At the Aposticha, these stichera, in Tone IV—

Litany and Dismissal.

Glory..., in Tone VI—

Thou didst belong to the Lord from thine infancy, acquiring the sense of a grown man in thy childhood, desiring the wisdom of God; and thou wast wholly a dwelling place of God, O gracious John, our father.

Troparion, in Tone IV—

Glory..., Now and ever..., troparion of the Forefeast, in the same tone—

Stichos: He hath dispersed, he hath given to the poor, his righteousness abideth unto ages of ages.

Or this Troparion, in Tone IV—

Standing before the Holy Trinity with a mind illumined by grace, O blessed John, with heavenly rays thou hast illumined those who lie in the darkness of sin. Enlighten us also with the light of thy divine vision.

Stichos: His heart is ready to hope in the Lord.

Light unapproachable abode within thee, O righteous father, and the Lord set thee as a lamp amid the darkness of sin. Wherefore, instructed by thee, we hymn thy gracious memory, O John.

O Lord, Who didst bind Thine apostles with the bond of love, and hast appointed our father John as a new herald of Thy love: Establish even now the Church’s bond of love, O our Savior, that united we may hymn Thee and Thine ineffable goodness.

Now & ever…, of the forefeast, in the same tone—

Sing unto the Lord Who is born of the Virgin! Chant a hymn, ye armies of heaven! Clap your hands, ye mortal men! For God is come among men! Man hath become God by a gift. Lo! a wonder taketh place among us today: Christ, the King of Israel, is come!

With the apostles thy sound hath gone forth into all the earth; with the confessors thou didst endure sufferings for Christ; thou didst resemble the holy hierarchs in thy preaching of the Word; and with the venerable hast thou shone forth in the grace of God. Therefore, the Lord hath exalted the depths of thy humility above the heavens, and hath given us thy name as a source of most wondrous miracles. Wherefore, O wonderworker, who livest in Christ forever, take pity in thy love upon people in misfortunes; and hearken unto thy children, who with faith call upon thee, O righteous John, our beloved pastor.

O wonderworker, who livest in Christ forever, take pity in thy love upon people in misfortunes; hearken unto thy children who with faith call upon thee, expecting compassionate aid from thee, O John of Kronstadt, our beloved pastor.

Make ready, O Bethlehem! Be thou opened unto all, O Eden! Adorn thyself, O Ephratha! For in the cave the Tree of Life hath sprung forth from the Virgin. Her womb is shown to be a noetic paradise, in the midst of which is the divine Tree, whereof eating, we shall live, and not die as did Adam. Christ is born, that He might restore His image which fell of old!

Adorn thyself, O Bethlehem! Sing, O city of Sion! Rejoice, O wilderness, betrothing joy beforehand! For the star cometh forth to Bethlehem, heralding Christ, Who is to be born; the cave receiveth Him Whom nought can contain; and the manger maketh ready to accept Life eternal. To Him let us all chant and cry aloud: Save Thou our souls, O Jesus God, Who becamest incarnate for our sake!

Stichos: God shall come forth out of Thæman, and the Holy One out of a mountain overshadowed and densely wooded.

Christ our God, Who manifestly cometh, shall arrive, and will not delay. He shall manifest Himself through her who knew not wedlock, shall rest now in the cave. He Whom heaven cannot contain shall lie in a manger of dumb beasts. Receive Him Who in thee shall be wrapped in swaddling-bands, Who by His word hath loosed us from irrationality! The star proclaimeth Him, the magi offer worship, the shepherds pipe, beholding the strange wonder, and the angels chant on earth, seeing the deliverance of our race.

Stichos: O Lord, I have heard Thy report, and I was afraid; O Lord, I considered Thy works, and I was amazed.

Dance, O Isaiah, receiving the Word of God! Prophesy unto the Maiden Mary, the bush which burnt with fire, yet was not consumed by the effulgence of the Godhead! Adorn thyself well, O Bethlehem! Open thy gates, O Eden! Ye magi, come to behold Salvation wrapped in swaddling-bands in the manger, Whose star shone above the cave: The Lord, the Bestower of life, Who saveth our race.

Glory…, of the hieromartyr, the composition of the Studite, in Tone I—

Thine annual festival, O God-bearer Ignatius, hath arisen like an animate pillar and an inspired cloud, proclaiming thy mysteries and the mighty deeds which thou didst show forth when upholding the Faith even to the shedding of thy blood. Yea, blessed and ever-memorable was thy voice when thou didst say: “As the grain of God I am ground by the teeth of the wild beasts.” Wherefore, as thou wast an emulator of the suffering of thy Christ, pray thou, that our souls be saved.

Now & ever…, of the forefeast, in Tone VI—

Adorn thyself well, O cave! For the ewe-lamb cometh, bearing Christ in her womb. O manger, receive Him Who by His word hath released us mortals from irrational acts! Ye shepherds, piping, bear witness to the awesome wonder! Ye magi from Persia, bring gold, frankincense and myrrh to the King! For the Lord hath appeared from the Virgin Mother! And His Mother, gazing down upon Him, bowed her head like a handmaid, and exclaimed to Him Who was held in her arms: “How wast Thou sown within me? How didst Thou spring forth within me, O my Deliverer and God?”