Found deep in the underground library and for long hours gazing at the aged books located in the tomb hidden within its protection, King Tigran was contemplating the nature of evil.
His fingers caressed the scrolls concerning evil and its remedy, the King repeated to himself in low tones, "The face of evil is multifaceted, the face of God one."
As he beheld the light of the sun, penetrating through the floating dust and descending through the one chasm built to give access to air in this dark and lonely grave, he began to see that light does not fear but shines boldly in all, while evil hiding and deceiving the masses is not easily discovered.
"The problem is hidden to me," said King Tigran, "As evil is not easily uncovered, discovered. Behold, the light so boldly descending upon this place, confronts without difficulty the darkness of humanity, the confusion of my mind, while evil lurking within the castle walls so impossible to discern."
As he recollected himself and folded the scrolls to be placed in the cavern in which it was found, he knelt within the light shining one thousand cubits from the surface of the earth.
King Tigran in the depths of holy longing for the holiness of Christ, beheld within himself the cowardice of his people and prayed:
"Աստուած մշտնջենաւոր. Աստուած յաւիտենական. որ ի ստորին աշխարհս լոյս ծագեցար եւ լուսաւորեցեր զմեզ ի խաւարային մեղաց մերոց: Որ վասն մեր ի չափաւորութիւն եկիր. անչափդ Աստուծոյ. եւ հեղեալ ծաւալեցեր զշնորհս Հոգւոյդ Սրբոյ յարարածս քո. այժմ եւ յաւիտեանս ժամանակաց բարեբանեալ ես. ընդ Հօր եւ Ամենասուրբ Հոգւոյդ. այժմ եւ միշտ եւ յաւիտեանս յաւիտենից. ամէն:
Լո՜յս. երրեակ եւ մի անբաժանելի Սուրբ Երրորդութի՛ւն. զքեզ ընդ երկնայնոցն երկրածինքս միշտ փառաւորեմք. ի ծագել լուսոյ առաւօտուս` ծագեա՛ ի հոգիս մեր զլոյս քո իմանալի:
Լուսովդ քո. Քրիստո՛ս. ամենեքեան լուսաւորեցաք. եւ ի սուրբ խաչ քո. Փրկիչ. հաւատացեալքս ապաւինեցաք: Լո՛ւր մեզ Աստուած Փրկիչ մեր. տո՛ւր մեզ զխաղաղութիւն քո եւ արա՛ առ մեզ զողորմութիւն քո. մա՛րդասէր Տէր:"
As the angels of the nation wept over the sight of his holy prayer, they blessed King Tigran with knowledge and wisdom and the mercy he was seeking.
"Blessed be the King, earthly and mortal," they sung, "uniting himself with the Lord Almighty, the immortal King whose crown neither fades nor ceases shining brighter than the light of the sun," canonizing him in heaven, as the Great King Tigran.
"I have fought neither war nor battle, yet you bless me here this day having drawn from the memory and the remnance of my fathers. Their holiness, their lives, collecting within my bones, their achievements ringing within my bones, I behold your light, descending into the dark reaches of my mind lost in shadows of deception.
Save this your people from the battle that is to come, save their souls, for in the darkness of sin, they dwell, and in the light of heaven they shall rejoice upon the return of the coming King of Heaven to our earthly abode."