Great and Holy Wednesday
Troparion — Tone 8
Behold the Bridegroom comes at midnight, / and blessed is the servant whom He shall find watching, / and again unworthy is the servant whom He shall find heedless. / Beware, therefore, O my soul, do not be weighed down with sleep, / lest you be given up to death and lest you be shut out of the Kingdom. / But rouse yourself crying: Holy, Holy, Holy, are You, O our God! / Through the Theotokos have mercy on us!
Kontakion — Tone 4
Though I have transgressed more than the harlot, O Good One, / I have not offered You a flood of tears, but in silence I fall down before You. / With love I embrace Your most Pure feet. / As Master, grant me remission of sins, when I cry to You, O Savior: / “Deliver me from the filth of my evil deeds.”
Afterfeast of the Dormition of the Mother of God
Troparion — Tone 1
In giving birth you preserved your virginity, / in falling asleep you did not forsake the world, O Theotokos. / You were translated to life, O Mother of Life, / and by your prayers, you deliver our souls from death.
Kontakion — Tone 2
Neither the tomb, nor death could hold the Theotokos, / who is constant in prayer and our firm hope in her intercessions. / For being the Mother of Life, / she was translated to life by the One who dwelt in her virginal womb.
Martyr Andrew Stratelates, and 2,593 soldiers with him, in Cilicia
Troparion — Tone 5
You renounced the glory of earthly rank / and inherited the kingdom of heaven; / you adorned your incorruptible crown as with beautiful stones. / You led an army of martyrs to Christ, / and with the angels in the never-fading light / you found Christ the never-setting sun. / Together with those who suffered with you, / holy general Andrew, / ever pray to Him that He may save our souls.
Kontakion — Tone 4
Standing before the Lord in prayer like a star near the sun, / you were filled with ineffable joy beholding your desire: the treasure of the kingdom. / You sing without ceasing to the immortal King / together with the angels throughout the ages. / With them, general Andrew, unceasingly pray for us all.
Saint Pitirim, Bishop of Perm
Troparion — Tone 8
Instructor of Orthodoxy, teacher of piety, and treasury of mercy, / adornment of bishops, mentor of the people of Zyryansk, / O Hierarch Pitirim, you lay down your life for Christ, / pray to the only Lover of mankind for your flock, and for all who lovingly honor your memory.
Martyrs Timothy, Agapius, and Thekla, of Palestine
Troparion — Tone 4
Your holy martyrs Timothy, Agapius, and Thekla, O Lord, / through their sufferings have received incorruptible crowns from You, our God. / For having Your strength, they laid low their adversaries, / and shattered the powerless boldness of demons. / Through their intercessions, save our souls!
Venerable Theophanes of Docheiariou, Mount Athos
Troparion — Tone 8
By a flood of tears you made the desert fertile, / and your longing for God brought forth fruits in abundance. / By the radiance of miracles you illumined the whole universe! / O our holy father Theophanes, pray to Christ our God to save our souls!
Don Icon of the Mother of God
Troparion — Tone 4
Most gracious and swift Protectress of the faithful, / Most Pure Virgin Mother of God. / We beseech you before your holy and wonderworking Icon, / just as you once granted your protection to the city of Moscow, / so now mercifully deliver us from all troubles and misfortunes, / and save our souls, / as the Merciful One.
Troparion — Tone 4
O All-hymned Mother, and glorified by all, / the Queen Mother of God, / the Mother of the Creator of all created things, / the hope of Christians and Protectress of those who have no hope, / and despair of expecting quick help, we beseech you: / be merciful to us sinners, do not abandon your servants, / and do not reject the prayers of those who are unworthy. / We pray, beholding the revered image of your holy and wonderworking Icon we cry out: / “May your mercy be with those who sail and travel; / may your mercy be upon them. / O Sovereign Lady, protect me by your precious robe, / in all difficult situations preserve the faithful, / and entreat Christ God, Who was born of you, / that He may save our souls from sins.”
Kontakion — Tone 8
(Original Melody)
O Victorious Leader of Triumphant Hosts, / we, your servants, delivered from evil, sing our grateful thanks to you, O Theotokos. / As you possess invincible might, free us from every danger / so that we may sing to you: “Rejoice, O Bride, who knew not wedlock.”
Kontakion — Tone 2
Having moved to the Heavenly abodes with your body, / you did not leave those living on earth, O Theotokos, / having granted the opportunity to contemplate and venerate your sacred and wonderworking Icon to all those who love you, / as a sign of your grace, / we venerate it by kissing it.