At the Aposticha, Prosomia.

Tone 4. You have given as a sign.

**Theotokion.

Christ, the lover of mankind, drew you out like a pearl from the abyss of the confusion of the world, Apostle Thomas, and through you he enriched those who were in doubt and involved in the poverty of dread deeds. And so we call you blessed and glorify with songs of praise you festive memorial, as we devoutly honour you.

His sound has gone out into all the earth, and his words the ends of the world.

Sacred Apostle who looked on God, you made the whole land of the Indians radiant, for you enlightened them all and by the Spirit, wise Saint, you made them children of the light and of the day; you smashed the temples of the idols and by grace you raised up churches to God’s glory and praise, blessed Intercessor for our souls.

The heavens declare the glory of God, and the firmament proclaims the work of his hands.

With your restless hand, Thomas, you searched God’s side and the wounds of the nails, which he underwent for us, and as you joyfully changed your unbelief to fair belief you cried out: You are my Lord and my God, and I glorify you, lover of mankind, who by your passion pour forth dispassion for believers.

Tone 6. By Anatolios.

You gazed on the divine mysteries of Christ, Apostle Thomas, and mystically you have been declared to be a spiritual mixing bowl, in which the souls of believers rejoice; for with the divine net of the Spirit you drew peoples from the deep of ignorance; therefore you came from Sion as a river of grace, welling up with your inspired doctrines into the whole creation. And so, imitating the passion of Christ, you were pierced in the side and entered the darkness of incorruption; implore him to have mercy on our souls.

Having placed all your hope.**

When to mind there comes the thought of the dread judgement seat of your Son, All-pure Virgin, and the universal tribunal, I am in despair, trembling and terrified at the examination of my deeds; for they are all worthless and filled with every kind of shame, and truly worthy of darkness and punishment and rejection. See my distress, and see the abasement of my soul, and deliver me from every constraint and punishment.

Apolytikion. Tone 3.

Holy Apostle Thomas, intercede with the merciful God to grant our souls forgiveness of sins.