Ode 6. Have mercy on me, Saviour.

Kontakion. Tone 6.

With spiritual wisdom you enriched the whole world, becoming a rich bestower of the word; for rich grace from on high was poured out on your lips, O Hierarch.

Your sound has gone out into all the earth like lightning, while the power of your words, O Chrysostom, like a well-sounding trumpet, has echoed throughout all the ends of the inhabited world.

Clothed in a tunic of the virtues woven from on high, all-blessed one, and adorned with the splendour of words, you appeared as a skilled support of the truth.

The Lover of mankind who carries the universe by his almighty power, clothed himself in the weakness of flesh from you, all-blameless Virgin, for the benefit of mankind.

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You received divine grace from heaven, and through your lips you teach us all to worship one God in Trinity, venerable John Chrysostom, wholly blessed. Fittingly we praise you, for you are a teacher who makes clear things divine.

I bow the knee to the Maker of all things, I stretch out my hands to the eternal Word seeking the gift of words that I may sing the praise of the Saint whom he magnified. For he who lives to the ages said to the Prophet: I glorify those who glorify me with faith. He then, who among those of old exalted Samuel, has now glorified his Hierarch. For having traded well he brought the talent with which he had been entrusted to the King. Therefore the One above all being also exalted him. For this reason I the unworthy ask that words be given me that I may have strength to sing his praise. For he is the instructor of the of the world who makes clear things divine.

On the 13th of the month, Commemoration of our Father among the Saints, John Chrysostom, Archbishop of Constantinople.

Closing his mouth in death, the golden John

Another mouth has left to us: his books.

On the thirteenth of the month the lips that were golden fell silent.

Commemoration of the holy new Monk and Martyr Damaskinos of Constantinople, he was martyred in Constantinople in 1681.

At the prayers of the Golden-worded, Christ our God, have mercy on us. Amen.