At the aposticha, these stichera idiomela, in Tone IV—

Come, O ye people, let us hymn the all-holy and pure virgin from whom the incarnate Word of the Father came forth ineffably; and let us cry aloud, saying: Blessed art thou among women, and blessed is the womb which contained Christ! Having surrendered thy soul into His holy hands, O all-pure one, entreat Him, that our souls be saved.

After the blessing of the loaves, the troparion of the feast, in Tone I—

Stichos: Arise, O Lord, into Thy rest, Thou and the ark of Thy holiness.

Let us chant today the hymn of David unto Christ God, O ye people: The virgins that follow after her, said he, shall be brought to the King, and those near her shall be brought in gladness and rejoicing; for she who is of the seed of David, for whose sake we have been deified, is gloriously and ineffably placed in the hands of her Son and Master. Hymning her as the Mother of God, let us cry aloud and say: From every evil circumstance save us who confess thee to be the Theotokos, and deliver our souls from misfortunes!

Stichos: The Lord hath sworn in truth unto David, and He will not annul it.

O all-holy and pure virgin, we, the multitude of angels in heaven and the generation of men on earth, bless thy most honored dormition, for thou wast the Mother of Christ God, the Creator of all. We pray thee: Never cease to entreat in behalf of us who have set our hope on thee and God, O most hymned Theotokos who knewest not wedlock.

Glory…, Now & ever…, in the same tone—

When thou didst depart unto Him Who had been ineffably born of thee, O Virgin Theotokos, James the brother of God and first bishop was present, with Peter, the most honorable and preëminent, the foremost of theologians, and the whole divine choir of the apostles, hymning the divine and awesome mystery of God’s dispensation with manifest theology; and, burying thy Life-giving and God-receiving body, they rejoiced, O most hymned one. And regarding one another, they said, marvelling at the wonders of her who transcendeth the all-holy senior ranks of the angels: “Lift up your gates and receive her who gave birth to the Creator of heaven and earth, and with glorifications let us hymn the precious and holy body which contained the Lord Who is invisible to us.” Wherefore, celebrating thy memory, we also cry out to thee, O all-hymned one: Exalt the horn of Christians and save our souls!

In giving birth thou didst preserve thy virginity, and in thy falling asleep thou hast not forsaken the world, O Theotokos. Thou hast been translated to life, as thou art the Mother of Life. And by thy supplications thou dost deliver our souls from death. Thrice