AT VESPERS

**At** Lord, I have cried**, we insert 6 stichera, and we sing the following Prosomia.**

**Theotokion.**

Tone 8.

Or Cross-Theotokion.

Lord, though at the window Thekla was transfixed by your love, yet standing in spirit by your throne in the highest she was amazed at your incomparable beauty, who took flesh in your love for mankind that you might save our souls.

Lord, though to the Apostle in bondage Thekla hastened, yet she shook off the bond of striving for earthly things; and captured by the might of your love she was bound steadfast to you, the Saviour of our souls.

Lord, though from her teacher Thekla was not willingly isolated, yet she had you present with her at the moment of the contest; and stripped naked of her robe she was covered by your glory, and crowned at your hands she shields our souls.

Lord, though to the fire your chaste Protomartyr was condemned, yet she was not consumed by it, for she had obtained you as gentle moisture, and she remained unharmed among many wild beasts, guarded by your hand, O Saviour of our souls.

By Anatolios. Some say Andrew of Jerusalem.**

All-blessed Thekla, companion of Paul and fellow-athlete of Stephen, by your athletic struggles you trampled down the foe, and as a martyr having smashed his devices, you escaped Thamyris and were wedded to Christ, the true lover. Protomartyr of Christ among women, as you have boldness, rescue from dangers the souls of us who faithfully celebrate your memory.

You are my sure refuge, my hope and protection, chaste Virgin-mother; make haste then with speed and deliver me from the ills which beset me on every side.

When she saw you crucified, O Christ, she who bore you lamented and cried out as a mother: My Son and my God, my sweetest child, how do you bear shameful suffering?