Ode 4. Irmos.

You displayed mighty love for us, O Lord; for you gave up your Only-begotten Son to death for our sake; therefore with thanksgiving we cry to you, ‘Glory to your power, O Lord!’

Unsetting Sun, unfurling your Apostles like beams, like rays, you brought light to all the corners of the world, O Word, and you dispelled the gloom of ignorance.

A sea of dreadful sin rages round me, O Word, waves of disordered thoughts trouble my lowly soul. O Lord and Helmsman, save me at the supplications of your Disciples.

I quake with fear when I think on your fearful coming, Master; for before sentence I have within me my conscience to accuse me, and to torment my insensitivity before the torment.

Word of God, born from a Maiden, Child of God, at her holy mediation and those of your wise Apostles, rescue your servants from every distress, every constraint.

Of the Saint.

Every believer advances you each day, Nicholas, as a mediator with God; and so we implore you, Father, rescue us from harsh distress and from falling into sins.

You have the grace of the Lord as a living stream in your heart, O wise, all-blessed Father, and you unceasingly bedew those who are miserably endangered by the heat of troubles and the wasteland of sins.

Of old, All-blessed, you delivered one who was being led to an undeserved death, so now too save us from the persecution of destructive men and from every deception of the demons.

Ineffably you bore the Word, incarnate through the abundance of his compassion. Beseech him, O Immaculate, to rescue us all from carnal defilements and all the troubles of life.