At Vespers

On “Lord, I have cried…”, these stichera, in Tone IV: Spec. Mel.: “As one valiant among the martyrs…” —

Now & ever…: Theotokion, or this stavrotheotokion: Spec. Mel.: “Having set all aside…” —

Perceiving thee, O blessed martyr Julian, as a brilliant sun illumining the fullness of the world with noetic splendors, we celebrate thy radiant and divine memory, and bow down before the shrine of thy relics, drawing forth health for our souls.

Beaten, wounded and grievously scourged, imprisoned in a dungeon, O blessed one, driven from place to place, caged with wild beasts, brought unto the sea and drowned in the deep, thou didst receive a blessed end, refusing to deny the Master of all, O glory of the martyrs, who art most rich.

Cast up upon dry land out of the bosom of the sea by the action of the Spirit, thou wast seen by an honorable woman, who faithfully took thee up, O martyr Julian, and committed to burial thine immaculate and much-suffering body, which had vanquished the tyranny of the devil through the workings of grace.

Glory…, in Tone VI —

Having drawn forth the inexhaustible drink of the immaculate Faith, O blessed one, thou didst extinguish the worship of idols, and didst victoriously pass through the contest, made luminous with dew, shining like a never-waning star of Christ, the ever-shining Sun; and, emitting rays of martyrdom in each city, thou didst receive a blessed end in the sea, and didst come before the face of Christ as a crown-bearer. Him do thou beseech, O all-glorious Julian, that He save those who celebrate thy memory with faith.

Of old, when the unblemished ewe-lamb, the immaculate Mistress, beheld her Lamb uplifted upon the Cross, she exclaimed maternally and, marvelling, cried aloud: “O my Child most sweet, what is this new and all-glorious sight? How is it that the ungrateful assembly hath betrayed Thee to the judgment of Pilate and condemneth Thee, the Life of all, to death? Yet do I hymn, O Word, Thine ineffable condescension.”