Aposticha: these stichera, in Tone II: Spec. Mel.: “O house of Ephratha…”—

As a most splendid temple of the light of the threefold Sun, thou dost illumine the souls of those who are nurtured by thy discourses, O Basil.

Glory…, Now & ever…: Theotokion—

Troparion of the holy hierarch, in Tone I—

Stichos: My mouth shall speak wisdom, and the meditation of my heart shall be of understanding.

Glory…, Now & ever…: Troparion of the feast, in the same tone—

The sound of thy voice is like a trumpet from heaven, and thy teachings, O Basil, are fire, whereby all the teachings of the heretics are utterly consumed.

Troparion of the holy hierarch, in Tone I—

Stichos: The mouth of the righteous shall meditate wisdom, and his tongue shall speak of judgment.

Glory…, Now & ever…: Troparion of the feast, in the same tone—

Distinguishing the one thrice-radiant Light according to Persons, and theologizing the Unity thereof according to essence, O Basil, thou didst cast down Arius and Sabellius.

Honoring the circumcision of the Word and God-man according to the flesh, and the memory of Basil the Great, we venerate the Theotokos.

Thy sound hath gone forth into all the earth, which hath received thy discourse, whereby thou didst divinely teach and make clear the nature of things, and didst adorn the ways of men. O venerable father, thou royal priesthood, entreat Christ God, that our souls be saved.

O Jesus, Who in the highest dost sit with Thine unoriginate Father and the divine Spirit upon a fiery throne, thou wast well-pleased to be born on earth of Thy Mother, a Maiden who knew not man; wherefore, thou wast circumcised as a babe eight days of age. Glory to Thine all-good counsel! Glory to Thy dispensation! Glory to Thy condescension, O Thou Who alone lovest mankind!

The composition of Byzantius, in Tone I: O most blessed Basil, thou divine and sacred bee of the Church of Christ! Having armed thyself with the sting of divine desire, thou didst wound the blasphemies of abominable heresies, and didst store up the sweetness of piety for the souls of the faithful. And now, passing over the incorrupt pastures of the divine garden of paradise, be thou mindful of us as thou standest before the consubstantial Trinity.

Stichos: My mouth shall speak wisdom, and the meditation of my heart shall be of understanding.

The composition of Basil the Monk: Thou didst combine the virtues of all the saints: the meekness of Moses and the zeal of Elijah, the confession of Peter and the theology of John. And like Paul thou didst not cease to cry aloud: “Who is weak, and I am not weak? Who is offended, and I am not ashamed?” Wherefore, making thine abode with them, pray thou, that our souls may be saved.

Stichos: The mouth of the righteous shall meditate wisdom, and his tongue shall speak of judgment.

The composition of John the Monk, in Tone II: Having studied thoroughly the nature of things, and perceived the inconstancy of all, thou didst find one thing unshakable: the transcendent Creator of all that existeth; and cleaving unto Him, thou didst cast aside all desire for other things. Pray thou, O Basil who art manifest in sanctity, that we also may receive our divine desire.

Glory…, in Tone VI—

Receiving the grace of miracles from heaven, and having denounced the falsehood of idolatry by thy doctrines, O most blessed Basil, thou art the glory and confirmation of hierarchs, and the model of the teaching of all the venerable. As thou hast boldness before God, entreat Him, that our souls be saved.

Now & ever…, in Tone VIII—

The all-good God was not ashamed to be circumcised with the circumcision of the flesh, but for their salvation provided Himself as an example and pattern for all; for the Creator of the law fulfilleth the prescriptions of the law and the predictions of the prophets concerning Himself. O Lord Who holdest all things in the palm of Thy hand, and wast wrapped in swaddling-clothes, glory be to Thee!

Thy sound hath gone forth into all the earth, which hath received thy discourse, whereby thou didst divinely teach and make clear the nature of things, and didst adorn the ways of men. O venerable father, thou royal priesthood, entreat Christ God, that our souls be saved.

O Jesus, Who in the highest dost sit with Thine unoriginate Father and the divine Spirit upon a fiery throne, thou wast well-pleased to be born on earth of Thy Mother, a Maiden who knew not man; wherefore, thou wast circumcised as a babe eight days of age. Glory to Thine all-good counsel! Glory to Thy dispensation! Glory to Thy condescension, O Thou Who alone lovest mankind!