Far as the curse is found...

a thought from a forerunner: take heart

"Indeed, the worship of demons has ceased. Creation has been sanctified with divine blood. Altars and temples of idols have been overthrown. Knowledge of God has been implanted. The consubstantial Trinity, the uncreated Godhead is worshiped, one true God, Creator and Lord of all.
Virtue is practiced.

Hope of the resurrection has been granted through the resurrection of Christ.


The demons tremble...

The Gospel of the knowledge of God has been preached to the whole world and has put the adversaries to flight not by war and arms and camps. Rather, it was a few

unarmed,

poor,

unlettered,

persecuted,

tormented,

done-to-death

men, who, by preaching One who had died crucified in the flesh, prevailed over the wise and powerful, because the almighty power of the Crucified was with them...

These are the successes consequent upon the advent of the Christ; these are the signs of His power...

Well done, O Christ, O Wisdom and Power and Word of God, and God almighty! What should we resourceless people give Thee in return for all things?

For all things are Thine and Thou askest nothing of us but that we be saved."

~ John of Damascus

a hymn for Christ's Mass: God is not dead, nor doth He sleep

I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old familiar carols play.
And wild and sweet the words repeat
Of Peace on earth, good will to men.

I thought how as the day had come
The belfries of all Christendom
Had roll'd along th' unbroken song
Of Peace on earth, good will to men.

And in despair, I bow'd my head:
"There is no peace on earth," I said,
"For hate is strong and mocks the song,
Of Peace on earth, good will to men."

Then pealed the bells more loud and deep;
"God is not dead, nor doth He sleep;
The wrong shall fail, the right prevail,
With Peace on earth, good will to men."

Till ringing, singing on its way
The world revolved from night to day,
A voice, a chime, a chant sublime
Of peace on earth, good will to men.