Glory..., in Tone VI—
On “Lord, I have cried...,” 6 stichera, in Tone VIII: Spec. Mel: “What shall we call thee...”—
Now & ever..., Theotokion, or this Stavrotheotokion: Spec. Mel: “On the third day...”—
What shall we call thee, O Gregory? Master, for thou didst subject the passions to thy mind! Husbandman, for thou didst reap the fruit of wisdom! One who hath been vouchsafed vision divine, and hath been catechized with heavenly theology; a most sacred performer of the mysteries and most wondrous worker of miracles. Pray thou that our souls be saved. Twice
What shall I call thee now, O Gregory? Mighty destroyer of godless impiety, one who doth establish the laws of piety, wise teacher, and bestower of invincible peace, unvanquished overthrower of armies, thou who ever abidest in the mountains and lookest down upon those who are in the cities. Pray thou that our souls be saved. Twice
What now shall I proclaim thee, O venerable one? Emulator of the apostles, as a worker of miracles, who restrained the river by the invocation of Christ and dried up the lake which was the cause of contention between brethren, who dispersed the synagogue opposed to God, and increased and enlightened Christian assemblies. Pray thou that our souls be saved.
What now shall I proclaim thee, O venerable one? Guide of those who are astray and physician of the ailing, bestower of an abundance of necessities upon those who ask, most mighty persecutor of demons, one who urged the struggle of martyrdom, and was prophetically illumined with graces, O right glorious one. Pray thou that our souls be saved.
Having most wisely entered the depths of knowledge, O hierarch of Christ, thou didst acquire the vision of the Trinity; foreseeing unwaveringly Christ our God in the Spirit, thou dost pour forth upon us an abyss of miracles, having made the watery nature of the sea solid and changed the pagan priest’s dark delusion into belief, thou didst persuade the persecutors to believe truly and didst show thyself to them as a pillar of the virtues of piety; and through thy miracles thou wast called a prophet. Wherefore, we beseech thee, cease thou never to entreat the Savior in our behalf, that our souls be saved.
Seeing Thee crucified, O Christ, she who gave Thee birth cried out: “What strange mystery is this that I see, O my Son? How is it that Thou diest, suspended upon a Tree in the flesh, O Bestower of life?”
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.