At the Aposticha. Prosomia. Tone 5. Hail, of ascetics.

Hail, sacred head; the pure dwelling of the virtues, the godly rule of the most godly priesthood, most manifest great Shepherd, the torch of Victory whose name you bear; who bend with compassion towards those who ask, who incline to the prayers of the weak; most ready deliverer, the saving guardian of all those who with faith celebrate your all-revered memory. Implore Christ, O All-blessed, to send down his great mercy.

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

Hail, most sacred mind; the pure lodging of the Trinity; the pillar of the Church; the support of believers; the help of the storm-tossed; star, who by the beams of your acceptable supplications ever scatter the darkness of trials and tribulations, High Priest Nicolas; calmest of harbours, in which those who are beset by the billows of life find safety. Implore Christ to grant our souls his great mercy.

Your priests, Lord, will clothe themselves with justice, and your holy ones will rejoice.

Hail, Nicolas, who filled with godlike zeal by fearsome intervention and visitations through dreams rescued from evil arrest those who were about to die unjustly. Fount, who became a rich fount of fragrant myrrh for those in Myra, and watered their souls, driving away the foul stench of the passions. Sword, which cut down the cockle of error. Winnowing fan that sifted the doctrines of Arius like chaff. Implore Christ to send down to our souls his great mercy.

Man of God and faithful servant, minister of the Lord, man of desires, vessel of election, pillar and support of the Church, heir to the Kingdom, do not cease to cry out on our behalf to the Lord.

**Prefestal. Tone 6.**

Virgin without bridegroom, where have you come from? Who begot you? And who is your mother? How do you carry the Creator in your arms? How was your womb not corrupted? We see great marvels have come to pass on earth, All-holy, and we make ready in advance that which fits your need: the Cave from the earth; and we ask heaven to provide the Star; and Magi are advancing from the eastern regions of the earth towards the west, to look on the salvation of mortals being suckled as a babe.

Apolytikion. Tone 4.

The truth of your actions proclaimed you to your flock as a rule of faith, an image of meekness and a teacher of self-control; and so you gained through humility the things on high, through poverty riches, O Father and High Priest Nicolas; 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.

And Dismissal.