Troparion — Tone 8
By a flood of tears you made the desert fertile / And by your longing for God you brought forth fruits in abundance. / By the radiance of miracles you illuminated the whole universe. / O our holy Father John Climacus, pray to Christ our God to save our souls.
Kontakion — Tone 1
You offered us your teachings as fruits of everlasting freshness, / To sweeten the hearts of those who receive them with attention. / O blessed and wise John, they are the rungs of a ladder, / Leading the souls of those who honor you from earth to Eternal glory in Heaven!
Troparion — Tone 4
From thy youth thou hast loved Christ, O blessed Sophronios, / and didst govern monastic establishments well; / and being honored with hierarchal rank, thou hast kept watch over the flock of Irkutsk. / Thus, after thy repose, thou hast received the gift of miracles from God, / and now pray to Christ God to deliver us from misfortune, and to save our souls.
Kontakion — Tone 4
Let us, O believers, extol with love the Hierarch and namesake of wisdom, / the special adornment of the Church of Irkutsk, our Father Saint Sophronios, / for he is the guardian of that city and country and a suppliant for our souls.
Troparion — Tone 5
Let us fittingly praise with joyful hymns, / holy Euboula, mother of our protector, Panteleimon. / She has given birth to our defender and healer, / the glory of martyrs and unmercinary physicians / and the swift healer of all.
Kontakion — Tone 3
Let us assemble today and joyfully celebrate / the mother of our protector, holy Euboula. / She stands before the throne of God with him, / interceding unceasingly for us, / that we may be granted forgiveness of our sins!