Irmos: Establish me, O Christ, upon the immovable rock of Thy commandments, and illumine me with the light of Thy countenance, for there is none as holy as Thee, Who lovest mankind.
Kontakion of the unmercenary physicians, in Tone II—
Sessional hymn, in Tone VIII: Spec. Mel.: “Of the Wisdom…”—
As is meet, let us all hymn the well-springs of healings, the streams of divine gifts, the most splendid receptacles of the immaterial Light.
Theotokion: He Who before was invisible appeared in our form, O Theotokos, when He united His Godhead to the flesh in thine all-holy womb, O Bride of God.
Like luminaries in the divine firmament of the Church, ye illumine the faithful with the light of miracles, which do ye never cease to perform, O glorious ones, healing men’s infirmities.
Irmos: O Theotokos, thou living and abundant fountain: in thy divine glory establish those who hymn thee and spiritually form themselves into a choir; and vouchsafe unto them crowns of glory.
As benefactors curing sufferings and pangs of body and soul, O most honored ones, ye heal those who have recourse to you now with fervor.
Glory…, Now & ever…: Theotokion—
Having finished the same race, ye were vouchsafed the same gifts, and have received equal honors in heaven, O wonder-working unmercenaries.
Adorned with the fruits of the virtues, ye manifestly pruned away every corrupting pleasure of life, looking unceasingly toward the beauty of God.
Bound to God and neighbor by love, by grace ye destroy all the malice of the demons; wherefore, we celebrate your festival, O right wondrous ones.
Beautifully drawing forth streams of miracles from your deep wellspring, with mystical showers ye drive away the dark passions, and grant healings to ailing men. Wherefore, having received the gladness of health through you, O all-glorious ones, we cry out, amazed: O God-bearing unmercenaries, entreat Christ God, that He grant remission of offenses unto those who celebrate your holy memory with love. Twice
In that the divine fire burneth within you, O blessed of God, extinguish the flame of our passions, warming our minds with faith.
As the most immaculate Bride of the Creator, as the Mother of the Deliverer, who knewest not man, as the receptacle of the Comforter, O all-hymned one, haste thou and deliver me — who am the vile habitation of iniquity and am become in mind the plaything of the demons — from their malice, and make me the splendid abode of the virtues. O luminous and incorrupt one, drive away the clouds of the passions and vouchsafe through thy supplications that I may partake of the never-waning light of the Most High.
We now hymn the three most honored pairs of unmercenaries Cosmas and Damian, whose works were the same, as were their names.
Stavrotheotokion—
Radiant of life, steadfast of faith and equal in zeal, they shone forth from Rome, Asia and Arabia. Wherefore, let them be honored together by us.
The ewe-lamb, beholding the Lamb, Shepherd and Deliverer upon the Cross, exclaimed, weeping, and, bitterly lamenting, cried out: “The world rejoiceth, receiving deliverance through Thee; but my womb doth burn, beholding Thy crucifixion, which Thou endurest in the loving-kindness of Thy mercy. O long-suffering Lord, abyss and inexhaustible wellspring of mercy, have pity, and grant remission of offenses unto those who with faith hymn Thy divine sufferings!”
Glory…: Come, be ye healed of your infirmities, O ye sick; for the three pairs, rich in the grace of the Trinity, grant healings unto those who hymn God with faith.
Now & ever…: O Theotokos, who gavest birth to the Healer of souls and bodies, grant us healing, pouring forth the oil of thy loving-kindness, unto our health and salvation.
Having received the grace of healings, ye extend health to those in need, O all-glorious physicians and wonderworkers. By your visitation cast down the audacity of the enemy, healing the world through your miracles.
Ikos: The discourse of the wise physicians passeth all understanding and wisdom, and they give knowledge unto all; for, having received the grace of the Most High, they invisibly grant healing unto all. Wherefore, it hath been given to me to recount and hymn their grace, in that they are God-bearing favorites and servants of Christ, who bestow a multitude of miracles; for they deliver all from sickness, healing the world by their miracles.
Sessional hymns of the unmercenary physicians, in Tone VIII—
All-adorned by the Spirit like lilies, like roses, ye emit sweet fragrance upon all; wherefore, we flee unto you, O God-bearing unmercenaries. Entreat Christ God, that He grant remission of transgressions unto those who with love celebrate your holy memory.
Glory…: Having received blessed hope, ye are fittingly called blessed by all, as fulfillers of the divine wishes of our God; and ye have been shown to be healers of incurable infirmities, O unmercenaries of great renown. Wherefore, heal ye our passions and drive away the clouds of despondency from those who call upon you with faith.
Now & ever…: Come, let us magnify the Queen of all with our voices, and chanting, let us cry aloud: O most hymned Virgin, cause of joy, save those who honor thee, and protect us from all manner of temptations, ailments and tribulations; for as the Mother of God thou hast the boldness to pray for us. Wherefore, we beseech thee: Entreat thy Son and God, that He grant forgiveness to thy servants.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.