Irmos: Perceiving Thy divine condescension prophetically, O Christ, Habbakuk cried out to Thee with trembling: Thou art come for the salvation of Thy people, to save Thine anointed ones!
Katavasia: A rod from the root of Jesse and blossom therefrom, O Christ, Thou didst spring forth from the Virgin; from the mountain overshadowed and densely wooded hast Thou come, incarnate of her who knew not man, O Thou praised and immaterial God. Glory to Thy power, O Lord!
The prayer of faith saved him who was grievously ill, and who confessed that the physician cannot raise the dead; and hope in thee never putteth to shame those who with faith call upon thee for help in time of need, O compassionate father.
Possessed of true love and compassion, steadfast faith and hope, and a guileless manner of life, O father, thou wast a favorite of Christ.
Theotokion: Heal thou the sufferings of my soul and illumine my mind and heart, O Mistress, who gavest birth unto the all-good God, Christ the Bestower of light.
Irmos: I have heard, O Lord, the mystery of Thy dispensation; I have understood Thy works, and have glorified Thy divinity.
Standing upon thy pillar, unmoved by the assaults of the adversary, thou didst vanquish a horde of demons and wast an immovable foundation for the wavering, O most blessed one.
Theotokion: The Maiden unwedded gave birth to Him Who was foreseen by Habbakuk in the Spirit, and she prayeth to Him Who was born of her for the souls of us who have been wisely tended by the pastor who, in the incorruption of his holy body, doth ever abide with us, even after his repose.
Full of divine waters, thou didst bedew souls wasting away in the burning heat of grievous sin, O divinely wise and most rich Alypius.
Thou wast shown to be truly terrible and unapproachable to all the demons, O Alypius, inflicting upon them a wound by thy sacred prayers and driving them far away.
In Peter’s house, Jesus touched the hand of his disciple’s mother-in-law, who was sick of a fever, and straightway the fever left her. And these signs followed thee, also, His faithful wonderworker; for thou didst subdue by a single touch the fever of him who lay upon his deathbed, but who cried aloud to thee in hope of life.
Of old were believers cured by the application of Paul’s handkerchiefs and aprons. And God hath not wrought His powers simply through thy hands, O new apostle, for the dust from thy sacred reliquary and the oil from thy lamp open the eyes of the blind and impart healing.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.