Ode III

Irmos: There is none as holy as Thee, O Lord my God, Who hast uplifted the horn of Thy faithful and established us on the rock of the confession of Thee, O Good One.

Sessional hymn, in Tone III: Spec. Mel.: “Of the divine Faith…”—

Suspended aloft like a lamb upon a tree, O most blessed one, thou didst endure laceration with steadfast resolve and didst put down the assaults of the enemy by the power of the divine Spirit.

Theotokion: Isaiah, perceiving thy conception from afar, O Maiden, declared it, crying out: Lo! a Virgin shall conceive God in her womb!

In the beauties of thy wounds thou wast shown to be most comely of soul and body, O martyr, uttering cries of thanksgiving to the Judge of thy contest with a pure mind.

Glory…, Now & ever…: Theotokion—

Seeking great renown, O wise one, thou didst endure great struggles with most wise demeanor, and didst bring down him who doth ever greatly vaunt himself.

Imprisoned in a dungeon as a godly observer of the precepts of God, O divinely wise one, thou hast opened the path of doctrine unto the faithful, which leadeth to the broad plain of understanding.

Thou wast the adornment of the Church, the might of piety and the destroyer of ungodliness, O Basil; and, having endured tortures like one of the incorporeal ones, thou didst join the incorporeal ones, rejoicing, O glorious martyr. Entreat Christ God, that He grant our souls great mercy.

Taking flesh in thy womb without separating Himself from the divine Essence, the one Lord remained God while becoming man, preserving thee, His Mother, an immaculate Virgin as thou wast before giving birth. Him do thou earnestly entreat, that He grant us great mercy.

Stavrotheotokion—

The unblemished Ewe-lamb, the incorrupt Virgin Mother, beholding the Word hanging upon the Cross, Who had sprung forth from her without pain, cried out, lamenting maternally: “Woe is me, O my Child! How is it that Thou sufferest of Thine own will, desiring to deliver man from the indignity of the passions?”