Glory..., Now & ever...: Theotokion —
On “Lord, I have cried...,” these stichera, in Tone II: Spec. Mel: “When from the Tree...” —
Troparion, in Tone IV —
When the preëminent among the disciples, going about, confirmed the whole world, he found thee to be like a precious stone, and as a foundation of the Church, O blessed one, did he set thee, who cast down the pillars and temples of idolatry by the divine power of the Word Whose good pleasure it was to consort with men in the flesh.
Dispelling the evil spirits of malice by the Word, thou didst make men spiritual by the grace of the Spirit, O martyr Pancratius, working the field of their hearts, and casting the divine seed thereupon, the fruits of which thou hast offered to the heavenly Husbandman, praying for those who praise thee with faith.
With noetic splendors didst thou make the West like unto the East, bearing the sun of the knowledge of God Who shone forth upon us from the Virgin in manner past understanding; and having set in thy suffering, O father, thou didst shine forth to the never-setting Light, where, reflections having been abolished, thou beholdest the longed-for beauty of the Judge of thy contest, O Pancratius.
In thy womb didst thou, without confining Him, bear God Who alone is infinite and Who became man in His goodness, O all-holy Bride of God. Therefore, I entreat thee: Rescue me from the passions which beset me, that, having trod the straight and narrow path, I may attain unto that which leadeth to life, O Virgin.
Stavrotheotokion —
Beholding Thee nailed to the Tree of the Cross, O Jesus, she who tasted not of wedlock said, weeping: “O my sweet Child, wherefore hast Thou abandoned me who alone gave Thee birth? O unapproachable Light of the all-unoriginate Father, haste Thou and be glorified, that they that glorify Thy divine sufferings may receive divine glory!”
As thou didst share in the ways of the apostles and didst occupy their throne, thou didst find thine activity to be a passage to divine vision, O divinely inspired one. Wherefore, ordering the word of truth, thou didst suffer for the Faith even to the shedding of thy blood. O hieromartyr Pancratius, entreat Christ God that our souls be saved.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.