Troparion — Tone 4
Michael, commander of the heavenly hosts, / we who are unworthy beseech you, / by your prayers encompass us beneath the wings of your immaterial glory, / and faithfully preserve us who fall down and cry out to you: / “Deliver us from all harm, for you are the commander of the powers on high!”
Troparion — Tone 5
(Podoben: “ Come, let us worship the Word...”)
O Chief Commander Michael, / you were seen overshadowing your church like a cloud raining waters of immortality. / You preserved it like another ark, / and turned aside the flow of the rivers with your staff, / for the glory of the Faith, and to the delight of our souls.
Kontakion — Tone 2
Michael, commander of God’s armies / and minister of the divine glory, / prince of the bodiless angels / and guide of mankind, / ask for what is good for us, and for great mercy, / as supreme commander of the Bodiless Hosts.