At the Aposticha Prosomia Stichera.

Glory. Both now. **Theotokion.**

Tone 5. Hail, of ascetics.

**Theotokion. Same Tone.**

Hail, prince of ascetics and their undefeated champion, for cutting out the roots of the passions and withstanding the assaults of the demons, you triumphed over their enfeeblements and their soul-destroying error. You displayed the unconquerable power of the Saviour’s Cross. Clothed in it you conquered all those who reject Christ’s divine manifestation through flesh. Implore him to grant our souls his great mercy.

Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his holy one.

Hail, Antony, companion of the angelic choirs in the highest, for you truly lived their way of life on earth, practising virtue, and you appeared as a pure unsullied mirror, reflecting the dazzling lightning flashes of the Holy Spirit, all-happy Father. And so you were illumined and saw what was to come, foretelling all things, initiated by the divine light of Christ’s manifestation. Implore him to grant our souls his great mercy.

Blessed the man who fears the Lord, he will delight greatly in his commandments.

Established by virtues, you became a pillar formed of light and an overshadowing cloud for those in the desert, leading those who see God from earth to heaven. With the staff of the Cross you divided the sea of the passions, while by routing the spiritual Amalek you found the unimpeded ascent to heaven, O blessed of God, and an unsullied lot with the Bodiless Powers, as you stand with greatest joy before the throne of Christ, implore him to grant our souls his great mercy.

**Tone 8. By Sykeotes.**

We multitudes of monastics honour you as our teacher and guide, for through you we have learned to walk the truly straight path. Blessed are you, for enslaved to Christ you triumphed over the power of the foe, companion of Angels and comrade of Paul the Theban. With them intercede with the Lord to have mercy on our souls.

Virgin without bridegroom, who ineffably conceived God in the flesh, Mother of God Most High, accept the entreaties of your servants, O All-unblemished, who grant to all purification of faults. Now receive our supplications and implore that we may all be saved.

Apolytikion. Tone 4.

The zealous Elias you imitated by your life, you followed the Baptist by straight paths, our Father Anthony; you became the founder of the desert and strengthened the whole world by your prayers. And so intercede with Christ God that our souls may be saved.

The mystery hidden from all eternity and unknown to Angels, has been revealed to those on earth through you, O Mother of God: God being made flesh in a union without confusion, and willingly accepting the Cross for us, through which he raised the first-formed man and saved our souls from death.