On “Lord, I have cried…”, these stichera, in Tone I: Spec. Mel.: “O most lauded martyrs…”—
Glory…, Now & ever…: Theotokion—
With discourse of divine understanding ye utterly delivered the people from ignorance, O most wise apostles, and led them, saved, to the Word Who shone forth from the unbegotten Father. Him do ye entreat, that He grant unto our souls peace and great mercy.
Let us manifestly praise the true preachers of Christ: Pudens and Aristarchus and the divine Trophimus; for with the warmth of divine grace they brought the winter of falsehood to an end, and have now made their abode in never-waning radiance, receiving the reward of their labors, and deified by ineffable communion.
Following Paul, the glorious disciple, ye endured many tribulations, O glorious ones, imprisoned in chains and subjected to pain; and finally ye suffered beheading by the sword. Entreat Christ, that He grant to our souls peace and great mercy.
Woe is me! What shall I do? With transgressions I have defiled my mind, soul and body! What shall I do? How shall I escape the unbearable flame and the unbreakable and everlasting bonds? Yet, before the end grant me remission, O most immaculate one!
Stavrotheotokion—
Once, when the unblemished Virgin beheld on the Tree Him to Whom she had given birth from her seedless womb, unable to endure the wounding of her womb, she said, rending her hair: “O Thou Who sustainest all creation, how hast Thou been uplifted upon the Cross as one condemned, desiring to save mankind in every way?”
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.