At the aposticha, the stichera from the Octoechos; and, Glory…, in Tone VI—

Ever having Christ working within you, O holy unmercenaries, ye work wonders in the world and heal the sick. For your healing is an inexhaustible wellspring: drawn from, it floweth in abundance; and poured out, it gusheth forth, flowing every day in great quantity, granting healing to all, yet remaineth undrained. And those who draw forth from it are filled with healing, yet it remaineth full. What, therefore, shall we call you? Healing physicians of souls and bodies? Curers of incurable sufferings who heal all and have received this gift from Christ the Savior, Who granteth great mercy unto us.

Now & ever…: Theotokion, or this stavrotheotokion: Spec. Mel: “On the third day…”—

Troparion, in Tone VIII—

Seeing Thee crucified, O Christ, she who gave Thee birth cried out: “What is this strange mystery that I see, O my Son? How is it that Thou diest, hanging in the flesh upon the Tree, O Bestower of life?”

Now & ever…: Theotokion, in the same tone—

Troparion of the unmercenaries, in Tone VIII—

O holy unmercenaries and wonder-workers Cosmas and Damian, visit ye our infirmities: Freely ye have received, freely give unto us!

Rejoice, O beauteous choir of unmercenary physicians, ye blessed ones who, as divinely wise, loved God with all your heart and soul, mind and strength, and also loved your neighbor as yourselves with all your soul, which ye showed by your deeds! Moving from place to place, and suffering exceedingly, ye gave healing to all without fee. Entreat Christ, that He grant us great mercy.

Stichos: Wondrous is God in His saints, the God of Israel.

Rejoice, O glorious assembly of unmercenary physicians, ye who, most wise, showed yourselves to be abodes of the all-divine Trinity by the purity of your souls and bodies, who have been shown to be lustrous mirrors, and by the Trinity are now filled with clear effulgence! Ye have become as all-radiant as the sun, for with rays of miracles ye illumine the whole world, dispelling the darkness of the passions. Wherefore, we entreat you: Beseech Christ, that He grant us great mercy.

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

Rejoice, O glorious assembly of unmercenary physicians, who after death watch over all the world even as ye did while alive, O most blessed ones who burn with love and sympathy for all, universal saviors and most fervent helpers for those who have recourse to your temple, salubrious wellsprings from whence we draw forth cures! With love do we honor you who pray to Christ, that He send down great mercy upon us.

Glory…, in Tone II—

O divinely wise Panteleimon, athlete of Christ God, thou takest pity upon all who with faith call upon thee, the ready intercessor in need, the deliverer amid misfortunes and tribulations, the unmercenary healer amid sickness, who hast a name truly in accordance with thy merciful ways. Wherefore, deliver us who have recourse unto thee from all infirmity and grievous sickness, praying for the salvation of our souls.

O new wonder greater than all the wonders of the past! For who hath ever known a mother to give birth without having known a man, and to bear on her arm Him Who sustaineth all creation? Yet it was the will of God to be born. O all-pure one, who bore Him in thine arms as an infant and hast maternal boldness before Him: cease not to pray in behalf of those who honor thee, that He have compassion and save our souls.

O holy unmercenary physicians and wonderworkers, visit our infirmities. Freely have ye received; freely give unto us.