On “Lord, I have cried…”, these stichera, in Tone VIII: Spec. Mel.: “O all-glorious wonder…”—
Glory…, Now & ever…: Theotokion—
With laudations is thy memory splendidly celebrated, O holy hierarch Basil; and it hath filled with joy the assemblies of the Orthodox, for thou didst love righteousness, the purity of chastity and meekness, and didst ever honor stillness with excellence and perfection.
Emulating the divine Paul in exiles patiently endured, O holy hierarch Basil, thou didst reach the end of thy life in need and tribulations, continually oppressed, and ever forced to move; but now through God thou hast found habitation and delight which is without care and immutable.
As a God-pleasing hierarch thou now lookest upon the never-waning beams of a noetic habitation, and, clothed in holiness and clad in righteousness, thou hast been vouchsafed to behold things which are above the earth; and, face to face, O thou who art most rich, thou seest the beauty of the magnificence of noetic things.
Save me, O all-pure Mistress, who ineffably gavest birth to Christ the Savior; for thee alone have I acquired as our intercessor, an invincible rampart, protection and joy, and the divine consolation of my soul. Wherefore, deliver me from the worm that sleepeth not and from the everlasting fire, O Mother of Christ God.
Stavrotheotokion—
“What is this sight which mine eyes behold, O Master? Lifted up upon the Tree, dost Thou die, Who sustainest all creation, granting life unto all?” weeping, the Theotokos said when she beheld the God and man Who had ineffably shone forth from her uplifted upon the Cross.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.