Ode III

Irmos: O Word, Who established the heavens by Thy word, make steadfast our minds and hearts, that we may glorify Thee, the Savior of our souls.

Sessional hymn, in Tone VIII: Spec. Mel.: “Of the Wisdom…”—

Thou wast shown to be a noetic clarion, O father, summoning all as to battle, to stand against the hordes of the enemy with the help of Christ the Savior.

Theotokion: Thou wast truly shown to be a Mother, O Virgin, giving birth to Emmanuel, God the Word. Him do thou beseech unceasingly, O Bride who knewest not man, O blessed and pure Theotokos.

Thou wast shown to be a noetic ladder, O God-bearer, leading to the kingdom on high those who mount it with faith and are made steadfast in the Spirit by thy teachings.

Glory…, Now & ever…: Theotokion—

Thou wast revealed as a mountain of doctrine by the love of the Master, O God-bearer, gathering into the Church of Christ all who have cleaved unto Him through the virtues.

Thou wast shown to be a shower-laden cloud of the Spirit for those on earth, O all-blessed one, watering the hearts of the faithful as though they were furrows; and, going about the ends of the earth in thy divine discourses, thou didst pour forth a rain of doctrines, O all-wise one. Wherefore, with divine wisdom thou didst let fall the sweet savor of the Spirit in torrents for the hearts of all. O God-bearing Isaacius, entreat Christ God, that He grant remission of sins unto those who honor thy holy memory with love.

As the most immaculate Bride of the Creator, as the Mother of the Deliverer who knewest not wedlock, as the receptacle of the Comforter, O all-hymned one, haste thou to deliver me, who am the vile habitation of iniquity and am become in mind the plaything of the demons, from their malice, and make of me a splendid abode of the virtues. O radiant and incorrupt one, drive from me the cloud of the passions and vouchsafe unto me a share in the kingdom on high and the never-waning light, through thy supplications.

Stavrotheotokion—

The ewe-lamb, beholding the Lamb, Shepherd and Deliverer upon the Cross, cried out, weeping, and, bitterly lamenting, exclaimed: “The world rejoiceth, receiving deliverance through Thee; but my womb doth burn, beholding The crucifixion, which Thou endurest in the loving-kindness of Thy mercy. O Long-suffering Lord, abyss and unfathomable wellspring of mercy, take pity and grant remission of offenses unto those who with faith hymn Thy divine sufferings.”