The devil's short laughter and endless grief
The devil's laughter at human misfortune lasted three days, but his grief is endless. Christ forged in the Virgin's womb the arrow that killed him, and the fallen archangel now crawls like a snake. The sermon ends by calling the hearers to rout him by choosing the opposite of what he chose, and closes with a doxology.
Once the devil laughed a broad laugh at human nature, and made merry over our misfortunes as though they were feasts. But his laughter lasted three days, while his lament is everlasting. The broad laughter prepared for him a broader lament: tears that never stop, weeping that finds no comfort, an arrow in the heart.
The Commander forged this arrow by fire against the enemy in the furnace of the Virgin, of such a kind as He willed and in the way He willed. He hardened its edge by the working of the unconquerable Godhead, tempered it in the water of the spotless baptism, sharpened it on the sufferings that knew no passion, and polished it through the mystical resurrection. Then by Himself, with His whole force, He put the accursed one to death.
What words, then, could describe either our joy or his calamity? For he who was once an archangel is now a devil. He who once lived in the heavens is now seen crawling on the earth like a snake (Genesis 3:14). He who once exulted with the cherubim is now shut up in the pen of the swine, in anguish. We shall rout him by setting our minds on the opposite of what he chose, through the grace and love for mankind of our Lord Jesus Christ, to whom be glory and might for ever and ever. Amen.
Greek
Ἐγέλα ποτὲ πλατὺν κατὰ τῆς ἀνθρωπίνης φύσεως ὁ διάβολος γέλωτα, καὶ ταῖς συμφοραῖς ἡμῶν ἑορταῖς ἐπευφραίνεται. Ἀλλ' ὁ μὲν γέλως τριήμερος· ὁ δὲ θρῆνος αἰώνιος· καὶ πλατὺς γέλως θρῆνον αὐτῷ πλατύτερον κατεσκεύασεν, δάκρυον ἀδιάλειπτον, κλαυθμὸν ἀπαρηγόρητον· βέλος ἐγκάρδιον. Τοῦτο τὸ βέλος ἐν τῇ παρθενικῇ καμίνῳ, οἷον ἠθέλησεν, καὶ ὡς ἠθέλησεν, διὰ πυρὸς κατὰ τοῦ ἐχθροῦ ὁ πολεμάρχης ἐχάλκευσεν· καὶ στομώσας τῇ ἐνεργείᾳ τῆς ἀηττήτου θεότητος, καὶ βάψας τῷ ὕδατι τοῦ ἀχράντου βαπτίσματος, καὶ ἀκονήσας τοῖς ἀπαθέσι παθήμασιν, καὶ στιλβώσας διὰ τῆς μυστικῆς ἀναστάσεως· δι' ἑαυτοῦ πανστρατιᾷ τὸν ἀλάστορα ἐθανάτωσε. Ποῖος οὖν λόγος ἢ τὴν ἡμετέραν χαρὰν ἢ τὴν ἐκείνου συμφορὰν διηγήσηται; Ὁ γὰρ ποτὲ ἀρχάγγελος, νῦν διάβολος· ὁ ποτὲ ἐν οὐρανοῖς διαιτώμενος, νῦν ὡς ὄφις ἐπὶ γῆς θεωρεῖται συρόμενος· ὁ ποτὲ μετὰ τῶν χερουβὶμ ἀγαλλόμενος, νῦν ἐν τῇ φυλακῇ τῶν χοίρων ἐγκέκλεισται ὀδυνόμενος· ὅνπερ τροπωσόμεθα ἐναντία τῆς ἐκείνου φρονήσαντες προαιρέσεως· χάριτι καὶ φιλανθρωπίᾳ τοῦ Κυρίου ἡμῶν Ἰησοῦ Χριστοῦ· ᾧ ἡ δόξα καὶ τὸ κράτος εἰς τοὺς αἰῶνας τῶν αἰώνων, Ἀμήν.