Ode III

Irmos: Neither in wisdom, nor in power, nor yet in riches do we boast, but in Thee, O Christ, the hypostatic Wisdom of the Father; for none is holy save Thee, O Thou Who lovest mankind.

Sessional hymn, in Tone I: Spec. Mel.: “When the stone had been sealed…”—

With all thy heart thou didst repair to the wellspring of good things, and thence thou didst shine forth radiantly with divine effulgence most rich, O sacred father.

Theotokion: Deliver me from every attack of the serpent adversary, O pure Virgin Mother, and illumine the heart of me who glorify thee, the most immaculate one, with faith.

Protected by the laws of God, O father, with divine power thou didst destroy the synagogue of iniquitous heresies, saving thy flock, O father Hypatius.

Glory…, Now & ever…: Theotokion—

Illumined by the all-radiant and exalted lamp of the Spirit, O wise one, lamps shining forth from the water at night revealed thee to those who passed by.

Augmenting the blessed choir of the divine fathers which Christ assembled, thou wast a member of the First Council, O blessed one, strangling Arius the most insane.

Thou didst shine forth in the world, O holy hierarch Hypatius, illumining with miracles those who have recourse to thee with faith; and having suffered even to the shedding of thy blood, O wise one, thou didst unite thyself even more to Christ, and joinest chorus with the angels in the heavens, praying for us. Glory to God Who strengthened thee! Glory to Him Who crowned thee! Glory to Him Who, through thee, worketh healings for all!

Stretching forth thy divine hands, wherewith thou didst bear the Creator Who became incarnate in His goodness, O all-holy Virgin, entreat Him, that He deliver from temptations, sufferings and misfortunes us who praise thee with love and cry out: Glory to Him Who dwelt within thee! Glory to Him Who issued forth from thee! Glory to Him Who hath delivered us by thy birthgiving!

Or this stavrotheotokion—

When Thou wast crucified on the Cross by the iniquitous, O Savior, and the soldiers pierced Thy side with a spear, the all-pure one lamented bitterly and stood in awe of Thy great and dread patience, crying out: Glory to Thy love for men! Glory to Thy goodness! Glory to Thee Who by Thy death hast given men immortality!