At the Aposticha: This sticheron of the martyrs, in Tone II—

Glory, of the venerable one, in Tone VI—

Stichos: Many are the tribulations of the righteous, and the Lord shall deliver them out of them all.

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

Troparion of the martyrs, in Tone IV—

Come, ye who love the martyrs, let us honor the thrice-radiant chorus of martyrs: Minas, Victor, and Vincent, for they paid out their blood and purchased life eternal. Wherefore, they spoke out against the author of evil: “We shall not prefer corruptible things to incorruptible; we shall not do battle for an earthly and mortal king; but we shall fight for the living King Who ever crieth to the faithful: He that believeth in Me, though he were dead, yet shall he live.”

Now & ever…: Theotokion

Stichos: The righteous cried, and the Lord heard them.

O venerable father, the proclamation of thy corrections hath gone forth unto all the earth; wherefore, thou hast found the reward of thy labors in the heavens. Thou hast destroyed hordes of the demons and attained unto the ranks of the angels, whose life thou didst blamelessly emulate. As thou hast boldness before the Lord, ask thou peace for our souls.

Now & ever…: Theotokion, or this stavrotheotokion: Spec. Mel.: “O Lord, if at Thy tribunal…”—

Come, ye faithful, let us honor Minas, the glorious passion-bearer of Christ, mighty in battle, who struggled well in piety, and set at nought the dominion of emperors and tyrants. Wherefore, as he hath boldness before Christ God, he prayeth unceasingly that our souls be saved.

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

Glory…, of the venerable one, in Tone VIII—

In their sufferings, O Lord, Thy martyrs received imperishable crowns from Thee, our God; for, possessed of Thy might, they set at nought the tormenters and crushed the feeble audacity of the demons. By their supplications save Thou our souls.

We honor thee as the instructor of a multitude of monks, O Theodore our father, for we have known thee truly to tread thy path aright. Blessed art thou who, serving Christ, didst denounce the power of the enemy, O converser with the angels, companion of the venerable and the righteous. With them entreat the Lord, that our souls find mercy.

Glory…, of the venerable one, in Tone VIII—

O Lord, when the sun saw Thee, the Sun of righteousness, suspended upon the Tree, it hid its rays, and the moon turned its light into darkness; and Thy most immaculate Mother was wounded in her womb.

Instructor of Orthodoxy, teacher of piety and purity, beacon for the whole world, divinely inspired adornment of monastics: by thy teachings thou hast illumined all, O Theodore. O harp of the Spirit, entreat Christ God, that our souls be saved.