At the Aposticha, Glory…, the composition of Anatolius, in Tone II —

Thou didst truly demonstrate the twofold working of thy Christian name: in betrothing thyself to Christ in the purity of thy virginity, with the blessing of the Father and by the activity of the Spirit; and thou didst shine forth more brightly than the rays of the sun in thy steadfast endurance of torture. Wherefore, thou didst offer thyself as a pure and unblemished sacrifice on the altar of heaven, and dost rejoice forever with the choirs of virgins and martyrs. With them, O Christina, namesake of Christ, beg thou that peace and great mercy be given to those who honor thee.

Now & ever…: Theotokion, or this Stavrotheotokion: Spec. Mel.: “When from the Tree…” —

Troparion, in Tone IV —

When iniquitous men uplifted Thee, the Life of all, upon the Tree, O Savior, Thy pure and all-immaculate Mother, standing before it, cried out, lamenting: “O my sweet Child, O light of mine eyes, woe is me! How is it that Thou hast endured to be nailed to a cross between two thieves, Who hast suspended the earth upon the waters?”

Now & ever…: Theotokion, or this stavrotheotokion: Spec. Mel.: “Joy of the ranks of heaven…” —

Thy ewe-lamb Christina, O Jesus, crieth out with a loud voice: “I love Thee, O my Bridegroom, and, seeking Thee, I suffer. I am crucified and buried in Thy baptism. I suffer for Thy sake, that I may reign with Thee; I die for Thee, that I may live with Thee. Accept me, who sacrifice myself for Thee with love, like an unblemished offering!” By her supplications save Thou our souls, in that Thou art merciful.

Desiring Christ and forsaking the world, O most honored and glorious Christina, thou hast joined the hosts on high. Beg for us great mercy.

Standing at the Cross of thy Son and God, and perceiving His long-suffering, O pure Mother, thou didst say, weeping: “Woe is me, O my Child most sweet! How dost thou suffer these things unjustly, O Word of God, that Thou mayest save mankind?”