Ode III

Irmos: The bow of the mighty hath been broken by Thy might, O Christ, and the strengthless have girded themselves with power.

Glory..., Now and ever..., Theotokion—

Sessional hymn, in Tone VII—

Thou didst open thy hands unto the poor and the wretched, and thy lips unto the praise of thy Creator and God, O righteous one. Wherefore, the gates of paradise have been opened unto thee with joy.

Theotokion: Rejoice radiantly with Joachim, O righteous Anna, for in but a few days thou shalt joyously cry out: Lo! the most glorious root of the Tree of life hath been sown within me!

Irmos: O Christ Who by Thy command fixed the earth upon naught and suspended its weight unsupported: establish Thou Thy Church upon the immovable rock of Thy commandments, O Thou Who alone art good and lovest mankind.

Sessional hymn, in Tone V: Spec. Mel.: “The Word Who is equally unoriginate…”—

When thou didst beggar thyself for a while, while God tested thy love, O Philaret, in no wise despondent, thou didst place all thy trust in God, Who humbleth, exalteth and bestoweth wealth.

Theotokion: O pure one, He Who loveth mankind and of old brought all things into existence cometh forth from thy holy womb in His love for man, that He might deliver men.

Thou didst not set thy heart on fleeting riches, but established it in the will of God, O wise Philaret, truly well-beloved.

Glory…, Now & ever…: Theotokion—

“Come ye, and let us set forth a great feast, let us prepare a banquet of honor,” thou didst say to thy household, O Philaret, announcing the arrival at thy house of the King Himself and His servants; and when the time was come, thou didst go forth to meet those who were invited: the poor and wretched of the imperial city; and to all who marvelled, beholding them, thou didst cry: “These are the servants of the King, and in them the King Himself is come!” Truly, therefore, Christ, the King of kings, came invisibly to thy feast, and with love dost thou now serve Him in unwaning light, reclining with the saints at His banquet and chanting the awesome hymn sung thrice by the seraphim.

Thou hast surpassed the powers of heaven, for thou hast been shown to be a divine temple, in that thou gavest birth unto Christ, the Savior of our souls, O blessed Theotokos.

Or this Stavrotheotokion—

Ever protected by the Cross of thy Son, O Virgin, we escape the demons’ assault. Wherefore, raising a song as is meet, we glorify thee, O all-hymned Theotokos.

Through communion with the life-creating and divine Spirit thou becamest godly of soul; wherefore, at the behest of God thou wast purified beforehand, manifestly to declare to all things which are far distant, O divinely inspired one.

O blessed God-seer, thou didst foresee the ­judgment of retribution for the impious enemies who with incurable wickedness offend the long-suffering, mercy and goodness of God.

Having acquired an intelligence unconfused by a base character, O glorious Nahum, thou becamest a most pure receptacle of the divine Spirit, radiantly receiving His effulgence and illumining all; wherefore, we beseech thee: Pray thou for peace for the world.

O pure one, earnestly entreat the Lord God Who for our sake became incarnate of Thee, that He take pity on us who have become corrupt in transgressions, and avert His wrath and anger from those who with faith unceasingly honor and praise His power and might.

Stavrotheotokion—

Thy Mother, O Christ, beholding Thee hanging of Thine own will between the thieves upon the Cross, said maternally, her womb rent asunder: “O my sinless Son, how is it that Thou hast been unjustly nailed to the Cross as a malefactor, desiring to bring life to the human race, in that Thou art compassionate?”