AT VESPERS

On “Lord, I have cried…”, these stichera, in Tone IV: Spec. Mel.: “Thou hast given a sign…”—

Now & ever…: Theotokion, or this stavrotheotokion: Spec. Mel.: “O all-glorious wonder…”—

Troparion, in Tone I—

Showing forth an increase of asceticism, thou didst receive from God an outpouring of spiritual gifts to heal infirmities and dispel demons, O most blessed Auxentius, who art faithful to the calling of Christ, and full of divine grace and the power of the Spirit; wherefore, manifestly guided thereby, thou hast attained unto the harbor of faithful.

Having cleansed thyself in mind, thou wast enriched with the grace of healings and miracles; for thou didst shake off the weakness of the passions and the darkness and threefold waves of the flesh, and didst fashion splendid spiritual armor. Wherefore, thou hast shone forth among the ranks of monastics, entreating Him Who loveth mankind in behalf of those who praise thee.

Thou didst increase the talant entrusted to thee, O all-wise one; and having richly worked the soil of thy soul and sown it with tears, thou dost now reap in joy, O father, truly harvesting manifold joy and consolation. Wherefore, as one who hath boldness before the Master, entreat Him in behalf of those who hymn thee, O God-bearing Auxentius.

Glory…: the composition of Anatolius, in Tone VIII—

The pure wisdom of the Holy Spirit which dwelt within thy heart showed thee to be a dread tormentor of the spirits of wickedness, O most blessed and venerable father Auxentius, and not only one awesome, but also a healer of hidden ailments. Wherefore, having acquired boldness before God Who loveth mankind, by thine unceasing supplication free us from the passions of soul and body.

When the ewe-lamb beheld her Lamb suspended on the tree of the Cross of His own will, she cried out maternally, in painful lamentation: “O my Son, what is this strange sight which I see? How is it that Thou, the Lord Who givest life to all, dost die, O Long-suffering One, bestowing resurrection upon mortals? I glorify Thy great condescension, O my God!”

A dweller in the desert, an angel in the flesh and a wonder-worker wast thou shown to be, O our God-bearing father Auxentius. Receiving heavenly gifts through fasting, vigils and prayers, thou healest the infirm and the souls of those who with faith have recourse unto thee. Glory to Him Who hath given thee strength! Glory to Him Who hath crowned thee! Glory to Him Who worketh healings for all through thee!