At the Aposticha: Glory…, in Tone VI—

Blossoming forth in the exercise of the divine virtues in accordance with thy name, O Blaise, thou didst flourish like a palm-tree in the courts of the Lord, as David said, and like a cedar didst thou increase through chastisements. Like a fruitful vine in the house of God, pruned during torment by the application of tortures, thou hast exuded for us a noetic wine from the fruit of thy struggles. Drinking thereof, we fill our hearts with divine gladness; and assembling together for the honored memorial of thy repose, we praise thee, calling thee blessed, and asking that, through thee, we may receive peace and great mercy.

Now & ever…: Theotokion, or this Stavrotheotokion: Spec. Mel.: “On the third day…”—

Troparion, in Tone IV—

Thy pure Virgin Mother, beholding the most iniquitous ones who unjustly nailed Thee to the Tree, was wounded within, as Symeon foretold.

As thou didst share in the ways of the apostles and didst occupy their throne, thou didst find thine activity to be a way to the vision of God, O divinely inspired one. Wherefore, ordering the word of truth, thou didst suffer for the Faith even to the shedding of thy blood, O hieromartyr Blaise. Entreat Christ God, that our souls be saved.