By St. Nikolai Velimirovich
Zlata was inherent of contrite peasant parents (who too had three other daughters) in the area of Slatina, in the borough of Muglin. She was a compliant and moral girl, levelheaded in the wisdom of Christ and golden, not simply in name but too in her God-fearing underlying. Taking into account what Zlata went out to get water, some brazen Turks in custody her and took her to their home. On one occasion one of them urged her to become a Moslem and be his partner, Zlata fearlessly replied: "I assemble in Christ and Him by yourself do I know as my Bridegroom. I attitude never invalidate Him, even even as you subordinate me to a thousand tortures and cut me wearing pieces." On one occasion her parents and sisters found her, her parents thought to her: "O daughter, display compassion on yourself and on us, your parents and sisters; invalidate Christ in words simply, so that we can all be cheerful, for Christ is understanding. He would reason such a sin, well-built due to the chuck of life." Her contrite parents, sisters and ancestors wept malevolently. Up till now, the member of the aristocracy essence of St. Zlata resisted such diabolical snares. She answered them: "On one occasion you let know me to invalidate Christ the true God, you are no longer my parents or my sisters. I display the Lord Jesus Christ as my dawn, the Theotokos as my mother, and the saints as my brothers and sisters." The Turks then cast her wearing put behind bars for three months, trouncing her every day until her blood saturated the auditorium. At the end, they hanging her upside down and lit a fire, to throttle her with the smoke; but God was with Zlata, and gave her form in concern. At live through they hanged her from a tree and cut her wearing not enough pieces. Suitably, this stanch virgin gave her essence up to God, and went to keep on in Paradise in the court 1796. Pieces of her remainder were busy by Christians to their homes for a blessing.
See also: Saint Chryse (Zlata) the New Injured person by St. Nikodemos the Hagiorite
Funeral song OF PRAISE: THE Sacred GREAT-MARTYR ZLATA OF MUGLIN
The Turks angst-ridden St. Zlata of golden underlying,
Suffering her to death for Christ the Being God.
Golden Zlata wept not, nor did she waver,
But surrendered her whole underlying to the Lord of Paradise.
The bawl of parents and sisters were in vain:
Zlata sought after dinner unequivocal sufferings, true delight-
The dinner that Christ prepares for levelheaded virgins,
The joy that the Bridegroom bestows upon go out of business brides.
The hurry of the dead body of Zlata the Golden was died out,
And her essence was unchained from its insubstantial put behind bars.
Zlata rose up to Paradise, happy in essence,
Embezzle her place among the stately, holy angels.
St. Zlata, at what time a contrite peasant girl,
