At the Aposticha, these stichera, in Tone VIII —

Glory..., Now & ever..., in Tone V —

O Theotokos, thou honored habitation of the all-pure Light, how can we, thy slaves, worthily hymn thee? For by the revelation of the all-pure icon of thee and the preëternal Infant are all sanctified.

Now & ever…: Theotokion, or this stavrotheotokion: Spec. Mel. : “O martyrs of the Lord…” —

Troparion, in Tone IV —

Stichos: I shall commemorate thy name in every generation and generation.

O undefiled Virgin, full of divine joy, what thanks can we ever offer unto thee? For by the most radiant effulgence of thy blessed birthgiving thou hast led all up from corruption to life.

Stichos: Hearken, O daughter, and see, and incline thine ear.

O Virgin Lady, Mother of the Creator, joy of the ranks of heaven and blessed helper of the human race: Pray for the salvation of our souls.

O ye people, let us splendidly chant the hymn of David to the Maiden Bride of God, the Mother of Christ the King: At Thy right hand stood the Queen, O Master, arrayed in a vesture of inwoven gold and adorned with divine splendors. Having made her more beautiful than all the world, in that she is good and elect among women in Thy great mercy, Thou wast well-pleased to be born of her, and hast given her as a helper to Thy people, to save and protect them from misfortunes by Thine omnipotent and divine power. By her supplications, O Christ God, have mercy upon us.

O earnest helper, Mother of the Lord Most High, thou dost entreat Christ, thy Son and our God, in behalf of all, and dost cause all to be saved who have recourse to thy mighty protection. O Lady, Queen and Mistress, help us all who, amid temptations, sorrows and sickness, are heavy laden with many sins, who stand before thee and with tears pray to thee with compunctionate soul and contrite heart before thine all-pure image, and who have unfailing hope in thee: Grant deliverance from all evils, and things profitable unto all, O Virgin Theotokos, and save us all, for thou art the divine protection of thy servants.

Stichos: Wondrous is God in His saints, the God of Israel.

Come, all ye ends of the earth, and let us form a spiritual choir, and, taking up the sound of the clarion in our hymnody, let us offer songs of thanksgiving, saying: Rejoice, O warrior of Christ, O blessed martyr Procopius, for thou didst suffer for love of Him! Rejoice, thou who gavest thy body over to cruel tortures for the sake of truly everlasting and blessed life! Rejoice, thou whose insatiable soul findeth constant nourishment as a guest of Christ our God! Wherefore, pray thou for those who keep thy glorious memory with faith, that we be delivered from all wrath, corruption and torment.

Glory…, in Tone VIII —

Having like Paul received thy calling from God, O martyr Procopius, and excelling in God through thy desire for the Cross, thou didst manfully put to shame all the ungodliness and torments of the tyrants. Wherefore, thou didst stand forth against sin even to the shedding of thy blood, struggling against the invisible foe. And thou prayest unceasingly to God the Deliverer, that He grant peace to the whole world and great mercy to our souls!

I cannot bear to see Thee asleep upon the Tree, Who bestowest vigilance upon all, that Thou mayest grant divine and saving wakefulness unto those who, through the fruit of transgression, fell into the sleep of perdition!” weeping, the Virgin said, whom we magnify.