Ode IX

Exapostilarion: Spec. Mel.: “By the Spirit in the sanctuary…”—

Irmos: Thee, the Mother of God, the radiant lamp, the all-wondrous glory more exalted than all creatures, do we magnify with hymns.

With hymns we unceasingly bless the two wise ones who shine forth the radiance of noetic Light and impart enlightenment unto all.

Theotokion: With hymns we magnify thee as the Theotokos: the cloud of the Light, the holy ark, the most radiant portal of the noetic Sun.

Celebrating the memory of our common helpers, we earnestly cry out to thee: From all harm, tribulation and grievous illnesses rescue those who hymn you!

Resurrectional exapostilarion, and this exapostilarion of the unmercenaries—

Irmos: Let every mortal leap for joy, enlightened by the Spirit; and let the nature of the incorporeal intelligences keep festival, honoring the sacred feast of the Mother of God, and let them cry aloud: Rejoice, O most blessed Theotokos, pure Ever-virgin!

Creating the strength of spiritual health for the faithful, as saviors ye also cure the bodily sufferings presented to you; wherefore, ye are ever hymned.

Now & ever…: Theotokion, in the same tone: Spec. Mel.: “As one valiant among the martyrs…”—

Let us bless Charalampius, the wonderworker among hierarchs and generous helper among passionbearers, the physician of the infirm and dispeller of pestilential plagues.

The beacons of divine radiance, who now without ceasing impart light, noetically illumine the heaven of the honored Church with an outpouring of effulgence.

Now & ever…: Theotokion—

Thou hast been shown to be a great defender of the faithful and a deliverer from misfortunes, O divinely wise Charalampius; wherefore, from all wrath and pestilence free those who glorify thee.

The two praised ones divinely called by the worshipful Trinity pour forth gifts of healing upon all who ask and bless them with love.

Now & ever…: The theotokion of the resurrectional exapostilarion.

When thy relics are honored and kissed, ailments of body and soul cease, O Charalampius; for Christ hath given them the ability to heal and to drive away grievous sufferings.

Ye have received from God the grace of healing, to cure ailments and heal all who have recourse to your divine temple with faith, O blessed unmercenaries; wherefore, together we bless your honored memory as is meet.

Today let us praise Modestus, the lamp of the Church which hath been set on the lampstand of Sion, who shineth forth with rays of loving-kindness and healeth the diseases of men and cattle.

O all-pure one, thou gavest birth to God, the Word of God, Who doth most wisely accomplish the excellent dispensation of salvation for the world; wherefore, we all fittingly hymn thee as the one who prayeth to Him, that we be delivered from sickness and every misfortune.

Thou wast long the shepherd of Jerusalem, and hadst compassion for both reason-endowed and unreasoning creatures; and thou art now a citizen of the city on high, where do thou remember those who commemorate thee.

On the Praises, 4 stichera—

Glory…: O ye unmercenaries who emulated Christ, accept this our meager hymnody, and ask of the Trinity forgiveness for us who are guilty of many sins.

The composition of Anatolius, in Tone I:

Now & ever…: O good Savior, through the entreaties of Thine all-hymned Mother and of all the all-praised unmercenaries, send Thy mercy and help down from heaven upon us who call upon Thee.

Having received the grace of healings from God, O most comely unmercenaries, ye fervently heal without fee the passions of our souls and bodies. Wherefore, bestowing health upon the faithful through you, Christ showeth you forth to the universe as steadfast luminaries. Him do ye beseech, that our souls be saved.

Glory…: Like all-radiant stars do ye adorn the noetic firmament, O holy unmercenaries; and with rays of signs ye enlighten the faithful. Wherefore, we entreat you, O God-bearers: Dispel the darkness of our passions by your intercession before the Lord.

Drawing forth an abyss of healings from the mind of the Most High, O unmercenaries, ye pour forth healings upon all the faithful; for, supernaturally drawing saving remedies for the suffering of ailments from the treasuries of the Spirit, with mystical therapy ye heal the afflicted. Wherefore, having become temples of the life-creating Trinity, the Godhead manifestly dwelt within you. Pray ye to the Trinity, that our souls be saved.

The composition of Germanus, in Tone II: The choir of the saints rejoiceth forever, for they have inherited the kingdom of heaven. And the earth which received their relics emitted a sweet fragrance, for they were servants of Christ, who have made their abode in everlasting life.

O physicians of the infirm, treasuries of healing, saviors of the faithful, most glorious unmercenaries: Heal ye those in pain, who cry out in their affliction, and with Theodota entreat the good God, that we be delivered from the snares of the enemy.

Glory…, the composition of Theophanes, in Tone IV—

The holy unmercenaries, possessed of a wellspring of healings, grant healing to all in need, for they have been vouchsafed great gifts by Christ the Savior, the ever-flowing Wellspring. For the Lord told you, in that ye are emulators of the apostles: “Behold, I have given you authority over unclean spirits and every disease.” Wherefore, having lived well in His commandments, ye freely received. Freely give also, healing the sufferings of our souls and bodies.

Rejoice, O refuge and confirmation of Christians! Rejoice, ladder of heaven! Rejoice, treasury of virginity! Rejoice, O Theotokos, thou rational ark of divine glory! Rejoice, boast and establishment of the whole world, thou restoration of the fallen, most radiant tabernacle, holy and most comely.

Stavrotheotokion, in the same melody—

Beholding Christ Who loveth mankind, crucified, O all-pure one, His side pierced by a sword, thou didst cry out, weeping: “What is this, O my Son? How have the thankless people rewarded Thee for the good Thou hast done them? And dost Thou hasten to leave me childless, O most Beloved? I marvel, O Compassionate One, at Thy voluntary crucifixion!”

At the aposticha, the stichera from the Octoechos; and this sticheron, in Tone VI—

Stichos: Behold, what is so good or so joyous as for brethren to dwell together in unity?

The radiant and luminous memory of Christ’s unmercenaries hath shone forth today, shining splendidly with rays of miracles upon all the lands of the earth. Come, ye who love the feasts of the Church, let us celebrate with faith! Come, let us ardently hasten to the relics of the saints, that we may receive speedy healing from them in abundance; for through the activity of the Holy Spirit they grant gifts of healing to all without fee.

Glory…, in Tone VIII—

Who will not marvel, who will not render glory, who will not hymn with faith the miracles of the wise and all-glorious unmercenaries? For even after their holy repose they richly impart healings unto all who have recourse to them with faith, and their precious and holy relics pour forth the grace of healings. O ye two holy ones! O ye honored ones! O the wisdom and glory which cometh from the grace given you by God! Wherefore, we cry out in hymns to God our Benefactor, Who hath given them to us for the healing of our souls and bodies.

O Mistress, accept the supplications of thy servants, and deliver us from all want and grief.

Stavrotheotokion, in the same tone: Spec. Mel.: “Thy martyrs…”—

“O my Child, I cannot bear to see Thee asleep upon the Tree, Who givest wakefulness to all; for unto those who of old fell into the sleep of perdition through eating the fruit of disobedience Thou givest divine and saving watchfulness,” weeping said the Virgin, whom we magnify.

On the Praises, 4 stichera of the resurrection, and 4 of the unmercenaries, in Tone I—

Today hath the feast of all the holy unmercenaries shone forth! The choir of the angels holdeth festival, and we mortals join chorus; for the ever-memorable ones pray for those who honor their holy memory with love.

As the rain-laden clouds of the Supreme Being, ye water the whole earth with manifold miracles of grace, O glorious ones, compelling it to produce hymns of praise unto God.

Stichos: What is so good or so joyous as for brethren to dwell together in unity?

Receiving from Christ the skill to heal sufferings of soul and body, O wonderworkers, ye supernaturally heal all with medical cures which are not of man, but are of divine origin, O unmercenaries.

Stichos: In the saints that are in His earth hath the Lord been wondrous; He hath wrought all His desires in them.

O right wondrous Panteleimon, thou adornment of the unmercenaries, ornament of the martyrs and helper of thy monastery, be thou the healer of our sicknesses and a faithful advocate for our souls.

Glory…: The evangelical sticheron.

Now & ever…: “All-blessed art Thou, O Virgin Theotokos…”

Great Doxology. Litanies. Dismissal. First Hour.