Ode 1. Tone 4.

Implore the Son of God without beginning, the Word of God, who appeared on earth in form like us, whom you saw, glorious Apostle, and whose hands and side you handled with your palm, to save your servants.

My God, Jesus, who knows what is hidden, and who tests minds and examines hearts, made you, all-blessed Thomas, a servant and witness and godly Apostle of his theophany.

A river of mystic waters you have been declared, Thomas, watering the face of the earth and the body of the Church with streams of the knowledge of God, and by the surge of the Spirit driving away the deception of belief in many gods.

You are the overthrower of death and corruption, All-hymned Mother of God, for you bore Christ the source of incorruption, who made human nature lovely with grace of immortality, O all-blameless.