, present weaker requirements. The brothers of this obi-te are from old villagers and are not used to the movements of modern foreigners. Having spent their whole lives in simple customs and having entered the mo-na-hi with over-lom-len-ny-si-la-mi, they cannot lead themselves as experienced movers: their good intentions, heart-breathing, fasting and prayers in front of with the help of God they will replace the movements of the mon-on-khovs, who are known to be strict with the heavy foreign lips -vov."

Soon after this, Tikhon went to Chu-dov mo-na-styr in Moscow.

When Gorits-ky ar-hi-mand-rit Is-a-iya grew tired, and he was unable to manage the mo-na-sty-rem, he left the ar -hi-mand-rit-stvo and retired to the place of his own haircut - in Pa-f-nu-tyev mo-na-styr. The brethren began to pray to the Lord Da-ni-i-la so that he would take over the leadership of the community, so how he was pleasing to everyone and yet to have him as your shepherd and mentor. But it was in vain that we asked the brethren: the Reverend did not agree to accept leadership over the monastery. That's when the embassy was sent to Moscow to the Che-lyad-ni-nym, who invited the pre-presence to themselves -is it possible and easy for him to accept the ar-hi-mand-rit-stvo in the Gorits-koy abode, close to the heart of the called-called gods- yar. You need something that you didn’t want in your soul, Yes-ni-il said to the god-damn: “Let it be known to you, that although you will do me an ar-hi-mand-ri-tom, I will not remain in this position until the end.”

When Da-ni-il in the rank of ar-hi-mand-ri-ta appeared to the Goritsa brethren, he was received with extraordinary I am like An-ge-la of God. Entering the church and completing the mo-le-ben, the most kindly addressed those present: “Government my, fathers and brothers, according to the goodness of God and your wish, I am the worst and most sinful of all people -dey, became yours-by-anyone; If it pleases your love, I will offer you some teaching.”

The brothers bowed to the boss, showing their readiness to listen to him and obey him. The great one continued: “If that’s how you want to do it, you will be the true servants of God.” and hereafter eternal life. You know, my gentlemen, how many years of my wanderings on earth you took care of me in this abode and in no way -where you didn’t upset me with anything, but had agreement with me in everything, even though I wasn’t your boss. Now I beg you and advise you: change your old custom with which you have become accustomed, since with it it is impossible There’s no need to be in obi-te-chi-nu and by-the-wu.”

The brethren, as one person, asked: “What do you want us to do?” Yes-ni-il replied: “I know that you are used to leaving the mo-no-monastery without the b-word-of-the-station.” thee to the markets and to the houses of the mi-ryans; there you pi-ru-e-those, about-in-di-those nights, and sometimes for many days, and not for long when you come to mo-na-styr . And you, brethren, without our blessing, would never leave the monastery, for any reason -do-no-sti, in worldly houses, don’t feel it; Avoid drunkenness and appear in church at the beginning of all services. You have a ba-nya in every cell, but foreigners should not shamelessly press on and wash and do what is pleasing to the flesh ; immediately ra-zo-ri-te ba-ni and live-vi-te in my own way. I noticed among you: whenever there are holidays or commemorations for relatives or celebrations, As you know, you call your relatives and friends with your wives and children to your cells. In your cells there are men and women with babies and they stay for many days without leaving. I pray to you, brother, that such outrage be left: do not hold feasts in your cells : not only don’t leave women at your place for the night, but don’t let them into their cells at all, even if they were close relatives. Your cells are large, with high rises and ladders, like those of nobles and chiefs, and not like mine -on-styr-skih on-villages; and you, brethren, re-build your cells according to a different kind of media.”

The brethren promised to fulfill all the requirements of the pre-excellent: although it was difficult for them to part with the elders -in Russian custom, one-on-one decided to ra-zo-rit ba-ni; no matter how hard it seemed to remove family and friends from yourself and stop feasting, one day they listened to movement in this too; It seemed vain and impossible for them to re-build the cells, but they couldn’t re-read the place. Some of the brethren, however, secretly spoke to each other: “We brought all this upon ourselves; we wanted Da-ni-il to be our ar-hi-mand-ri-tom, and didn’t we know that he would work out our customs and po-lo- ultimately lives his own will. He knows our disorder very well and, with God’s help, will not allow the disorder to continue.”

One of the brethren, An-to-niy Su-ro-vets, stood up to Da-ni-i-la more than the others and said with rage: “Raz- you blessed us with peace; now I, too, will be freed from my sin,” and confessed my grave sin in front of everyone.

The most meek and loving reproaches and anger of An-to-niya turned into a lesson for the rest of the brethren: “Him in my opinion we should also help, since this brother was not ashamed of his sin, but before all of you he gave Xia."

An-to-niy was re-married, he came to his senses and spent the rest of his life in abstinence , in a hundred-yang-but-running to co-ve-there and pray-to-you Yes-ni-i-la. The mover began to re-build cells, decorate churches, re-create everything in the monastery -some kind of madness; he brought the brotherhood together and set them on the path of truth, not by force, but by gentleness and spiritual love, to everyone truly an example of pure life and deep humility.

One of the Moscow nobles came to the monastery and saw Da-ni-i-la, who, like a simple worker -mu, I dug a hole for the Mo-na-Styr fence. Bo-yarin asked Da-ni-i-la, is ar-hi-mand-rit home? Yes-ni-il said: “Go to mo-na-styr and there you will find a decent reception and rest, and ar-hi- mand-rit is an unneeded and sinful person.”

Vel-mo-zha po-di-vil-sya reproach-ram against ar-hi-mand-ri-ta and went to the monastery. Yes-ni-il appeared earlier than him, having met the stranger, received him according to his dignity and treated him, and then left him with words-va-mi na-zi-da-niya. The guest was quite pleased with his hard-working and humble-but-wise-movement and went home, blah-go- Yes, God, that the Russian land is not in trouble with its people, with its spirit.

But the bosses and the power of the-go-ti-li-pre-do-no-go Da-ni-i-la: not even a year has passed since they took over the arch-hi -mand-rit-stva, how he left his job and continued to lead a silent life in the same Gorits-kom mo-na-sty- re. The brothers talked about this from-re-che-nii and usi-le-but pro-si-li-to-move-again to take under the na-cha-lo, but that’s all the prayers of the foreigners turned out to be in vain. Instead of Da-ni-i-la, the ar-hi-mand-ri-tom on Go-ri-tsakh became sacred to Jonah from God-yav-len-skogo mo- at a stop in Moscow behind a trade store (on present-day Nikolskaya Street). The new ar-hi-mand-rit very much respected the pre-dob-no-go, protected him from all troubles, often talked with him and used it with-ve-ta-mi. And Da-ni-il often visited the monstrosity he created, cared about it all the time and worked inappropriately -giving hands so that peace and harmony can be established between the brothers.

Many of the nobles came to the great one and waited for him to talk about the benefits of the soul, as well as saints, mo-na-hi and simple people. Is it possible that there was such a sweetheart in the monastery, and some of them became foreigners? -Where and from-whether I can-steal my property. Once in Pe-re-ya-s-lavl the Great Prince Va-si-liy arrived and with his eyes he saw the work of the old man for the pro- Glory to the name of God: the blessing of the sacred, the blessing of the church, the good in a row the mo-na-sta-rya, the simplicity and meekness of the foreigners. The royal guest remained very pleased with the construction of the abode, and felt great respect for the great one; out of love for him, the great prince gave a lot of love to him, and let him go every year into it is bread from the royal granaries. From the arrival of Christ-lovers the monastery began to grow stronger: although it was not a god, it did not tolerate the former there are not enough statistics. There was even an opportunity with the blessing of the mit-ro-po-li-ta of all Russia Var-la-a-ma (between 1511 and 1521. ) erect a new bla-go-stucco church, and move the old one to Goritsky mo-na-styr in the place of a burnt-down building neck. In addition, a new temple was built, very large in appearance, with two roofs: an expanded one and a good cells have been built. His disciple Ge-ra-sim, born in Per-re-ya-s-la-vets, helped a lot in the matter of setting up the pre-re-e-s-la-vets , pro-mys-lom sa-pozh-nick. When the ascetic lived in Gorits-koi obi-te-li, Ge-ra-sim was with him in one of his cells, listening to no one, then both walked a lot of mo-na-sty-rays and wanted to get a haircut in one of them, but he couldn’t accept a haircut from Da-ni-i-la. Ge-ra-sim came to the venerable one, got his hair cut, learned the arts and was very useful in a powerful way -who helped him in all sorts of deeds and references, so that even Grand Duke Vasiliy knew about him. This Ge-ra-sim († 1554; commemorated May 1/14) later founded a large mo-to-monastery 20 versts from Do-ro-go-bu- lady (in the present-day Smolensk province) in Bol-din and several small ones in the present-day Orlovsk province and in the same Smo-lenskoy.

Brother of the great prince Va-si-lia Di-mit-riy Ioan-no-vich Ug-litsky on the way from Ug-li-cha to Moscow and return but he always went to Da-ni-lov-mo-na-styr, loved the news of soul-she-loving conversations with I often give him a mo-na-sta-ryu mi-lo-sty-nu. Thanks to the old man for his work for the glory of God, the prince said: “Everything is for the people.” we are brought to the end by God. How many times have I driven through this place and always seen it empty and abandoned by everyone, now in my very mouth “For a while it was full of beauty and bliss!”

Prince Dimitri had a strong attachment to the monastery and began to look for ways to meet with very well, so Da-ni-il came to Ug-lich on foot many times. The prince's love for the new abode was reflected in the fact that he begged his brother to give her the whole village of Bu for the repose of his soul -dov-skoe.

The Great Prince for the second time visited the pre-excellent in his monastery, osmated new churches, ra-do -to increase the brethren and give out double alms and auxiliary bread. After Da-ni-il had lived in Gorits-kom for about 30 years, the Grand Duke arrived in Per-re-i-s-love. Standing behind the party in Go-ri-tsy, the der-sama heard that on the Job, and said to the pre-presence: “From this time, go to live in your monastery and tell them to go to the ec-te-ni- yah yourself; arrange a community of living in your home, and don’t be sad about what’s needed for it: I’m concerned about it.”

According to this princely rule, a common life was arranged in Da-ni-lo-ve mo-na-sty-re. For the fourth time, the Great Prince Va-si-liy and his wife Elena visited the monastery of the Pre-precious Yes-no-and- la in 1528 on the way to the mo-na-styr Ki-ril-lo-Be-lo-zer-sky and to other holy places to pray for da-ro -Wa-nii to follow him. Arriving in Pe-re-ya-s-lavl, the great prince showed more love for the movement than before, his brother said ski-bread with kvass, he planted it next to him and, according to his wishes, saved someone from death -those crimes. In memory of his presence in the abode, the great prince ordered to erect a stone church in the name of St. that Tro-i-tsy, and the stone-he-rai Gorits-koy church and temple of Nik-ki-you Chu-do-creator said Yes-ni-i-lu transport it to your mo-na-stair. But the Tro-it-kaya church with the de-lom of Ioan-na was established after the death of Va-si-liy, in the right -name of his little-year-old son John IV, at the mit-ro-po-li-those Da-ni-i-le. Together with the named church, you built a refectory in honor of the Praise of the Most Holy God -ro-di-tsy with a de-de-lom in the name of All Saints, and under it are various pa-la-you, necessary for mo-na-styr-go ob-ho-da. One of the monks, Mark, said to the pre-additionally: “There are a lot of things, for some need of everything.” This?" Da-ni-il replied: “If God pleases, these buildings will not turn out to be a waste of us. Believe me, brother Mark, although I am a sinner and will be away from you in body, I will never be separated from you in spirit , and the blessing of God will abide in this place.”

The Lord God apparently did not abandon the holy monastery with His power. A great famine came all the way, and it didn’t miss the Cross-forest. At the market there was no bread or grain, but Da-ni-i-la in the mo-na-sty-re lived up to 70 with too many people of the brethren, except for the laymen. She lived less and less. The senior farmer, named Philo-fey, a good monk, lost heart and said: “Mr. go to the granaries and see how little flour remains: we won’t have enough of it for more than a week, but until the next day harvest for more than 7 months.”

The mover came to the villager and saw that the flour was about 15 quarters, as the bread-man had told him. A wretched widow appeared, who, with her children, was threatening starvation, and bemoaned her and her family's torment on food. ta-nie. Yes-n-il filled her bag with flour, prayed to God, blessed the rest of the flour and solemnly -but he said to ke-la-ryu: “Don’t ruin our world, don’t offend the hungry people who will come.” go to the monastery for help, don’t let anyone leave without asking, and the Lord will protect us in every way -le Yours.” At the time of the old man, the saints were used: everyone was welcome and free, but the rest was torment enough to feed foreigners, simple people, the beggars and the hungry, who came for help -no-no. And those who lived in the Mo-na-Styr village drank the same leftover flour until the new bread ripened and stopped eating -lod. Only half a month before the new harvest, they heard about the shortage of bread in Yes-no-we-can-stay- re chri-hundred-love-bi-vye vel-mozhi Fe-o-dor Shap-kin yes Ni-ki-ta Ze-ze-vi-tov and sent 80 quarters of rye to pro-pi-ta-nie of the brotherhood.

Caring for the food of the forest, the most excellent one tried to feed the brethren with spiritual bread. He instructed the monks to perform prayers in churches and cells with fear and not only by day, but also by night. He also demanded that after the evening no one should hold idle discussions, but remain in -speak and in moderation before sleep. When one monk, who appeared at the bread service, after the last ra-vi-la, was forced to join a secret be-se-du with another mo-na-hom, Da-ni-il in the morning immediately sweet-sweeted him: “It’s not necessary, brother, after the evening.” the right-to-ru-shat in the mo-na-sta-re without a word and news once in the cells and in all the services, and in addition, in quietness, think about the soul. This night you were in the bread-bakery. Leave it alone, brother." The new one fell at the feet of the very good one and begged for forgiveness, which he received.

Among the scholars of the movement was Neil, a native of the German countries, who was familiar with the doctors of the world. He lived as a god in the world, but despised his charms, came to Da-ni-i-lu and accepted a haircut at age -lo 40 years old. He eagerly gave in to the foreign movements: he washed the sconces, but poured water and placed it near the cell -everyone, dressed in bad clothes, never left the room, and didn’t even stand near her in his mouth, he drank bread and water, and then every other day and little by little he tried to please everyone. Re-collect in yourself the calmness of the spirit and the wordless obedience, yes, according to the good word. niyu pre-re-probably, placed iron-fellow-believes on himself. Considering himself a sinner more than all people, Neil asked everyone to pray for him and he himself always blessed the Lord, saying: “I realized for myself that Christ, our God, truly loved man, for I, so vile and inhuman, -Whoa, He didn't rise up at the German pre-flattery in the good-right-glorious faith and with -to count among the rank of monks who work for Him.”

This brother always remembered the hour of death and was sad that he would have to give an answer at the Last Judgment and, perhaps, endure eternal mu-ki. Constant thoughts about one death without remembrance about the endless love of God in the world -there was a deep despondency in Nila’s soul, which could easily turn into despair. The Reverend Da-ni-il realized the danger that his brother was in, and hurried to give him a helping hand: “ Whoever wants to escape death, let him believe with all his soul in God and never die,” he taught.

Neil got offended by Da-ni-i-la and exclaimed in frustration: “What is this? I have never heard mockery from your lips, but now I think that you, looking at me, are saying: He who does not want to die will not die forever. All of us, people, are subject to death: don’t you think you’re the only one who can escape it? Stop mocking me.”

The Reverend was not offended when he heard these reproaches, but he even more strongly convinced Ni-la not to give up, to believe in immortality of the soul. Neil faintly fell under consolation, was angry with the old man and cried. That's when the most important one ordered one of those who came to the monastery to appeal to the sufferer, and this one said to Ni-lu: “Why are you complaining about your father? He tells the absolute truth that those who live here, please God, will not see death. The soul of the person rightly separates from the body and transfers into eternal life with the sacred you, whom God has pleased with those who love Him ().”

Under the influence of these words, Neil began to think, fell at the feet of the great one and with a sob exclaimed: “About - For Christ's sake, I sinned greatly against you and argued out of ignorance; Now I fully understand that those who please God do not die. I won’t get under your feet until you forgive me completely.”

The Reverend Da-ni-il consoled the grieving, and Neil, until the end of his days, preserved the clarity of his soul and mind -nie.

One of the monks who lived in Da-ni-lo-vom mo-na-sta-re, from-letting live for the preparation of his brother's kva-sa, except for the usual do-li in two os-mi-ny without permission on-the-sto-I-te-lya-wil-the third to drink It was better. But the kvass turned out to be bitter and tasted like vinegar. Yes, no, he made you a thief and brought out new kvass. When the wort began to be diluted and the usual amount of water was poured in, the mover ordered to bring more water, and so we carried water until there was none left in the well. Yes-no-il ordered to draw water from the mountain pond, and with it it filled the whole mo-na-styr-skaya-su-du. The brethren di-vi-lis and say: “What will it be, and what kind of kvass will come out with such an abundance of water?”

The Most Dear One prayed to God and blessedly said kvass: and his prayer turned a lot of water into -elk in sweet kvass, with a pleasant smell and appearance. And everyone tasted the drink with pleasure, which was not getting old, but seemed to be drinking it invariably new. The same thing happened with food: the simplest dishes were presented through the blessing of the word sweet-ki-mi and lez-ny-mi; and the sick, who drank brotherly kvass with faith, you are well.

Once I was walking around the monastery with my brother-in-law and saw three people, unknown to anyone, at the fence of the Mon-on-Styr-skaya. we are crippled, very sick. Da-ni-il said to one of the monks: “Take these three men to your cell and take care of them; The Lord sent them for our benefit.” They were taken to the mo-na-styr and imprisoned.

And many of the city-dwellers and villagers, knowing Yes-no-love-in-no-love, came to his abode -the ones who were not in control of everything or were barely alive from the bites of animals. Their relatives brought such sick people into the monastery in secret, not having the strength to feed them and look after them. The Reverend welcomed the sufferers to the monastery with joy, cared about them, and the doctors He welcomed them, consoled their souls with words, and supplied them with food and clothing. Some of them, having recovered well, returned home to their relatives, others lived in the abode, and others died -li in it.

Once upon a time, the pre-pre-re-likeable one in a simple s-nyah headed to Moscow with the old mo-na-hom Mi-sa-i-lom (Shu-le-no -vym): the move-nik usa-lived him in a sleigh, like a lord, and he himself walked on foot; He did the same with other brothers when they were his companions. Only very tired, Da-ni-il sat down on the edge of the road, but, having recovered, he walked again. A snow storm arrived and lasted day and night: only with difficulty could one get out of the shelter, and in the far distance No one dared to go. In a rip-vom bu-ri pre-po-dob-no-go you-bro-si-lo from sa-ney, and Mi-sa-i-la sva-li-lo into the ravine. The old monk didn’t know the way, and it was impossible to see anything from the unusually strong storm; he roared, not seeing anything else and not being able to move from his place. All day and night, Mi-sa-il prayed, calling on the Mothers of God, all the saints and the Most Holy Ones for help. -no-and-la and every minute-but expecting death. In the morning the storm died down, by chance Mi-sa-il began to find the way and reached the village of Svat-ko-va, where the other one arrived a little -earlier and more-likely with great work. The elders brought the blessing of the Lord, who were saved from death, and everyone, seeing them, marveled and thank God.

Once upon a time, a well-known priest from Moscow was walking from Moscow to his city, and with him was two co-servants, the Rostov abbot and laymen. On put-ni-kov out-of-the-blue-but-na-pa-li raz-boy-ni-ki from the gang of Si-mo-na Vo-ro-no-va. The priest, who was well-known, was captured first, and one of the robbers held him tightly. Feeling misfortune, the servant of God crossed himself with the sign of the cross and began to perform a secret prayer: “God according to Jesus Christ, my God, by the power of Thy Honest and Living Cross and prayers di-father of my-e-go, pre-po-dob-no-go old man Yes-ni-i-la, save me from these robberies.”

At the same moment, the robber left the saint and rushed to rob others, and freed himself and began to run .

Another robber from the same gang caught up with the priest and already raised his sword to kill him, but God with help and prayer, he left his place, and the priest fled from apparent death. ti; not even his companions died, but only that they were robbed, while other robberies were robbed and from bi-wa-lee.

When the robberies reached Pe-re-ya-s-lav-la, the called priest came to the monastery to Da-ni-i -lu and told him in detail about the na-pa-de-nii. The mover, together with the blessed praise of God, decided to remain silent about the incident for the time being. fight-no-ka-mi. To the same saint, a certain venerable one once said: “In the present time, Christ-love-sam- the der-resident is coming out of the marriage of new spirits instead of the former. Even though you don’t want to eat, you’ll be there in due time.”

And this actually happened ten years after the death of the pre-precious one.

An inexperienced student of the pre-reputable Mi-sa-il Ustinov, who lived with him in the same village, decided to compare himself in moved with Da-ni-i-lom, but soon fell into despondency and causeless fear. He began to wonder that the cell was full of little people: he felt them at his behind the pa-zu-hoy, in the ru-ka-vah, on the head under the ka-mi-love-koy and under the shoes; all over the half-way there were people in countless numbers: he grabbed them, tried to throw them off, but -all of them increased, and they fol-lowed them and carried them to the soul of Mi-sa-i-la nevo- utter horror. Then the unfortunate man begged for help. Da-ni-il replied: “Come on, brother, don’t be afraid! God will help you."

Mi-sa-il, however, did not feel any relief: he did not sleep for three nights, did not eat or drink anything, and was barely alive from fear. -Ha. Another disciple of the great, Mark, consoled his brother and said: “Don’t be afraid of the goats of your enemy; what you see, we don’t notice at all.” And Mi-sa-il replied: “If you don’t see it, feel it with your hands; here they are, the little people, crawling all over my head and face, on my arms and legs, behind my waist and all over... my body: I’ll probably die from them.”

Mark felt unhappily with his hand and, understandably, didn’t notice anything, otherwise he got more and more pro-low - there was horror, and he burst into sobs. That's when Mark made a request to the presiding so that he could help Mi-sa with his prayers -lu in his heavy suffering. Yes, no, I immediately called to my neighbor’s mountain, went to the church, performed a prayer, blessed the water and, returning to the cell, he fenced Mi-sa-i-la with a cross, sprinkled water in the name of the Lord All-keep and said: “Since then, don’t be afraid of anything.” Then the most respectable par-hall to Mark: “Take Mi-sa-i-la to his cell: when he falls asleep, don’t wake him up for church.” to the kov-ny services, and even to the li-tur-gy, until he wakes up himself.”

The patient fell asleep at the same hour, slept for a long time, and when he got up, he felt awake, took some food, and finally... where from the vision, with the help of God and the prayers of the holy elder.

The same illness befell foreigner Fe-o-do-siya Sku-do-bra-do-go, singer, Gorits-ko-go-sha-zhenni-ka, what -lo-ve-ka do-ro-de-tel-no-go and post-no-ka, which-ry, always shedding tears for-ka-ya-niya, so My vision weakened and I could barely see the path in front of my eyes. Living in Da-ni-lo-vom mo-na-sta-re at the kli-ros-nom in-hearing, Fe-o-do-this one day ran outside -ap-but to the window of Da-ni-lo-voy cell, fell to the ground and began to pray to the Lord: “God for the sake of God.” , help me, honest father! I suffer just as hard as Mi-sa-il: there is not a single place on my entire body where half a person is not -evenings; I’m tired of life and I don’t know at all how to get out of this trouble.”

The holy elder said to the pain: “Go, brother, to your cell and pray to God because you are suffering from grief.” Fe-o-do-siy cried out: “I will not leave your cell until you go to the Lord and pray for me and bless you.” you can’t save me from the terrible grief.”

The mover made a prayer, blessed the sufferer, sprinkled holy water and sent him away in peace I cell him. From that time on, Fe-o-do-siy lived well with everything and never again experienced any suffering until the end of his days. ha, no vi-de-niy.

In 1530, the covenant of Prince Vasily was fulfilled, two years earlier. Now, he was supposed to be sent to holy places - his son John was born on August 25th. A salt arrived from Moscow with a letter, which instructed him how it was possible but come to Moscow soon. The venerable one, having forgotten his old age (he was about 70 years old) and having left his labors, immediately left hit the road and soon arrived at the Sa-mo-holder. Another well-known mover at that time was also called - Kas-si-an Bo-soi, a disciple of Rev. Joseph Vo-lots-ko-go. The great prince, with tears of emotion, told the elders that their holy prayers, with the help of the Lord, Most blessed Bo-go-ma-te-ri has given him, in his old age, the bright joy of having a son and inheriting the kingdom. At the same time, the very-mo-der-zh-zhe-s-forces of the movement-ni-kov to be re-received-from-the-new-born-from-the-ku-pe- or protect him with your God's prayers.

The holy elders, as usual, dreamed of being baptized by the king’s son -na, but then I give in and ask-bam for Prince Va-si-lia. The Tsar with all the nearby bo-yars went to the glorious monastery of the Venerable Sergius and here in the Church of Life -at the head of the Tro-i-tsy, at the God-bearing relics of the miracle-worker, abbot of the monastery Joasaph (Skri-pi-tsyn, from 1539 the year of the mit-ro-po-lit of all Russia) On September 4th, the Baptism of the infant was completed. From the holy ku-pe-li came the righteous elders Da-ni-il and Kas-si-an; di-li-li-lid to the cancer of the Pre-ex-Sergius in order to entrust him with protection and protection of the saint please. On the Divine li-tour-gy no-in-the-baptism no-strength pre-similar Da-ni-il.

When the celebrations of Baptism and anointing with the holy myrrh were over, the Reverend Da-ni-il from-ruled - went to his abode and turned to the same movements: he considered himself the last of the people, but could not dy clothes, was the first in every mo-na-styr-skaya work, meek and loving, but be-se-do-val with everyone, especially Ben -but with wretchedness. Some of the curious came to see how the royal godfather would behave now, and found that he was behind the and lo-pa-toy cleans up the rubbish from the barn, where the lo-sha-di fed at the manger, and asks why it’s didn't do the work. And everyone was amazed at the old man’s gentleness and simplicity, as well as at his demonic work-to-love.

The Reverend was called by the Great Prince Va-si-li-y in Ku-mo-vya and for the second time, three years later, when he another son was born, Ge-orgy. And again the people of the world came to look at the old man to whom you had such an honor, but they saw that the mover of his ru-ka-mi builds fraternal cells and other places.

Once I had to pre-add-together with the foreigners Ila-ri-o-nom and Mat-fe-em to go to Ve-li-kiy Nov-gorod, to buy icons for the newly-established church. There was a Pu-te-sh-tion when in New-go-ro-de the ar-hi-epis-cop-val of the ruler of Ma-ka-riy, that is, between 1526 and 1542. In one village of the Ka-lya-zin monastery (the present-day Tver province) to the monastery at -the city merchants came together: the then-famous robber Si-mon Voro- new with his gang. Having grabbed the merchants and set them on fire, robbed them of their money, asked and oh Yes -n-i-le, where is he, counting on robbing and pre-do-ing. The mover was in another room and was doing prayer; no matter how long the soul-she-lips puffed with a ray of light, the ray of light always went out, as if under-mo-chen-naya water, and they could not find the holy old man, since he was protected by heavenly power. Ila-ri-he was sitting in the corner of the same hut where the merchants were, but he and he prayed remained unnoticed by the gra-bi-te-la-mi. And Matthew stood near the corner of the same hut: they searched for him, trod and shot near him, but couldn't see him. Having grabbed her and part of the mo-na-she-scar-ba, the gra-bi-te-el-bro-s-e-s-run, as if something had been done to them na-pa-de-nie nevid-di-my vo-in-stvo. Long after the gra-bi-te-would have been caught and talked between each other: “Everywhere in front of us there is a mo-lit- you Yes-no-ilo-you are set up like se-ti: and fear is still behind us, and now we are with everything they got stuck in them.” Did the Moscow judges let him know so that he could send someone to identify his belongings and horses and take them? But the mover from-said, saying: “God, with His goodness, hid us from the hands of anyone, I won’t take your property from them; The Lord took revenge on them for us, and we have nothing more to do.”

In the kingdom of John the Groz-no-go gra-do-vi-tel of the city of Smo-len-ska, boy-yarin Ioan Se-me-no-vich Vo-ron- Tsov fell into a serious illness. Near death and not knowing who to turn to for help, Vorontsov remembered Elder Da-’s love for him. n-i-la and said in the soul: “Father Yes-n-i-le! You have always given us a lot of goodness, spa-si-tel-ny-mi with-ve-ta-mi and in-teach-n-i-mi, and yours-and-mi-lit -we didn’t get out of our lives just because of grief. Save me this time from the pain of your steps: I believe that you have daring before God, to ease my pain."

Immediately the patient fell into oblivion and saw that the great Da-ni-il was sitting next to him and was healing him. Having come to his senses, Vorontsov felt healthy, and his relatives and friends were amazed -we are because the illness left him. Subsequently, the boyarin himself appeared to the reverend, handed him alms for the monastery and announced that he had returned Let's move towards life with the saints.

In the sixth year of the reign of Ioan-the-Groz-no-go (in the beginning of 1539), the Reverend Da-ni-il felt , that is weak from old age and will not have to leave this life any time soon. Calling the villagers to his abode, the mover told them: “Fathers and brethren, beloved of Christ! God gathered us at this place to glorify His holy name, the Most Pure God and all the saints. tykh; you promised to work here for the Lord until the end of your days for the sake of the spa-saving of your souls and me into communion with so-boy. You see now that I’m decrepit, and the old powers are helping me: I can’t be an old man anymore over you. Who do you want to take to become someone instead of me?”

Mournful foreigners kept silence and, although they saw some things in the place of Ki-ril-la, but they did not dare to declare this (after Kirill nevertheless became ar-hi-mand-ri-tom and ruled the abode from 1542 to 1572). The mover decided to inform and inform the prince about the need to give himself a pre-eminence, for what reason and went to Moscow. The king with the mit-ro-po-li-t Joash-f was in Tro-i-tse-Ser-gi-e-voy lav-re, and the abbot of this obi-te-li Por-fi-riy in-so-ve-to-val from-to-take-on-sto-I-te-lem in Yes-ni-loving mo-on-waste in-cut-the-same-pre-extra-no-go , Ila-ri-o-na, who lived on Be-lo-lake, and at that time was in Po-rye-ve-pu-sty -no. According to the rule of the king and the good word of the mit-ro-po-li-ta Ila-ri-on, he was appointed ar-hi-mand-ri- Tom Da-ni-lo-voy obi-te-li. That’s when John IV gave her the village of Tro-its-koe and Vor-gu-shu, and Gregory’s relatives Izye-di-no-va lived a meadow, where the mo-na-styr-skaya settlement now lives. So it began in Da-ni-lo-voy ob-te-li ar-hi-mand-rit-stvo.

In October 1539, according to the pres-up-add-no-go Yes-n-i-la evidence-de-tel-stvo-va-were able- cabbage soup of the Holy Prince Andrei of Smo-lensk, which was founded at the St. Nicholas Church in the city of Per-re-ya-s-lav -la. The Reverend Da-ni-il often told the soul-sweet-news of the brethren and the world to us, when-ho- div-shim to him ra-di na-zi-da-niya. Here is one of them. A certain man in the city of Pe-re-ya-s-lav-le had the custom of walking around the church and praying with the priest. mi. One evening he had to be at the locked church of Elijah, on the bank of the Tru-be-zha river in Ryb-noy village -de. When he was praying and laying his bows, he saw a man heading towards the same temple. The one who came earlier hid secretly around the corner of the church so as not to be noticed. Appearing afterwards, he prayed with emotion and often laid down his bows, suddenly the church doors opened. some invisible force; the traveler went to the church for further prayers, and immediately all the candles lit themselves. Having prayed as much as possible, he came out of the temple, the candles went out on their own, and the doors closed -they went to the castle. The mystical god went to the river Tru-be-zhu. The husband, who had previously appeared at the church, saw such a miraculous deed and secretly followed the prayer and he sees that he went down to the river and crossed to the other side along the water, as if on land. Looking at that one way, he found a raft with a pole near the shore and moved to another point. well re-ki. At the church of St. Kli-ment, Tsar Kon-stan-ti-n and Apostle Philip, he saw the same thing as at the church about Elijah, and then the god went up the river along the water, like dry land. The one who followed him could not continue to watch the game, since he did not find either a rook or a raft, and God suddenly became invisible. I heard that it was moving very strongly, but I realized that the one who walked the waters was none other than the Lord himself -nyy Da-ni-il.

Seeing himself already at the door of the coffin, the holy old man really wanted to go to the place of his haircut - in Pa-f- Well, he's a bitch, but the prayers of the brethren kept him back. That's when the mover decided to leave secretly: he had already moved to his other (small) monastery of Christ the Rozh-de- and stayed there overnight in order to set off on a further journey, but he was persuaded to remain in the abode he had arranged until the end . He returned from the Rozhdestven-monastery in the city of Pe-re-ya-s-lav-le to his big mo-na-styr and no longer made any effort to move to Pa-f-nu-tyev Bo-rovsky monastery. Feeling the onset of death more and more, Da-ni-il meekly asked for his abode. whether to lead the brethren according to the law of God and the precepts of the holy fathers; to manage the flock entrusted to him not out of glory or his own will, not in anger or reckless impudence, but in silence, without -evil and spiritual love; support the weak, shepherd them, guide them, and please not yourself, but God and the brethren. Calling his disciple Kas-si-a-na, the mover said: “My son, take these two hairs from my sinful hands.” - all the clothes that I wore on my body: give one to Ev-stratia, and the other - to Iri-nar -hu. You yourself know everything Ev-stra-ti-e-you are good... And the other cook, Iri-narkh, is sub-vi-za-et “I work hard and love.”

Old age is getting stronger and stronger in the ver-ga-la Da-ni-i-la in-impossible, and he is already moving with difficulty -xia. One day, during a church service, he became so weak that he did not have the strength to reach his cell and said to the brethren: “Ve-di- take me to my cell, because I can’t.” Ar-hi-mand-rit Ila-ri-he called the monk Jonah, and they led him under the elder’s arms. Coming out of the church through the left doors and passing the place where the saint’s coffin is now, Da-ni-il said: “Here is my rest forever; I’ll settle here as I wished,” and, standing behind me, I said to the brethren, “I beg you, brethren, here “My body is sinful.”

Having removed the cloak from his head, the holy elder gave it to the monk Jonah with the words: “Now, Jonah, don’t do the same.” my dear, take this hood from my sinful hand and place it on your head.” Jonah carefully took the rock and, bowing down to the ground, said: “Bla-go-slo-ve- May your treasure be with me forever and ever.”

The old man answered: “Amen.” Ar-hi-mand-rit, Ila-ri-on noted to the pre-extra-no-mu: “You gave this clo-book to Jonah, but you don’t have the other one.” ; what do you put on your head?” The mover responded to this: “I won’t wear the clo-bu-ka anymore, but quickly lead me to my cell.” and follow my spiritual father, let him envelop me in a great image and place him cuckoo on my head.”

The clergyman came and performed the rite of tonsure in the schema over the dying one. The Pre-respectable one turned to ar-hi-mand-ri-tu Ila-ri-o-nu and the brotherhood with pre-death instructions. no: “Fathers and brethren, God-gathered flock! all si-la-mi try to keep and strictly observe the Divine commands and instructions from of whom Christ Himself said: “Until heaven and earth pass away, not one iota or one devil will pass away because of to-to... According to this, whoever writes one of these little things and teaches people so, is the little one na-re-xia in the Kingdom of Heaven; and whoever creates and teaches, he is great in the Kingdom of Heaven” (). Fathers and brethren, always remember your promise, which you made when you were tonsured, standing before the holy -Sto-lu, to the question, “Do you want to endure all the sorrow and disasters for the sake of the Kingdom of Heaven? Yes, with the help of God, honest father!” And since we made this vow before the holy table, then we must in every way nourish each other’s love, about which Hri -Stos Our Savior for-gave: where two or three are fellow-brothers in My name, there I am among them (). We should bear the weaknesses of the weak, and not irritate the old brothers, but rather please them; Do not leave countries and beggars without a care, but show them mercy in every possible way, provide them with food and comfort, so that they for the sake of the re-establishment of the Kingdom of Heaven: so in ancient times the righteous Av-ra-am reached paradise for the sake of the poor. go-li-sha; to run away from outrages and empty conversations, just as the Apostle Pavel, instructing us on the truth, orders us to remove -sya from all the bros, according to the stu-pa-yu-sche-sho-no (). Beware of drunkenness and binge drinking and don’t be intoxicated, remember the words of the Apostle Paul: Brothers, don’t get drunk - you know, from which there would be a clear path (). I beg you, fathers and brethren, to all of you try to follow this rule - don’t drink wine. Because there was no drunkenness in this abode, even if there never will be. I also beg you, fathers and brothers, to love the purity of spirit and body; Always keep the hour of death in your mind and remember that you will answer to the Righteous Judge for every matter and the word."

And about many other be-se-do-val a dying movement-movie with his brother-in-law and gave her a short letter to- becoming.

Although the pre-same weak-white every day, however, when he gathered his strength at least a little, he grew old earlier others to come to the church service and with tears prayed to the Lord God. Sometimes the powers suddenly left him, and he could not stand, he sat down in his place on the right side church-of-the-kli-ro-sa and resurrected the unceasing prayer. Right away, feeling how close he was to death, the mover spoke to the brethren and the world to us, who are in the world. Sorry for him: “Fathers and brothers! You see that I am overcome by various illnesses and the end of my life is near. I ask you, Lord, remember the love you had for me, a sinner, and don’t forget me , le-no-go, in my prayers to Christ our God, may He have mercy on my sinful soul, may I -protects this holy monastery and those who live in it, and preserves them from the attacks of their enemies and guides them to deeds that are pleasing in His will."

But death was getting stronger and stronger on his seal on his lips: he no longer spoke, he didn’t hear the voice of the sconce. -tii and just slightly she-ve-lil gu-ba-mi, creating a secret prayer. So quite some time passed. Suddenly, the great exclaimed in a joyful voice so clearly that everyone around him heard him: “Where is these three wonderful old men? The brothers who were nearby asked: “What mo-na-has are you asking about, father?”

“Before the os-but-va-ni-em of this holy obi-te-li-pu-sta-ni-ki po-se-ti-me in Go-ri-tsy and now they come to me. Don’t you see them in this cell?”

The brothers said: “We don’t see anyone except your disciples standing here.”

The holy old man fell silent, joined the Living Creators of the Body and Blood of the Lord under them, and gave up his labor in peace -put your beloved soul into the hands of God. This happened on April 7, 1540, at the 11th hour of the day, on Wednesday of the second week of Paskha. Life was more than 80 years.

The rumor about the death of the great movement quickly spread throughout the surrounding area: and they agreed to bury him -mand-ri-you, abbots, many bo-yars, mo-na-khovs, white priests and simple people from the city- ro-da and sat down with the candles and la-da-nom. Solemnly rowing the pre-precious Da-ni-i-la at the Church of the Holy Trinity, at the very wall, cart -le holy sacrifice, in the mo-na-sta-re, arranged for them.

In 1652, under Tsar Alexia Mi-hai-lo-vi-che and pat-ri-ar-he Nikon, after the opening of the mo- cabbage soup is very good Yes-n-i-la under such conditions.

Bo-Yar-sky son of the city of Per-re-ya-s-love-la-For-forest-go Ivan An-dre-evich Da-u-row, who-ro-ro -di-te-li-shi-li-inheritance, left his father's house and settled down to live in Tro-it-kom Da-ni -lo-vom-na-sta-re-to-get-yourself-to-my-service. According to the present day, John, together with other mo-na-styr-ski-mi, worked on the field -len-noy from mo-na-sta-rya pu-sto-shi Py-zhe-ve. The day was hot: the sun was shining so hard that it was impossible to continue the work, and the mo-na-styr labors tried to hide in those trees. John lay down under the tree and fell asleep. In a dream, a good-looking man appeared before him in mo-na’s clothes, and said: “John, John, get up! The new scholar and equal-appointed Philip, Metropolitan of Moscow and all Russia, did not want to pre- to be on the So-lovets-island, but came to his throne, to the royal city of Moscow. It’s time for me to appear: I can’t stay in the earth any longer, but let my name be glorified, like the blessed Philip "

John was very frightened and could hardly ask: “Sir, tell me who you are and what is your name?” The elder who appeared answered: “I am Da-ni-il, abbot of Per-re-ya-s-lav-sky; get up, go to the monastery of the Most Holy Trinity, where my coffin is, and tell what you see to the brethren.”

Having said this, the old man became invisible. John, having risen from sleep, did not linger with the workers, but immediately went to Troitsky Yes -ni-lov-mo-na-styr, came to the-sto-ly ar-hi-mand-ri-tu Ti-ho-nu and told him about the vi-de-nii . Tikhon called eco-no-ma Ni-ki-tu and began to confer with him on how to arrange a testimonial of the relics. From-yes-to-find the chu-de-sa pre-extra-no-go and, with their record, go to the Tsar and pat-ri-ar-hu, so that they can proceed with the inspection of the holy remains in the movement. The good king and the holy pat-ri-arch, having learned about many miracles of Da-ni-i-la, give eco-no-no-no- ki-te gra-mo-tu, which-swarm doses-you-let-inspect the power of pleasing God. Arriving at the mo-na-styr, the eco-nom pro-chi-va-et gra-mo-tu in front of the whole brotherhood, set-up-on-his-mouth -there is fasting for a while, and then the Mo-na-Styr-sky cathedral comes to Da-ni-i-lo-vu coffin, over which there was a stone - crypt. Singing “Wait, but there is”, they come to the inspection: on-sto-I-tel, took a lo-pa-tu, makes a sign of the cre -stands at the head part of the coffin and begins to dig; breakthrough three rows (in you-shi-well lo-pa-you), ar-hi-mand-rit per-re-da-et lo-pa-tu eco-no-mu, co- ry diligently continues the work. From the opening in the mo-gi-le, word-of-the-hand made by the man-lo-ve-ka, led-to the middle of the coffin, above the -the land is like a hundred, in you-so-that from half-ar-shi-na; on the top lid of the coffin, directly opposite the well in the ground, there was also a hole in which something could climb through a man's hand (through this hole, a little bit of earth and into the coffin itself). The housekeeper, with a candle in his hands, began to osm-rate through the hole of the holy power, and after him the others: they found an imperishable con- the blood was bleeding and filled with joy. Is it time to clear the space around the coffin so that the priest who is with the monk can come down to it? Job kli-ros-nym and pe-ka-rem from the laity Gav-ri-i-lom stood up. Suddenly the earth collapsed and eco-no-ma za-sy-pa Ni-ki-tu up to his neck: ar-hi-mand-rit Ti-hon became a stake from-ka- to dig the earth in order to free the eco-no-ma, and Job and Gav-ri-il drew it together, and after a little time I'm not from eco-no-ma. Now it turned out that it was possible to open the coffin completely: and they found the relics in the most perfect way, as if they had been ma-zan-no-go -rum; the saint's clothes were a little wasted; on his head the schematic crown was completely new, as if it had just been placed on him; his face was turned to the right towards the Church of the Most Holy Trinity, which he had created; with his right hand he held the robe at his hips or knees; face of the holy bla-go-ukra-sha-elk se-di-na-mi. Earth, piss-fall-shu-yu-sya in the coffin, to-sta-va-li ru-ka-mi and transfer-re-no-si-li to the court, which is still it has been standing in the monastery for a while now: many people take the dust of the earth from it and obtain cures for ailments and illnesses . Na-sto-ya-tel, from-singing pa-ni-hi-du, ordered to arrange a de-re-withered tent over the tomb of the holy old man, and the brethren dispersed to the cells, glorifying the Lord, Who gave such great blessings. This re-establishment of re-powers took place on November 18; in na-ve-che-rie she sang at the coffin pre-po-dob-no-go pa-ni-hi-da, and in the morning - li-tur-giya. After this, on-sto-I-tel with eco-no-mom from-go-to-vi-li to-not-se-nie ts-ryu and pat-ri-ar-hu about ob-re -those powers; gra-mo-tu was taken to Moscow by Nik-ki-ta. Pat-ri-arch asked in a sent-no-go way: “Who do I and my brother want for examination of the mo- cabbage soup - ar-hi-reya, ar-hi-mand-ri-ta or igu-me-na? The economist said that it would be the same for the ar-hi-heree, and pointed to the mit-ro-po-li-ta of Ro-stov-skogo and Yaro -glory to Jonah, who has a strong love for the Trinity and its main body Yes-no-and- lu. Pat-ri-arch, in co-ve-tu with the king, gives the eco-no-gra-mo-tu, which Jonah authorizes to complete the evidence of relics. Ni-ki-ta brought the gramo-tu to Ro-stov on November 20 and presented it to the mit-ro-po-li-tu. The last one arrived at the Pe-re-ya-s-lav-skaya monastery of the Living Tro-i-tsy on November 27. There was a complete all-night vigil, and the next day there was a Divine Liturgy. After finishing it, they went to the coffin of the pre-precious; from-vo-riv-shi pa-lat-ku, we went inside. Mith-ro-po-lit Jonah said to those present: “See this-but-in-the-is-not-with-the-blue- Look out, be with me and meet before the Tsar; I’m not the only one who sees this wonderful lamp, this rising sun, but all of you.”

There were svi-de-te-la-mi, besides many priests and na-ro-das, abbots and ar-hi-mand-ri- you're from the lava mo-na-sty-rays. On the same day, two stupendous figures arrived at the monastery, making noise and shouting: “Woe, woe! Be-da, be-da! Jonah gave them land from the coffin of the pre-do-no-go Da-ni-i-la, and they did well. Having entered the Trinity Church, the mit-ro-po-lit turned to those before him with the words: “Here we are -nor royal ve-le-nie; Now I ask you, please try to inform me about the miracles in the right way, so that I can go to the Tsar before -not-se-nie together with for-pi-san-ny-mi chu-do-your-re-ni-i-mi.”

The surrounding people talk about various miracles of the saint; mit-ro-po-lit za-pi-sal them and for his pe-cha-ty from-the-rules to the treasure with chu-de-sa-mi in Moscow with the eco-no-mom Ni -ki-toy. The king, having become familiar with the matter, ordered to build a holy stone church over the tomb and paint it, and Remember to celebrate the holiness twice a year - on the day of the death and the re-re-re-relics.

The Lord glorified His pleasure with many chu-de-sa-mi.

In the kingdom of Groz-no-go, Prince Andrey Alek-san-dro-vich Ala-byshev was in place in Pe-re-ya-s-lav-le, by nickname Olen-kin. He had great love for Saint Da-ni-i-lu during his life, and after his death he carried his coffin on his shoulders and helped your own work while rowing and moving. Subsequently, yes-val mi-lo-sty-nu mo-na-sty-ryu Da-ni-i-lo-vu and feed the beggars in memory of how old -tsa. One day, Prince An-drey had a golden pu-go-vi-tsa with a rare pearl, for-ste-gi-va-shaying his hand -bash-ku (perhaps a fa-mil-naya dra-go-value); he was waiting for his servants, he wanted to ask them and, if they demanded, to show them. And the prince remembered about the Reverend Da-ni-i-le and turned to him with a prayer: “Reverend Father! Although you left us in body, you remain with us in spirit. Help us and dispel my vision, so that I can escape from sin and not harm the children, if they are innocent.”

And then one day Andrey looked from the window of his house at the ducks that were swimming in the rain and followed each other. One of them held a fallen pu-go-vi-tsu in her nose, and, as if she had given her to the prince, threw her on the ground liu. Pu-go-vi-tsu pod-nya-li and praise-vi-li-Gos-da for the benefit from sin. Prince Andrey immediately went to Da-ni-lov mo-na-styr, and asked to-serve pa-ni-hi-du over the power of the pre-po -dob-no, made a cover for his coffin and built a stone over-coffin.

In a meeting with Tsar John IV near Kazan in 1552, there was a presbyter who knew the pres- ence of Da-ni-i-lu and always called upon him in his prayers. One day this pre-swee-ter fell asleep and saw himself as if in an abode Yes-n-i-lo-howl: pre- in a similar way - in some place you are, there are unusual men standing around him, and he, the pre-sweeper, is sitting by the feet of a holy old man and has on his clothes; those in front asked Da-ni-i-la: “What do you think about this man, dressed like me, who has a wife and children? Yes-ni-il replied: “God wants to spare him now.”

The pre-sweater woke up and felt my clothes on him so vividly that he even began to look for them. He was overjoyed that the heavenly protector was protecting him and that he was not destined to die under Ka- for-new. Having opened the window, the priest, in the midst of the deep night, clearly sees an unusual light over the city, and in the light -nen-ny pillars, which, like the burning fa-ke-lams, under-neither their flames to the sky. He woke up the nobleman close to the king so that he too could look at the miraculous vision; Together with the previous one, others looked at the light and said: “This should be a sign for Christians.”

In addition, many (including Tsar John IV) heard the ringing of pain in the besieged Ka-za-ni. sho-go-lo-ko-la in the Moscow Si-mo-new mo-na-sty-re. The Tsar and the lords saw in these appearances the promise of victory over the infidels and offered their warm prayers to the Most Pure God and all the saints; called upon in prayers and the king of the cross, the most venerable Da-ni-il. Kazan, as we know, was taken by the Moscow Tsar.

Bo-yarin Lav-ren-tiy Dmit-ri-e-vich Sal-ty-kov said: “But my Ev-do-kiya fell into a serious illness that I could not -move not a single member. She suffered for about 3 years without any relief; did they begin to lead her to death: is-by-yes, by-by. There was a lot of crying. Suddenly the sick woman fell into some kind of apprehension and saw: a good old man in his monastery had come to her -dressing with the words: “You are suffering, woman, why don’t you ask for the abbot Yes-no-i- la Pe-re-I-s-love-sko-go, so that he can pray for healing?” - “Who are you, that you give me this spa advice?” - “I am abbot Da-ni-il, I came to give you health; My relics lie in the Tro-its-koi obi-te-li Per-re-ya-s-lav-la-za-forest, created by me.” Having said this, the old man became invisible.

Ev-do-kiya came to her senses and felt some kind of relief. She began to pray with tears to the All-Powerful God to give her complete healing, calling for for the help of St. Yes-no-and-la and ve-le-la to perform a mo-le-ben at his coffin with the consecration of water. Having drank the holy water, I felt completely healthy, as if I had never been where and not bo-le-la.”

Bo-Yar's son John Aisin said: “I suffered very much from internal pain and resorted to various medicines, looking for relief. -che-niya. Having been tormented for about 7 years, I remembered about the unpaid doctor, the very kind Yes-n-i-le, from whom There are many believers who are about to get relief. With tears in my eyes I began to pray to him, came to the monastery of the Most Holy Trinity to the tomb of the saint and asked for the ar-hi-mand -ri-ta Joseph-fa so-to-make mo-le-ben. During the service, I, out of weakness, sat down next to the venerable shrine and looked at its image with emotion; when the consecration ended, I washed the coffin around the hall and drank the holy one water and immediately you got well according to the prayer of God, gave ample mercy to the brethren and returned went to his house."

The wife of Ste-fa-na Slo-e-va Mat-ro-na fell into a severe pain in her eyes and could not see the light at all. She spent a lot of property on le-ka-rey and didn’t get any relief. Stefan brings his wife to the monastery of the pre-excellent Da-ni-i-la. Having heard the mo-le-ben at the tomb of God, the husband takes Mat-ro-nu to the holy place where she washed up. has its own face and eyes. By the mercy of God and His prayers to you, the disease fell from Ma-ro-na’s eyes, like scales. The patient’s vision returned, and she went home, praising the Lord for giving all the best.

The servant of Da-ni-i-lo-va mo-na-sta-rya, named Av-ra-am, informed that his son Elijah, 17 years old, had become master his hands, no-ga-mi, tongue and lay on the bed like a dead man; this lasted about 50 days. The father called a priest from Da-ni-lo-voy to his big son to perform a prayer, and brought water from the co-lo-de-zya, which the mover you-k-fell with your hands. At the end of the prayer, Elijah’s lips opened a little and poured a little spoon into the spoon. of the mo-na-styr-skaya water: suddenly the sick man felt awake, stood on his feet, mastered his hands and - began to speak. The priest, having returned to the Da-ni-lo-vu monastery, reported about a miracle at the place and the brethren.

Po-var Tro-it-ko-go Da-ni-lo-va mo-na-sta-rya John, called God-given, lost his tongue and a long for a while I lay there like a dead man. Calling the people who knew them to him, the sick man asked them to send for his spiritual father, so as not to die without help. I-nii. By chance, there was a hiero-monah hall near the window Yes-ni-i-lo-va mo-na-sta-rya Mat-fei; he experienced the pain and shared the Mysteries of Christ, and on God, Ste-fa-ni-da, with great Vera-roy went to the co-lo-de-zyu of the pre-po-dob-no-go Da-ni-i-la, fetched some water and let me drink the mu- zhu. According to your prayer, please, the patient immediately became healthy.

Go-su-da-rev po-myt-chik (po-mosh-nik so-kol-no-go) An-ton Ka-za-ri-nov announced: “For my sins, I -lost his mind and lay on the bed like a breathless is-tu-kan. After 40 days of suffering with tears, I began to pray to God for healing, I promised to understand you go to the coffin of the pre-possibly and serve the mo-le-ben, and also ordered to fetch water from Da-ni-i-lo- va ko-lod-tsa. Having drank this water, I no longer felt sick, got up from the bed and went to the monastery of the most-precious: I accomplished I prayed at his coffin, told everyone about the miracle and returned home, glorifying God and His holy pleasure. ka.

According to the Sad man of the city Pe-re-ya-s-love-la-For-forest Av-to-nom, according to the re-me-s-lu-gla- Dil-shchik, he lost his hearing: there was noise and lo-mo-ta in his head. The patient suffered greatly for a whole year. He had faith in the Most Excellent Da-ni-i-lu and often prayed to him for deliverance from trouble. On Thursday, the seventh of my sed-mi-tsy in Pa-skhe, when, according to the pre-da-da-nii Da-ni-i-lo-vu, we went to the Tro-it-koy obi-te-li countries-ni-kov, arrived in mo-na-styr and Av-to-nom. He fell with tears to the tomb of God's pleasure and asked him for healing. Suddenly, as if having forgotten, he hears a strong thunder, trembles with fear, comes to his senses and no longer feels former pain. When, with the crosses, they went from the right to the scu-del-nice, the healthy Av-to-nom also went; at the end of the ceremony, he revealed to the hundred and brethren about the miracle that had been accomplished.

Jonah Sa-ma-rov-sky, monk of Tro-its-koi Da-ni-lo-voy obi-te-li, was very sick in his no-ga-mi and could not get out of Kel-lii is about half a year old. The disease did not go away, but every day it became sharper and sharper. The old man often prayed to the great Da-ni-i-lu and called on him to help him. One night he hears a big ringing, which instills fear in him and at the same time relieves the pain somewhat. Having emerged from the cell, Jonah sees many burning candles over the shrine; the patient crawled towards the coffin, the light began to fade and, finally, the light went out completely. After praying at the coffin for a long time, Jonah went to his cell and on the way asked about the hundred birth: “Has morning ended?” The watchman answered: “Father, you haven’t sang yet and nowhere in the abode has there been a call to the morning.” After a while, the old man’s illness disappeared, and he announced a miracle above him, ar-hi-mand-ri-tu from the sconce -ti-ey.

The priest of the village of Uso-lya (18 versts to the west of Pe-re-ya-s-lav-la) Stefan said: “My daughter Mat- Ro-na had an eye disease, was dragging for a long time, and could not clearly distinguish objects. Having heard about the miracles at the grave of the pre-po-dob-no-go Da-ni-i-la, I asked to take her there. Having arrived at the monastery of Da-ni-i-lo-vu, having listened to mo-le-ben and having come to the saint’s shrine, the sick lu-chi-la is-ce-le-nie.”

Go-rits-koy obi-te-li under-mo-na-styr-skoy slo-bod-ki iko-no-pi-sets Di-mit-riy suffered from fever for a long time rad-ki. After praying for the best, he went to his abode and prayed at the coffin. Yes-no-i-lo -you drank water from the miracle-working well and immediately you became well. In gratitude for the yes-ro-van-noe miracle, Di-mit-riy on-wrote the image of St. Yes-no-and-la and placed him at the well in the glory of the name of the saint.

A woman named Stefa fell into a state of relaxation: she had no control over her hands or legs, she was shaking - I was tired and could barely lie on the bed. In her great sorrow, the sick woman begged for more Yes-no-and-lu, who appeared to her in a dream and said -hall: “What are you eating, wife, and destroying your soul? Go to the ko-lo-dez, which I dug with my hands, wishing to give you help, drink from it water and you’ll be healthy.”

Getting up, the woman went to the co-lo-de-zyu, drank water from it and became healthy.

The carpenter of the city Pe-re-ya-s-love-la-For-the-forest Flor with his wife Fe-o-do-roy ras-sk-za-za-li: “According to Greece -ham-shim, our son Si-meo happened to have some tea; he threw himself painfully to the ground, foam seemed to come out of his mouth, and he completely lost consciousness. The pain has gone away. We began to call for help from Pres-on-do-no-go Da-ni-i-la and went to his coffin to make a prayer -ben: when we came home from the mo-leb-na, we found our son, according to our prayers, he was well-advised and healthy.”

The priest of the same city, the church of the Apo-sto-la Philip, Gav-ri-il, said: “When I was a dia-con in the abode of the Most Holy Trinity, an illness happened to me; I couldn’t bend over, lay down in bed and was ill for a long time. The thought of death made me want to call upon the spirits and reveal my sins. When the spiritual father left me, I saw that the doors of the temple where he served had opened: a new man had come to me. that stucco old man (I found out that it was the Reverend Da-ni-il) and said: “Get up, deacon, until when will you be fly? Go to the holy church and listen to the devil.” I stood up at these words, and the saint left. After listening in the evening, I did the usual thing, and in the morning I served the tour and did well with everything.” .

Co-sniff Peter reported that his son Afa-na-siy began to rage, beat his hands on the wall, and madly wriggled eyes here and there and drove away people close to him and neighbors who had seen him. Father and mother, through force, brought him to the coffin of the pre-do-no-go Da-ni-i-la and began to serve mo-le-ben: The demon was quiet, and when water from the miraculous well was poured on him, he became quite healthy.

Peter, a resident of the village of Usolya, fell into a serious illness, lost his memory and did not recognize anyone. A great man appeared to him in a vision and said: “Suffering from such an ailment, why don’t you pray to the abbot?” Well, yeah, who can heal you?” The patient screamed: “F-what! Help me and save me from this terrible pain.”

After this, Peter began to recognize everyone. His mother quickly took her son to the coffin of the pre-po-dob-no-go and from-served mo-le-ben. Having returned home, the patient tried to go around the village, because he did not know whether his illness had left him completely. It turned out that Peter's memory had returned, and he felt like he was out of the woods, but you were well.

Mo-i-say, the old man Gorits-ko-go-na-sta-rya, announced that he was still in the world for-sick but-ha-mi and pro-le- I have been shaking for more than 8 weeks in bed without any relief. That's when he begged for help to the great Da-ni-i-lu. On the day of the Holy Spirit, many worshipers from the surrounding villages and villages came to the Trinity Monastery; came along with others and Mo-i-sei. From standing mo-le-ben at the saint’s tomb and pouring water on himself from the miracle-of-creation-well, he stood I'm in all good health.

A resident of the village of Go-rits-ko-st-rya, Ioann Savin, said that his son, also Ioann, had an internal illness, from which he was terribly drained, could barely move his legs and could only walk for a short time -put it at the gate. When he was ill for a year without any relief, they brought him to the monastery of Da-ni-i-lo-vu , did the mo-le-ben serve at the saint’s tomb and did the water come from the miraculous well: pain Noah shuddered and became healthy.

Fe-o-dor Mol-cha-nov, a resident of the Fish-village in Pere-ya-s-lav-le-Za-les-sk, had a wife Pa-ras-ke -woo, who is behind the-bo-le-la-hot-hot: in-the-know-knowledge, talking frantic speeches, bi- She fell to the ground for a long time and felt horror on everyone. Having suffered for half a year, the unfortunate woman has not recovered at all. One day the great Da-ni-il appeared to her in a vision and said: “Woman! so suffering, you did not remember how you sinned before the Lord God; repent, repent for 7 days and pray to the All-mighty God, may he be merciful to you.”

Pa-ras-ke-va was stunned with fear, then she came to her senses and told about the appearance of her father and mother -ryu. Ro-di-te-li gave her advice: “Good, daughter; do as the saint told you; call upon him to help you, and we will go and serve a prayer for you at his coffin.”

After a week or so, Pa-ras-ke-va already came to the mo-leb-well and was completely out of pain.

Kaz-on-whose Fe-o-do-row-mon-on-sta-rya the old man Ger-mo-gen reported that he had once been in Tro-it-kom Yes -we can’t work and build cells. When the other rafts fell asleep, Ger-mo-gen went to the co-lo-de-zyu of the miracle-creator and began to hit the water with a stick, like de-la-yut sha-lov-li-vye children. Immediately his hands were no longer dressed, and he ceased to control them. Having been ill for quite a long time, Her-mo-gen was dis-appointed and, with tears, asked for forgiveness from the saint. moved, looked tenderly at his image and prayed with words and mind; in the end the hands of the sinner never regained their former appearance.

In the Ryb-naya slo-bo-de city of Pe-re-ya-s-lav-la there is a church of So-ro-ka mu-che-ni-kov; her priest Iro-di-he announced that in his house there lived a tribe named Var-va-ra, who lived in heaven - I lost my mind and said all possible nonsense. Seeing the patient’s long suffering, the priest began to pray for her recovery and call for help from the priest -ext-no-go Yes-ni-i-la. He sent water from the miracle-working well, served a mo-le-ben with the water-blessed , gave the soup some water to drink, and she immediately came to her senses.

The same priest said that his son Peter’s whole body was covered with ve-re-das, which was very demonic -it hurts. In his own house lived his sister, the godly widow Fe-o-do-ra. One day she saw in a dream that a good-looking old man was holding a court with a rabbit in his hand and for a long time cro-pit baby-day. In the morning she told her at home about the vision. The father went to the Da-ni-i-lo-vu monastery and prayed at the tomb of the most-precious, diligently praying... ed by his image; Then he went to the miracle worker’s pool, scooped up some water and gave it to the baby. From that time on, the bug disappeared from Peter’s body.

Bo-yarin Ivan Kli-men-to-vich Chul-kov had a wife, Ksenia, whose legs were gone, so that she could not walk on her way. e-moo. Having been ill for about 2 years and having spent a lot of money on treatment, Ksenia decided to run to heavenly help and with his servant Gri-go-ri-y Nik-ki-fo-ro-vym to the sweet-la-sty-nyu in Tro-its-kiy Yes-ni-lov can-na- rubbish. “Upro-si ar-hi-mand-ri-ta,” the sick woman told Gri-go-riu, “so that he all together pray for more Yes-n-i-la about my healing, sanctified the water and sent it to me, a sinner, as a many-valuable gift.”

Ar-hi-mand-rit Kor-ni-liy used everything according to the will of Chul-ko-voy, sent Hiero-mo-na-ha Joseph to her house, who- he made a prayer and handed the sick holy water. Having drank it, Chul-ko-va felt herself exhausted, but did not say anything to the hiero-mo-na-hu. Arriving at the nearest church in the morning, Joseph sees Ksenia healthy and walking as expected. Bo-yar-nya lets Joseph go to the mo-na-styr and orders him to tell ar-hi-mand-ri-tu about the miracle over her, and then , appearing at the prayer service at the monastery, and she herself talks about the same thing with her brother.

Po-sad-sky man of the city Pe-re-ya-s-love-la-For-forest Mak-sim Po-kle-vin announced that his there was a lot of pain on Mat-ro’s foot, which even hurt my fingers. For about a year she lay in the bed because she could not walk. A blessed monk in a holy robe appeared to her in a dream and said: “Woman! Why don’t you understand in your prayers and don’t want to call for help from someone who can heal you?” - “And who are you, who came to me?” - “I am abbot Da-ni-il.”

Then the sick woman began to cry out to the saint for help, promised to go to his coffin, perform a prayer and to attach a silver-golden hryvnia to his image. Two weeks later, she tells her husband to take her to the monastery of Da-ni-i-lo-vu, fulfills her vow and receives there is complete recovery.

Per-re-ya-s-la-vets Pro-ko-piy Ugri-mov from-ve-stilted that his daughter, girl Fe-o-do-siya, is from some bo- climbed into bed. When the mit-ro-po-lit Jonah witnessed the power of the pre-do-do-no-go, a lot of people came to the mo-to-star , and Pro-ko-piy sent his son Ioan-on to Tro-its-kiy. to my sister. The messenger did everything as it should, brought water from the well of the holy saint; The guard was allowed to drink it, and she felt lighter. After two weeks, since we forgot to pray for his help, Fe-o-do- She's fallen ill again. Pro-ko-piy, having re-appeared in his sin, goes to the Trinity Monastery, performs a prayer at the tomb of the no, he takes feathers from the remains and water from his well; having mixed the dust with water, let the guards drink, and the illness left her forever, so that the next day Fe-o-do- This one went to prayer to the grave of Da-ni-i-lo-vu.

That's when the peasant Agrippi announced that she had suffered from a severe illness - lo-mo-ta in the head, flabby -lostness throughout the body, unusually-veined weakness in the arms and legs; she couldn't work any more and went to bed. Her spiritual father, the Ilyinsky priest Vasiliy, visited her and exhorted her not to lose heart, but to call upon her in prayers pre-po-dob-no-go Yes-ni-i-la. The sick woman made a vow to go to the Trinity Monastery and pray at the tomb of the most venerable, but different think-we-wa-la, how she fulfills her promise with her illness. Suddenly she felt better, and little by little she got better.

Po-sad-sky man Mr. Pe-re-ya-s-love-la Si-me-on Ano-free-ev told that he had a sore eye I couldn’t see anything; Because of the pain, he fell into a sad melancholy. One Sunday, at midnight, he heard the ringing of the Trinity Monastery and ordered him to be led to the grave in the right manner. -no-go Yes-ni-i-la. During the all-night Si-me-he stood near the shrine of God and while reading the words of the Psalm-singer “Lord, our Lord “How wonderful is Your name in all the earth” () I began to see the tomb of the saint and image, but I did not see any of the people. And when I heard the words of the same Psalm-singer, “the whole earth passed through them (the apostles) and to the end all- their flaxen speech” (), has fully matured. After the morning, having heard the prayer, Si-me-he went to his house with great joy.

The widow of Justina, a resident of the city of Pe-re-ya-s-lav-la, announced that she had fallen into a serious illness, from which all her insides were shaking; she was sleep deprived and had to go to bed. The sick woman called for help in prayer, sent her son An-to- nor-to-serve mo-le-ben in Tro-its-kom mo-na-sty-re, with-not-taking earth from the saint’s tomb and water from it co-boat. She was allowed to drink water mixed with dirty earth, and she was healed.

Yes-n-i-lo-va mo-na-sta-rya, the old man Ig-na-tiy believed that his son Matthew suffered from a strong fever, he was beating on the ground, foaming at the mouth and talking nonsense. Those around them, in pain and fear, prayed: “Lord, have mercy!” The disease lasted for 15 years. The old man prayed to God many times for his son and called upon the Lord Da-ni-i-la for help, promising write and image it. Finally, Igna-tiya had the idea to take Matthew and bring him to the tomb of God; here was a perfect mo-le-ben, a stra-dal-tsa came to the saint’s shrine; they took him to the co-lo-de-zyu chu-do-tse-vu, let you drink water and wash, and he got well.

In the Ryb-naya slo-bo-de in the Vve-den-sky women's monastery (now the parish-church of Per-re-ya-s-lav-la) there was on-God's old lady Eka-te-ri-na, who-of-paradise had a son, Ni-ki-tu, fish-bo-lo-va, God is not present -she-go-xia and ma-te-ri not in a bad way. The mother prayed to the Lord, so kindly, that He would kindly favor her son and direct her to the true path. It happened that Nick got sick: his leg began to rot, and up to 12 wounds appeared on it; but it began to dry out and lost its usual flexibility. The illness lasted for half a year. Eka-te-ri-na prayed a lot for her son’s health and called for help from the great Yes -ni-i-la. On the day of the Living Tro-i-tsy, the elder went with the people to the Tro-itsky mo-na-styr to the grave of the saint , so-ver-shi-la mo-le-ben about the pain, took feathers from the coffin, water from the miracle-working well and came to my son's house. She began to admonish Ni-ki-ta so that he would show up and lead a God-blame-less life, which the Lord punishes for sins -calls us in pain, and when we do the right thing, we get healing. The patient listened with attention to the instructions of the ma-te-ri and softened his heart, then she gave him water to drink from the soil from Da-ni-i-lo-va’s coffin, and her son became healthy. Eka-te-ri-na made a vow to visit the Trinity Monastery every year and perform prayers at the holy shrine; after three years, the old woman did not use her both and for two years did not appear to the relics of Yes-no-and- la. Her son again fell into his previous illness. Eka-te-ri-na realized her sin, soon went to the monastery, asked for forgiveness at the grave go and so-ver-shi-la mo-le-ben. When she returned to her cell, her son came from the house, saying that you were well with all your prayers please God.

Another biography of St. Daniel of Pereyaslavl

In the world, Di-mit-riy, was born around 1460 in the city of Pe-re-yas-lav-le-Za-les-skom from the good-che-sti- vyh ro-di-te-ley. From a young age, he lived his love for movement and followed the movements of St. Si-meo-na Pillar-ni-ka (on September 1/14). The boy was sent to be raised in the Nikitsky monastery to his relative Igu-men Jonah, where - he lived a foreign life and decided to become a foreigner himself. Fearing that the birth might interfere with the fulfillment of his intentions, he, together with his brother Ge- Ra-si-mom secretly went to the mo-na-stair of Pre-po-do-no-go Pa-f-nu-tia Bo-rov-skogo (on May 1/14). Here, having adopted a different haircut, the Venerable Da-ni-il under the guidance of the experienced elder of St. Lev-kiya lived 10 years.

Having gained experience in spiritual life, he returned to Pere-ya-s-lavl in Goritsky mo- to the place where he received the priesthood. By a strict life pleasing to God and the indefatigable labors of St. Yes-ni-il drew all-general attention to himself; Many people began to come to him for confession and for spirits with us. No one left the pre-excellent Yes-no-and-la not comforted.

I became especially motivated by the manifestation of love for my neighbors for the sake of death. poor, homeless and familyless people. If he heard about any person who died from robberies, about drowning or freezing We were on a road where no one could row, then we tried our best to find the dead body, with all our strength him in his own hands in sku-del-ni-tsu (a place for-ho-ro-ne-niya without-home), row-ball, and then in-mi- cash on the Divine Li-tur-gy.

On the site of the sku-del-ni-tsy, the saint built a temple in honor of All Saints, so that prayers for repose could arise in it unknown dead Christians. Around it, several monasteries you built your own cells, creating a small monastery, where in 1525 likewise Da-ni-il became a hundred-I-t-em. One of the main principles, which was taught by the new abbot, and was called upon by the mother of all countries -no-cov, wretched and beggars. He lied to the brethren and set them on the path of truth not by force, but by meekness and love, giving an example to everyone -stay life and deep peace.

Many miracles have happened according to your prayers, Yes-no-and-la: he turned the water into a healing fresh kvass, healed the brothers from illnesses; saved from danger. During the famine, when there was little bread left in the village of Mo-na-Styr, he gave it to the widow's beggar children. And since then, in na-gra-du for mi-lo-ser-die, pre-po-dob-no-go-too in life, not os-de-va-la in pro-long -I'm all hungry.

Even during his lifetime, his authority was so high that, at his request, Grand Duke Vasiliy III he freed those sentenced to death and twice asked him to be received at the baptism of his children. tey.

Feeling the approach of the end, the Most Rev. Da-ni-il accepted the great schema. The blessed old man died in the 81st year of his life, April 7, 1540. His imperishable relics were restored in 1625. The Lord glorified His pleasure with many Chu-de-sa-mi.

And God saved the flock of Christ that you had gathered in it, and you reposed in the eternal abode, Father Daniel. Pray to the Trinitarian God in the One Essence for the salvation of our souls.

Kontakion to St. Daniel of Pereyaslavl

From self-knowledge we came to the knowledge of God/ and through piety toward Him we received the beginning of our inner feelings,/ we captivated our minds into the obedience of faith;/ thus, having fought a good fight,/ you achieved the measure of the perfection of Christ's fulfillment, / like God's labor, God's building , you made food that does not perish, / but food that abides in eternal life. / May all the plantings of the Lord be with one accord for glory, / / ​​pray to the blessed One God, the Lover of mankind.

Translation: Having moved from knowing yourself to knowing God and accepting the beginning of an inner feeling towards Him, you captivated your mind into obedience to faith, by this and by a good deed, you have reached the measure of the age of the perfect fulfillment of Christ (you appeared as a bright luminary, enlightening everyone with the purity of life, Father Daniel, so how you were the image and rule for the monks, the father of orphans and the breadwinner for widows. Therefore, we, your children, cry to you: “Rejoice, our joy and crown, rejoice, you who have a special right to turn to God, rejoice, our great city. force".

Oh, our reverend and God-bearing Father Daniel, we humbly fall before you and pray to you: do not depart from us in your spirit, but always remember us in your holy and favorable prayers to our Lord To Jesus Christ: pray to Him, so that the abyss of sin does not drown us, and let us not be the enemy who hates us, for joy: may Christ our God, through your intercession for us, forgive all our sins, and by His grace establish unanimity and love among us, and deliver us from the wiles and tov of the devil, from famine, destruction, fire , all sorrows and needs, from mental and physical illnesses and from vain death: may He grant us, who come to you, to live in true faith and repentance, Christian, shameless and peaceful to achieve the end of our lives, and inherit the Kingdom of Heaven, and glorify the Most Holy His name with His Beginning Father and the Most Holy Spirit forever and ever. Amen.

Canons and Akathists

Akathist to the Holy Venerable Daniel, Pereyaslavl Wonderworker

Kontakion 1

The chosen servant of God Daniel, from his youth you took the Cross on your frame, and through many monastic labors and labors, you erected a red monastery for the glory of the Most Holy Trinity, in which you abided after your dormition, and offered up our prayers to God; We, honoring your holy memory, cry out to you with faith and love:

Ikos 1

Your reverend life is like an angel, from childhood you appeared, and you were an honorable vessel of God’s grace. It is worthy to bless you:
Rejoice, having devoted everything to the Lord from your youth.
Rejoice, great zeal for honor and hearing from the Divine Scriptures.
Rejoice, thou who crucified thy flesh with its passions and lusts.
Rejoice, for God's sake leave your home and parents and brothers.
Rejoice, you who observe the will of God in everything.
Rejoice, you who demonstrated the strict feat of piety in a monastic image.
Rejoice, without will and blessing, the elder of monks created nothing.
Rejoice, for you went to monastic services with all zeal.
Rejoice, for you continued unceasingly in your labors, vigils and fasting.
Rejoice, like a tree springing to the springs, hastening to church singing.
Rejoice, you who diligently preserve spiritual and physical purity.
Rejoice, for as a young man, more than a peer, you have flourished in many virtues.
Rejoice, saint of God, miracle worker Daniel.

Kontakion 2

Seeing the vain worldly life, and hearing one from the nobles reading the life of Simeon the Divnogorets, how he humbled the lust of his flesh, and gave up his body to suffering, you yourself, reverend, wanted to imitate that life, and suffer in the same way as that one, so that you glorify God in his body, singing to Him: Alleluia.

Ikos 2

You were filled with spiritual intelligence from your youth, reverend: from your youth you were jealous of the difficult and sorrowful example of the mortification of sinful flesh. For this reason we cry out to you:
Rejoice, thou who entered very early on the narrow and sorrowful path.
Rejoice, you who zealously bore the yoke of Christ.
Rejoice, never absent from fasting and prayer.
Rejoice, unfading flower of chastity.
Rejoice, you who offer diligent prayers to God with reverence and fear.
Rejoice, for you have been taught the law of the Lord day and night.
Rejoice, for I will continue in my labors and vigils.
Rejoice, for you showed unfeigned love for everyone.
Rejoice, for you have pleased everyone with your brethren and in everything.
Rejoice, teaching everyone humility, purity and abstinence.
Rejoice, you who lift up your heart and lift up your grief.
Rejoice, you did not receive the grace of the priesthood in vain.
Rejoice, saint of God, miracle worker Daniel.

Kontakion 3

The power of the Most High autumn took you like a yoke in your youth, but the parents did not imagine that there was a disease for the child; But you, mortifying your flesh for the salvation of your soul, so that you may be pleasing to God, sang to him in spirit incessantly: Alleluia.

Ikos 3

Having every diligence for every good deed to be ready, the venerable one walked around the monastic monastery, and heeded the good customs and wisdom of the holy ascetics: when he came, follow to the monastery of the Most Holy Theotokos, even on Goritsy, where by the will of God he settled, not for his own sake, but for the sake of salvation many. Honoring the exploits of the Venerable Daniel, let us glorify him blatantly:
Rejoice, through prayers and wise words to punish husbands and wives.
Rejoice, immersed in despair from many sins, like a skilled physician who heals.
Rejoice, having taught many to stop sin and turned them to repentance.
Rejoice, you who walk without order and bring truth into the mind.
Rejoice, O wanderer of all kinds, and especially for those who were cast down at the crossroads and who diligently provided for them.
Rejoice, thou who soughtst in the wilds that died from scum, and from the slain robbers, like Tobit.
Rejoice, you who brought the dead to be devoured by beasts, bringing them on your shoulders to the poor house.
Rejoice, thou who kissed the face of those who died in vain with great lamentation.
Rejoice, you who offer up church singing to God over them.
Rejoice, having celebrated the Divine Liturgy of their blessed memory all day long.
Rejoice, for you worked diligently to create the Church of God in the poor for the sake of remembering those buried there.
Rejoice, O lover of strangers, nourisher of the poor, friend of those who died in vain.
Rejoice, saint of God, miracle worker Daniel.

Kontakion 4

Dispelling the storm of doubtful thoughts by trusting in the Providence of God, and remaining in night vigils, the monk left his cell, looking at the place of the poor; Having seen some wondrous sign over it, you were touched by the glorification of that place from God, and cried out to Him with tears: Alleluia.

Ikos 4

Hearing from the Holy Scriptures that there is great benefit to the souls of the dead when a holy and terrible sacrifice is made for them, constantly praying to God and all the days destined for Daniel to build the temple of God in the poor. We also cry out to him:
Rejoice, you have combined love for God with love for your neighbor.
Rejoice, you who extended equal love to your neighbors, to the living and the dead.
Rejoice, most diligently for those who died a vain death.
Rejoice, for those whose names are unknown to anyone, you bring out prayers.
Rejoice, for you had firm faith in the prayers of the Church for their repose.
Rejoice, you who through your prayers delivered them from eternal death.
Rejoice, having performed bloodless sacrifices, may the Lord place the deceased in a place of light and peace.
Rejoice, consolation to those who grieve and cry for them.
Rejoice, prayer book for the rich and the poor, the poor and the wanderer.
Rejoice, zealous caretaker for all the dead.
Rejoice, saint of God, miracle worker Daniel.

Kontakion 5

Like a godly star, the venerable advice of three strange men was accepted, not to begin building a church before three years, so that not human will, but God’s will works, and having surrendered everything to God, crying out to Him: Alleluia.

Ikos 5

Seeing the boyars, who were in the disgrace of their kingdoms, how the wrath of the kings was quickly turned to mercy by the prayers of the venerable one, and how they were brought to their former honor and rank, I marveled at the power of his prayers, and cried out:
Rejoice, angel of God in the flesh, giving good news to those in sorrow.
Rejoice, quenching the wrath of kings with your prayers.
Rejoice, strong intercessor and faithful man of prayer.
Rejoice, fragrance of Christ, secretly joyful to sorrowful hearts.
Rejoice, do good to everyone, and ask for nothing in return.
Rejoice, thou who receivest the gifts of the Holy Spirit, and distribute them unto thee.
Rejoice, rich one who has acquired poverty of spirit.
Rejoice, do not impute anything to yourself, but always give glory to God in everything.
Rejoice, having taught in time and time to believe in God and keep His commandments.
Rejoice, turn the souls of your neighbors to one need.
Rejoice, both in sorrow and in joy, lead those who exist to repentance.
Rejoice, directing everyone from the seed of life to the eternal life.
Rejoice, saint of God, miracle worker Daniel.

Kontakion 6

Preachers of the power of prayers of the holy saint, the boyars promise to fulfill the desire of his heart, and to implore the autocrat and the high priest to put the church on the poor, and let the funeral hymn be sung in this place: Alleluia.

Ikos 6

A new light has risen to the desire of the venerable one, when the boyars promised to provide for a church building: follow and go to the reigning city, and ask for a charter from the princess to build a new church. For this reason we cry out:
Rejoice, for you are diligently concerned about the Church of God.
Rejoice, for even because of the weakness of the flesh you did not abandon deeds pleasing to God.
Rejoice, for with joy you completed the difficult procession to the reigning city.
Rejoice, for even before the face of the king you provided for the blessing and salvation of the departed.
Rejoice, for you have the same concern before the High Hierarch of the Russian Church, for the church building.
Rejoice, for you accepted both the blessing of the high priest and the king’s commandment with humility.
Rejoice, for having nothing to do with the creation of the church, you moved towards it in trust in God.
Rejoice, as a father who provides for his children and the dead.
Rejoice, zealous prayer book for those whose names have been forgotten.
Rejoice, having appeared as an enlightener of the place where they lived.
Rejoice, joy of the dead.
Rejoice, consolation and joy to those who live on earth.
Rejoice, saint of God, miracle worker Daniel.

Kontakion 7

I wanted to find a place for the monk to build a church on, when his wife saw him, crying for her parents and relatives, who had been placed in poverty, and gave him pieces of silver, praying that she would create a memory of them; The venerable one, understanding that this beginning came from the Lord, cried out to Him: Alleluia.

Ikos 7

Hearing a new miracle from a fisherman, the monk heard the same miracle from the lake many times over the poor women, when there was a shining light in the night, and when there were many burning candles, he was amazed at God’s providence. We, hearing the miracle, cry out:
Rejoice, guided by the Providence of God.
Rejoice, thou who hast been granted wondrous visions of the Church of God.
Rejoice, God fulfills his desire.
Rejoice, joyful in the dispensation of the Church by God's permission. Rejoice, obey the will of God in everything.
Rejoice, receive every good thing for your benefit, Thanking God.
Rejoice, perform with love the remembrance of the dead at the request of the living.
Rejoice, do not seek bribes, praying for them, being zealous for their salvation.
Rejoice, having no greater joy than to create and hear the remembrance of the departed in church.
Rejoice, promoting the salvation of the living and the eternal repose of the dead.
Rejoice, who are your friends, both those who are here and those who have departed from here.
Rejoice, you who contain the living and the dead in your heart.
Rejoice, saint of God, miracle worker Daniel.

Kontakion 8

A certain warrior told the monk a strange vision: how he was always rushing to the marketplace before the morning light, hearing in the poor women the sound of someone singing; The monk, realizing that the Most Holy Trinity blesses the desire of his heart, cried out with tears the song: Alleluia.

Ikos 8

Having put on all the armor of God, as if you are able to resist the wiles of the devil, with all humility, begin to create the Church of God in the poor. We, seeing the glorious church, will cry out:
Rejoice, you who drove out demons with the sign of the cross and the name of Christ.
Rejoice, destroyer of the enemy's deceit.
Rejoice, you have built a church in the name of All Saints, so that the names of those buried in the sukdelnitsa are remembered.
Rejoice, you who erected a church in the name of the Praise of the Most Pure Mother of God, for through Her intercession God’s help has come to you.
Rejoice, in memory of the three visions and the three first victims, you created a temple for the glory of the Most Holy Trinity.
Rejoice, having established a monastic monastery not by your own will, but by the will of God.
Rejoice, as a good shepherd, caring for the order of the monastery.
Rejoice, strict guardian of the liturgical rites and monastic rules.
Rejoice, who labored in unceasing labor for the good of the monastery.
Rejoice, who joyfully endured insults and persecution, and who prayed for those who hate, that God may tame their hearts.
Rejoice, who consoled the brethren in the monasteries for their poverty, and inspired them to trust in the Providence of God.
Rejoice, in times of spiritual confusion, you listened to your mother’s advice, giving your child an example of obedience to your parent.
Rejoice, saint of God, miracle worker Daniel.

Kontakion 9

Taking every care for the organization of the monastery, the monk was consoled by the visions of the two elders of that monastery, who saw in their nights a multitude of luminous candles, and a multitude of the sacred order of people singing and burning incense. Having heard this, he glorified God, crying out: Alleluia.

Ikos 9

The oracles of multi-proclamation will not be able to sing of all your deeds, reverend: for this old man grieved for the monastery of the great, and gave everything to the worldly people, even for the benefit of the soul; but as far as we have will, let us sing to you:
Rejoice, vigilant guardian for your monastery and for the repose of your brethren.
Rejoice, as you are a great one, a servant and a humble servant to all.
Rejoice, for while bearing the infirmities of others, you did not lay an unbearable burden on the weak.
Rejoice, splendor of the elders, and decorum of the priests.
Rejoice, monks possessed by old age, tenderness.
Rejoice, abound in the riches of the simplicity of your heart.
Rejoice, the boyars and princes listened to his conversations with delight.
Rejoice, receiver from the holy font of the king’s son.
Rejoice, good feeder of all those who are hungry during famine.
Rejoice, teach the church prayer with fear.
Rejoice, you who know the secret deeds of people and expose them to correction.
Rejoice, preacher of immortality and the inheritance of the eternal life.
Rejoice, saint of God, miracle worker Daniel.

Kontakion 10

Having achieved salvation for himself, he saved the Monk Daniel and his brethren, and all who came to him, in a word, by immaculate life, by love, by faith, by purity, so that they all glorify God and cry out to Him: Alleluia.

Ikos 10

You were the wall, reverend, to all those who mourn and suffer, calling for your help: for God has shown you to heaven and earth the temple of the Holy Spirit, so that we may learn to proclaim to you:
Rejoice, faithful teacher of the monastic, and helper to them in every need of their souls, even unto salvation.
Rejoice, with your prayers you drive away the machinations of the enemy that confuse the monks in their pious lives.
Rejoice, transforming simple foods into sweets with your prayers and blessings.
Rejoice, as a friend of kings, freeing those guilty from death.
Rejoice, thou who deliverest those who travel from vain death.
Rejoice, thou who have terrified the robbers, such as through thy prayers, for with the army we drove away the demon.
Rejoice, physician of incurable diseases.
Rejoice, grant healing to those in sorrow and the soul of the soul.
Rejoice, you who give joy to parents by healing their children from illnesses.
Rejoice, give joy to your children by healing their sick parents.
Rejoice, speedy intercession of the offended.
Rejoice, consolation to those who fear the hour of death.
Rejoice, saint of God, miracle worker Daniel.

Kontakion 11

We bring you songs of praise, reverend one, but with meager songs we praise you: for whether your adolescence, whether your youth, or your old age, are all filled with the essence of good deeds and love, even towards God and your neighbor, they all proclaim one song of God: Alleluia.

Ikos 11

We see a light-receiving candle for you, reverend, shining with the rays of God’s grace, even though your strength is diminishing, and the light of this temporary life has disappeared for you: for by your providence the holy relics of the blessed Prince Andrea have been revealed. For this reason we rejoice and cry out:
Rejoice, zealous worshiper of God, who is wondrous in His saints.
Rejoice, expansion of the Kingdom of God's grace.
Rejoice, glorification of the saints.
Rejoice, for thunder has terrified those who tempt the Holy Spirit.
Rejoice, accuser of doubtful thoughts.
Rejoice, bring from unbelief to undoubted faith.
Rejoice, and in your old age you are kinder than anyone else when you come to church singing.
Rejoice, for the rest of your life, teach me to keep the divine commandments and traditions of the saints, father.
Rejoice, you who have provided care for the weak, the poor and the strange until the last hour of death.
Rejoice, the gifts of God's grace are abundant.
Rejoice, for even after your death, you promised to never be excommunicated from your monastery.
Rejoice, preacher of God's grace, which will forever be in the monastery.
Rejoice, saint of God, miracle worker Daniel.

Kontakion 12

The grace of God is visible in the honest and multi-healing relics of the saint, let us glorify the faithfulness of God, marvelous in the saints, and cry out to Him: Alleluia.

Ikos 12

Singing the venerable life of the saint, let us also glorify the wonderful deeds which he accomplished at his death, and which were bestowed upon him from his venerable relics:
Rejoice, and after your death appear for the benefit of many people.
Rejoice, with your prayers help Tsar John to conquer the city of Kazan to the Russian power.
Rejoice, grant healing from illnesses to those who honor your holy relics.
Rejoice, you who heal those who drink with faith the water from the well that you dug with your own hands.
Rejoice, give health to the sick youth.
Rejoice, you deliver from the diseases of the fierce fire and shaking.
Rejoice, saving the possessed from death, and giving them meaning.
Rejoice, appear to those who have forgotten the vows given to God, and encourage them to fulfill them.
Rejoice, give help and strength to the ministers and shepherds of the Church.
Rejoice, saint of God, miracle worker Daniel.

Kontakion 13

Oh, most wonderful and glorious servant of God, Reverend Daniel, accept now this little prayer of ours, and as promised, look mercifully from the heights of heavenly glory upon your monastery and those praying in it, so that we may all live in this present age for the glory of the Most Holy Trinity, and in the future Together with you, having seen with your revealed face the Glory of the Lord, we sing to God forever: Alleluia.

This kontakion is read three times, then ikos 1st and kontakion 1st

Prayer to St. Daniel of Pereyaslavl

O reverend and God-bearing Father Daniel, we humbly fall before you and pray to you: do not depart from us in your spirit, but always remember us in your holy and auspicious prayers to our Lord Jesus Christ; pray to Him, so that the abyss of sin will not drown us, and may we not be an enemy who hates us, to joy; may Christ our God forgive all our sins through your intercession for us, and by His grace establish unanimity and love among us, and may He deliver us from the snares and slander of the devil, from hunger, destruction, fire, all sorrow and need, from mental and physical illnesses and from sudden death; May He grant us, flowing to the race of your relics, to live in true faith and repentance, achieve a Christian, shameless and peaceful end to our life, and inherit the Kingdom of Heaven, and glorify His most holy name with the Beginning Father and the Most Holy Spirit forever and ever. Amen.

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When going to war, pray; when going to sea, pray twice as much; If you want to get married, pray three times.

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At the beginning of the sixteenth century, Russia, led by the hand of Grand Duke Vasily III, was strengthening its status as a great power. At the same time, the Pskov monk Philotheus put forward his famous idea of ​​Moscow as the third and last capital of the Christian world.

Filofey (as if dictating to himself with enthusiasm, the creak of his pen can be heard):
Two Romes have fallen, but the third stands, and there will never be a fourth...
(the creak of the pen stops, the elder speaks to himself in thought)
What a time we sinners have had to fulfill the prophets! What Rome and Constantinople once were, Moscow will be from now until the end of time.

And in the Goritsky monastery near Pereyaslavl lived the quiet monk Daniel, who least of all thought about worldly glory. From the window of his cell he could see a meager cell - a place where beggars, vagabonds and the so-called “unclean” dead were buried. The bodies of useless people were buried in mass graves without a funeral or wake...
Daniel imposed upon himself a strange obedience. In his free time, he walked around the neighborhood, asking if there was anyone abandoned on the road, frozen or killed. Having learned about such, he found the body, took it to the poorhouse and buried it with prayers. Even the monks were sometimes amazed at his actions.

1st brother:
Look, Procopius, Daniel is again carrying some poor fellow. And why is he worried...
2nd brother:
Is it bad? The person needs to be buried humanely.
1st brother:
But we don’t know what kind of person this is! Maybe a drunkard, or even... a suicide. It is not ordered to remember such people, but he performs the funeral service! Sin is...
2nd brother:
How do we know what is sin? Who else but God should judge this soul? Daniel told me that in the evening there are lights above the meager forest, like candles. Those who lie there are perhaps more righteous than all of us.
1st brother:
Look at him. This “righteous man” must have drank away the cross.
2nd brother:
And remember the beggar Lazarus. For his patience in the Kingdom of Heaven, he became like the angels. But expensive clothes did not save the rich man from hellfire.

At that time, two brother-boyars Chelyadnina, who were in the grand ducal service, fell out of favor. Having heard about Daniel's righteousness, they turned to him with a request to pray to soften the sovereign's anger. Soon a messenger arrived from Moscow with the news that the disgrace had been lifted. In gratitude for the miracle, the Chelyadnins offered Daniil any honors. Instead, he asked them to help establish a church in memory of the unknown righteous. After some time, a small monastery was formed around the wooden Church of All Saints, built by the poor woman. After much persuasion, at the personal request of Vasily III, Daniil became his abbot.
He was always diligent in work and prayer. The brothers loved and honored their mentor so much that even during his lifetime they began to regard him as a saint and wonderworker. People came to him from everywhere with their troubles, and the elder did not refuse help and consolation to anyone. Once, during a hungry year, he gave the remains of the monastery flour to a poor widow with children. The homeless received shelter in the Daniel Monastery, the sick miraculously recovered.
Daniel's authority was so great that, at his request, Vasily III canceled death sentences. And none other than Daniel became the godfather of the sovereign's first-born son, the future Tsar Ivan the Terrible. Moreover, in honor of his birth, a stone church of the Holy Trinity was built on the former poor land. Thus, at the origins of the life of even this stern ruler, a reflection of the memory of the most wretched, small and outcast lay. For his all-conquering love for mankind, the holy elder Daniel of Pereyaslavl is still honored now, half a millennium later.

The icon of Daniel of Pereyaslavl is a personal icon of men named Daniel, Danil, Danila. Like a skilled physician, the Monk Daniel sheds the healing balm of repentance on spiritual ulcers, binds them with Divine commandments and directs sinners onto the path of a healthy, godly life.

Daniil Pereyaslavsky(c. 1460 - 1540), Rev. Commemorated on April 7 (April 20) on the day of death, on May 23 (June 5) in the Cathedral of Rostov-Yaroslavl Saints, on December 30 (January 12) on the day of the transfer of the relics.

In the world - Dimitri, born around 1460 in the city of Pereyaslavl Zalessky from pious parents. From a young age he discovered his love for asceticism and imitated the exploits of St. Simeon the Stylite. The youth was sent to be raised in the Nikitsky Monastery by his relative Abbot Jonah, where he fell in love with the monastic life and decided to become a monk himself. Fearing that his parents would interfere with the fulfillment of his intentions, he, together with his brother Gerasim, secretly went to the monastery of St. Paphnutius of Borovsky. Here, having taken monastic tonsure, the Monk Daniel, under the guidance of the experienced elder St. Leukia lived 10 years.

Having gained experience in spiritual life, the monk returned to Pereyaslavl to the Goritsky Monastery, where he accepted the priesthood. Through the strict, godly life and tireless labors of St. Daniel attracted everyone's attention; Many began to come to him for confession and for spiritual advice. No one left the Monk Daniel unconsoled.

A special ascetic manifestation of love for neighbors was the saint’s care for the dead beggars, homeless and rootless people. If he heard about a person who died from robbers, about a drowned person, or about someone who froze to death on the road and had no one to bury, then he tried in every possible way to find the dead body, carried it in his arms to the skudelnitsa (a burial place for the homeless), buried it, and then commemorated it. at the Divine Liturgy.

On the site of the poor woman, the saint built a temple in honor of All Saints, so that prayers could be offered in it for the repose of unknown dead Christians. Around him, several monks built their cells, forming a small monastery, where in 1525 the Monk Daniel became abbot. One of the main commandments taught by the new abbot called for accepting all strangers, the poor and the poor. He admonished the brethren and guided them on the path of truth not by force, but by meekness and love, setting everyone an example of pure life and deep humility.

Many miracles happened through the prayers of the Monk Daniel: he turned water into healing kvass, healed the brethren from illnesses; freed from danger. During a famine, when there was little bread left in the monastery granary, he gave it to a poor widow with children. And from then on, as a reward for the saint’s mercy, the flour in the granary did not become scarce throughout the famine.

Anticipating the approach of his death, the Monk Daniel accepted the great schema. The blessed elder reposed in the 81st year of his life, on April 7, 1540. His incorrupt relics were found in 1625. The Lord glorified His saint with numerous miracles.

Prayer to St. Daniel of Pereyaslavl

O reverend and God-bearing Father Daniel, we humbly fall before you and pray to you: do not depart from us in your spirit, but always remember us in your holy and auspicious prayers to our Lord Jesus Christ; pray to Him, so that the abyss of sin will not drown us, and may we not be an enemy who hates us, to joy; may Christ our God forgive all our sins through your intercession for us, and by His grace establish unanimity and love among us, and may He deliver us from the snares and slander of the devil, from hunger, destruction, fire, all sorrow and need, from mental and physical illnesses and from sudden death; May He grant us, flowing to the race of your relics, to live in true faith and repentance, achieve a Christian, shameless and peaceful end to our life, and inherit the Kingdom of Heaven, and glorify His most holy name with the Beginning Father and the Most Holy Spirit forever and ever. Amen.