A video for Easter, or 'Pascha', the greatest day of the Christian year, and the most important day of history. The visuals are inspired by John 20:3-4. Our deepest thanks to our collaborators around the world who provided us with readings of the Orthodox Easter Troparion in Russian, Hungarian, Japanese, French, German, Swahili, Arabic, Norwegian, Serbian, Greek, Lugandan, Swedish, Spanish and Romanian. Voices provided by Daria, Fr Gergely, Masatoshi John, Alexandra, Denisa, James, Fr Quartos, Marian, Fr Kyrill, Banayiodis, Jonas, Maria and Marie. Also thanks to Luiza and Nicole. And special thanks to Mike for the epic lighting in the final shot. The text is believed to have been written by St Romanos the Melodist in the 6th century. Christ is Risen!

In honour of St Lazarus, whose story is told in the Bible (John 11:1-45). Filmed at Kerepesi Cemetery in Budapest, Hungary Full Poem: Where is the darkness of which I heard? Where’s the sting of death we fear?The curtains rolled back at His word Till I found myself standing here The sunlight warm and rich and real, My own eyes shining in its light. The air I breathe, the wind I feel, The rush of every sound and sight. At the words of the Messiah I rose up, the world to meet And a warning shot was fired, Death must ready for defeat. Death could not hold a mortal man And it shall not hold the King. I heard His call, to Him I ran, O death where is thy sting. O death, your threat is null and void. You will become a doorway to the skies.He warned you, you would be destroyed, When He said, “Lazarus, arise.” Read the full story at: https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John+11%3A1-45&version=NKJV Follow us on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/thebrosrobinson

For valour in the face of danger. Inspired by St. George - Saint George lived in the Middle East at the end of the third century. He was an officer in the Roman army and was martyred for his faith around the year 303. Today he is remembered as the patron saint of England and Georgia (both countries bear the Cross of St George on their flags), cities such as Beirut and Moscow, as well as of soldiers and farmers. --- There are tales I hear of days most dire of heroes, of battles, of dragon fire. But heroism is a narrow road, a path of pain not oft bestowed for there one holds to truth in the face of lies and stands to stare death in the eyes. It is a path soaked through with sweat and tears, that weaves through dungeons to the points of spears. Where worldly honour is dragged through mud and the price of valour is payed in blood. Yet the resolve resounds through the tormentor’s worst and the tormentor tires of torment first For the hero rises time and again the war to win and truth defend. In perils and poison to choose to fight, and in the coals and flames to find the l