At Vespers

With the balm of thy prayer, O Maiden, heal me who have been wounded by the fangs of the serpent and lie, scarce alive, on the bed of despair, and make me a servant of thy Son and God.

Glory..., in Tone II—

At “Lord, I have cried...,” these stichera, in Tone VIII—

Glory…, Now & ever…: Theotokion—

Troparion, in Tone IV—

Now and ever..., Theotokion, or this Stavrotheotokion: Spec. Mel: “When from the Tree...”—

Like the sun of God’s love, in thy love thou hast shone upon the evil and the good, O merciful Philaret, enlightening the whole world with the rays of thy beneficence, setting the hearts of the faithful afire and moving them to praise thee. Wherefore, in godly manner, we now rejoice in thy memory and cry out to thee in compunction: Pour forth thy mercy upon us who honor thy yearly festival with love.

Troparion, in Tone II—

Now and ever..., Theotokion, or this Stavrotheotokion—

Emulating God most perfect, thou didst pour forth thy mercy upon all flesh. Wherefore, having impoverished thyself for the sake of Christ’s love, thou didst therefore receive from Him recompense an hundredfold, and didst shine forth like the sun in thy repose, O right loving Philaret. Do thou cease not to remember us who honor thy yearly festival with love.

Truly thou didst love well, O Philaret wise in love, being a lover of truly good works; and illumining all with love emulating that of God, thou didst give thy possessions to God in loan, laying up as treasure the blessings of heaven; wherefore, we now glorify thee with a mighty voice, and cry out to thee with love: Rejoice, O Philaret, beloved of God!

When thou didst pass out of the sight of those who loved thee, O Philaret, shining like the sun in thy repose, all the imperial city was shaken, hastening to thy bier in a countless multitude; and compassionate weeping was heard in all the streets, the orphaned and the poor fervently crying out to thee: To whom hast thou abandoned us, O merciful father? To whose care dost thou entrust us? Yet cease not to concern thyself for the souls of us in the land of thine earthly sojourn.

She that kneweth not wedlock, beholding Thee nailed to the wood of the Cross, O Jesus, weeping said: O sweet Child, Thou unapproachable Light of the all-unoriginate Father, why hast Thou left me alone, who gave Thee birth? But haste Thou and glorify Thyself, that those who glorify Thy divine sufferings may receive divine glory!

After the Aposticha, Glory..., in Tone III—

O Philaret, emulator of the merciful God, in the days of thine earthly life thou didst do good unto all who came unto thee, spiritually perceiving the need of each, distributing gold, silver and copper coins according to their need. Wherefore, accept even me who now approach thee, and disdain not mine impoverished heart, but by thy gifts enrich it as much as thou seest fit, that I may cry out to thee in thanksgiving: Rejoice, O most merciful father Philaret!

A sword pierced thy heart when thou didst behold thy Son upon the Cross, O all-pure one; and thou didst cry out: O my Son and my God, Who hast kept me a virgin even after giving birth, do not show me forth as childless!

Emulating Abraham in faith and following after Job in patience, O father Philaret, thou didst distribute the blessings of the earth to the needy and didst manfully endure the lack thereof. Wherefore, Christ our God, the Judge of the contest, hath crowned thee with a diadem of light. Him do thou entreat, that our souls be saved.

On “Lord, I have cried…”, these stichera, in Tone III: Spec. Mel.: “Great are the powers of Thy Cross…”—

The grace of the Holy Spirit dwelt within thee, O prophet of God, and with its light made thee an all-radiant lamp; and through thee He preached to Nineveh the great things which were to come.

Thou wast shown to be a luminous cloud, O Nahum, prophet of God, letting fall a shower of divine knowledge; and thou didst straightway give the city of Nineveh the judgment of God to drink, for it was sick with ungodliness.

As a partaker of incorrupt glory, ineffable renown, unutterable joy and divine sweetness, O divinely inspired Nahum, prophet of God, pray thou for us to the Master of all.

And three stichera of the Theotokos, in the same tone and melody—

[These stichera are only chanted on weekdays during the Nativity Fast, if the pastor elect to serve the services in lenten fashion, with the chanting of “Alleluia” at Matins instead of “God is the Lord.” In such a case, at Vespers the stichera of the Theotokos are chanted first on “Lord, I have cried...,” followed by the stichera of the saint.]

Knowing the weakness of my body, the sickness of my soul and the troubled state of my heart, vouchsafe unto me divine visitation, O most immaculate Virgin, and save me, I pray, by thy fervent supplication.

I have surpassed all in mine offenses, O Mistress; but, cleansing me of the multitude thereof, O Virgin, entreating thy Son and God, vouchsafe that, for the sake of thy mercy, I may receive forgiveness at the judgment which is to come.

O Virgin, beseech Him Who was born of thee, that He preserve thy flock unharmed by every temptation of our adversary, the devil, and strengthen us to fulfill all the will of thy Son, O Maiden.

Stavrotheotokion—

A sword pierced thy heart, O all-pure one, when thou didst see thy Son upon the Cross; and thou didst cry out: “Show me not to be childless, O my Son and my God, Who hast preserved me a virgin even after I gave birth!”

Celebrating the memory of Thy Prophet Nahum, O Lord, through him we entreat Thee: Save Thou our souls!