At the aposticha, these stichera, in Tone VI: Spec. Mel.: “On the third day…”—
Menaion — translated by Isaac Lambertsen
In manner past understanding the boundless wisdom of God hath made Himself a house from the Virgin, and incomprehensibly desireth to be born in the flesh in the cave, and laid in a manger of dumb beasts.
Troparion of the martyrs, in Tone IV—
Stichos: God shall come forth out of Thæman, and the Holy One out of a mountain overshadowed and densely wooded.
Thou didst reveal Thyself to the prophets as far as they were able to behold Thee, the Creator, O Christ; but in latter times Thou didst show Thyself to all men, becoming man in the city of Bethlehem.
Stichos: O Lord, I have heard Thy report, and I was afraid; O Lord, I considered Thy works, and I was amazed.
The star made its transit, heralding Christ, the Sun of righteousness, to those who observed the stars, and in the city of Bethlehem the angels now announce glad tidings to the shepherds. With them let us also hasten, O ye divinely wise.
Glory…, in Tone II—
Today Crete celebrateth the forefeast of the nativity of Christ at the memorial of the passion-bearers. Wherefore, through their supplications, O Lord, save Thou our souls!
Now & ever…, in the same tone—
Behold! the time of our salvation hath drawn nigh! Make ready, O cave: the Virgin cometh to give birth! O Bethlehem, thou land of Judah, adorn thyself and be glad, for from thee hath our Lord shone forth! Hearken, ye mountains and hills, and ye lands of Judæa round about, for Christ cometh forth, that He might save man whom He created, in that He loveth mankind.
In their sufferings, O Lord, Thy martyrs received imperishable crowns from Thee, Our God; for, possessed of Thy might, they set at nought the tormenters and crushed the feeble audacity of the demons. By their supplications save Thou our souls.
Glory…. Now & ever…, of the forefeast, in the same tone—
Make ready, O Bethlehem! Open unto all, O Eden! Adorn thyself, O Ephratha! For the Tree of life hath blossomed forth from the Virgin in the cave. Her womb is shown to be a noetic paradise, wherein lieth a divine garden, eating from whence we live, not dying like Adam. Christ is born to raise up His image which before was fallen.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.