Ode 5. Irmos.

Of the Saint. Another Irmos.

You, Lord, my light, came into the world, a holy light turning from the darkness of ignorance those who hymn you in faith.

Blossoming clusters of the Vine of life, the glorious Apostles have given all to drink the wine of spiritual joy.

Guide to the light of God’s commandments, O Apostles, those who foolishly  dwell in the darkness of spiritual sloth.

Blest Apostles, free us from spiritual falls, from the coming judgement, from corruption and dangers.

Save me, O God, as you love mankind, save me at the prayers of her who ineffably gave you birth and of all your godly Apostles.

Dying, wise Father, you set like the sun, and you dawned to Christ, flooding all heaven with the shining beams of your marvels, O Nicholas.

Holy Nicholas, hear us in the day we are beset with temptations and troubles, calming all their harshness by the grace of the Spirit who dwells in you.

Crushed in soul by the passions of life, I call on your help, holy Nicholas; hasten and give me complete healing by imploring him who is supremely good.

Seeing you with the eyes of the mind, Isaias cried aloud: Behold, Jesus the Lord is going to be born of a Maiden, child of God, for the rebirth of mankind.