Here may I be permitted to call Your Grace the second Gideon, for just as he saw with his own eyes the dew on the fleece in ancient times, so Your Grace beholds at his altar the icon of our Lady, miraculously sprinkled with tearful dew. And this golden fleece is much more precious than the fleece of Jason, which he brought from Colchis to Thessaly.

The Golden Fleece is the Most-Pure Virgin, brought from earth to heaven, "clothed with golden fringe, adorned" (cf. Psalm 44:14). Her icon, beautifully gilded, is also a Golden Fleece, when Your Eminence placed all his possessions under the feet of the Most-Pure Virgin to adorn Her icon. In addition to this, with his golden words, he gilded this Fleece, serving to praise the most holy name of the Virgin Mary.

Befitting Your Hierarchy is my wretched fleece — obedience: in obedience, as I commanded me, for the honor and glory of the Most Honorable Cherubim and the Most Glorious Seraphim, I have written this small book according to my strength.

Accept, then, my Most Reverend Pastor, this, though small, is nevertheless dear, for it is about our Dearest Lady that the Fleece is composed. Take them into your honest hands and stretch them out to your sheep for blessing.

The Fleece Irrigated Will Give You a Crown in the Sky (Retaliatory (consecration) blessing in verse by Archbishop Lazar Baranovich to Hieromonk Dimitri (in the original - in the Old Polish language).

Our Panna is a Sheep, and the Fleece is Her body,

It clothed the Son of God for eternity.

That Fleece covered you as God:

Work with God is so dear.

God's dew fell from heaven on the Fleece,

And let your Fleece be watered by the heavens.

Mary ascended into the sky not without Her Fleece,