On “Lord, I have cried…”, these stichera, in Tone VIII: Spec. Mel.: “O ye martyrs of the Lord…”—
Glory…, Now & ever…: Theotokion—
Though thy chest was lacerated until thine inner parts were exposed, O valiant martyr Eupsychius, thou didst remain unshaken, looking with thy noetic eye toward God Who strengthened thee and put the iniquitous to shame. Him do thou entreat, that those who honor thy memory with faith be saved today.
Thy divine head was cut off with a blow from a sword, O valiant martyr, and instead of blood thou didst miraculously pour forth milk and water, and didst draw the ignorant to understanding, receiving ineffable glory and granting great mercy to all by thy divine mediations.
With goodly courage Eupsychius ended his sufferings and struggles, vanquishing the mindless through patience, and amazing the unbelieving by undergoing unbearable pangs. Wherefore, after his end he hast found blessedness. Through his supplications, O Lord, grant great mercy to all.
My thoughts are impure, my lips lying, and all mine acts defiled. What then shall I do? How can I meet the Judge? O Virgin Mistress, entreat thy Son, Creator and Lord, that He receive my spirit in repentance, for He alone is compassionate.
Stavrotheotokion—
“I cannot bear to see Thee asleep upon the Tree, Who givest watchfulness to all, that Thou mightest give divine and saving wakefulness to those who of old fell into the sleep of perdition through the fruit of disobedience!” weeping, the Virgin said, whom we magnify.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.