At the aposticha, these stichera, in Tone VIII—

Rejoice, O our venerable father Tryphon, who hast flooded the lands of the north with the sweet waters of thy teachings, for which cause the Lord God hath bestowed a heavenly crown upon thee.

Now & ever…: Theotokion—

At the blessing of the loaves, the troparion of the venerable one, in Tone VIII—

Stichos: Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His saints.

Rejoice, O Tryphon, peer of the apostles, for, having hated the falsehood of the demons with perfect hatred, thou didst utterly destroy the snares of evil spread out in the wilderness, for which cause Christ God hath anointed thee to partake of the joy of heaven.

Stichos: Blessed is the man that feareth the Lord; in His commandments shall he greatly delight.

Rejoice, O venerable Tryphon, confessor of the Faith, who enlightened the northernmost land and the trackless wilderness, and pleased God by his inner stillness and the torrents of his tears during prayer. Beseech the Holy Trinity in behalf of us who lovingly celebrate thy memorial.

Glory…, in Tone II—

O venerable father Tryphon, the memory of thy repose hath shone forth today like the sun; like myrrh hath it been poured forth in our hearts, perfuming our souls with its sweet fragrance. For even after thy repose thou didst amaze the tsar and the people with thy miracles. Beseech the Holy Trinity, that our souls be saved.

O new wonder greater than all the wonders of the past! For who hath ever known a mother to give birth without having known a man, and to bear on her arm Him Who sustaineth all creation? Yet it was the will of God to be born. O all-pure one, who bore Him in thine arms as an infant and hast maternal boldness before Him: cease not to pray in behalf of those who honor thee, that He have compassion and save our souls.

Thou wast a teacher and guide to the path which leadeth to life; for thou wast first to arrive in part of the Norwegian land and didst illumine the heathen at the uttermost ends of the lands of the north, begetting them by water and the Holy Spirit; thou didst plant thy sacred children like olive-trees in barren wastes, and didst found the great Monastery of the Holy and Life-creating, Consubstantial and Indivisible Trinity, assembling a multitude of monks. Wherefore, honoring thee as a peer of the apostles and the desert-dwellers, and earnestly falling down before thee, we cry: Entreat the God of all for the Russian land, for thy province and for all those who honor thy memory! Twice

And “Virgin Theotokos, rejoice!…”, once.