Ode IX

Exapostilarion—

Irmos: Saved by thee, O pure Virgin, we confess thee to be in truth the Theotokos, magnifying thee with the incorporeal choirs.

O help of the world and deliverance of the despairing, into thine all-pure hands do we commit our life, magnifying thee with heart and mouth.

Great Doxology. Troparion. Litanies. Dismissal. First Hour.

Even though we commit sins, yet do we fervently repent. Take not thy mercy away from us, O Queen, that we may magnify thee day and night.

Thou art the joy, thou art the glory of the human race, O pure Virgin; thou art our protection, refuge and salvation, and we magnify thee.

We kiss thine all-pure icon and offer homage to thee, the prototype; and we set our only hope on thee. Grant that we may magnify thee also in the sweetness of paradise.

Emulating thy divine Son, O Mistress, thou criest out mercifully: “Be of good cheer, O ye faithful, be of good cheer! I am with you, and no one is against you!” Twice

Glory…, Now & ever…: The foregoing is repeated.

On the Praises, 4 stichera, in Tone VIII—

Behold the new spring of grace! Behold the inexhaustible well of miracles! Behold the treasury of healings and the healing of souls and bodies: the image of the all-immaculate Virgin! Come ye, therefore, let us make haste and run thereto, crying out from the depths of our hearts: O Mistress, take not thy mercy away from us, for thou art the hope of the hopeless! Twice

Behold, a countless multitude surroundeth thine image, O good one, receiving multifarious healings; and they cry out without ceasing: Rejoice, sight of the blind! Rejoice, hearing for the deaf and ability to walk for the lame! Rejoice, recovery of the paralyzed and strengthening of the weak! Rejoice, quickening of the dead and salvation of our souls!

Behold, thy sacred image shineth forth upon the faithful the grace of miracles: filling their hearts with joy and gladness, and imparting the healing of their bodily infirmities and the afflictions of their souls. And receiving such bounty from thee, our ever-generous and compassionate Mistress and Queen, they cry out to thee in gratitude: Rejoice, O all-blessed Mother of Christ our God, thou hope of all the Orthodox!

Glory…, Now & ever…, in Tone VII—

O all-immaculate Mother of the Creator and Author of all creation, O thou who didst nurture Him Who sustaineth the whole world with His hand, O Queen who standest at the right hand of thy Son, the King of glory: Disdain not the humble entreaties of thy servants, and avert not thine all-radiant eyes from us, that, calling upon thee in every season and at every hour, we may obtain speedy aid amid evil circumstances, and may be saved by thee, O Mistress.