Irmos: O Christ Master, still Thou the sea of the passions which rageth with a soul-destroying tempest, and lead me up from corruption, in that Thou art compassionate.
Katavasia: The sea monster thrust forth, like a babe from the womb, Jonah whom it had swallowed; and the Word, Who dwelt within the Virgin and took flesh of her, issued forth, preserving her incorrupt. He kept her who gave Him birth unharmed, for He Himself was not subject to corruption.
Kontakion, in Tone VIII: Spec. Mel: “As the first-fruits...”—
Openly smiting with stones thee who made thy stand on the pillar like a steadfast stone, the spirits of wickedness were in nowise able to shake thee.
Theotokion: All of us who are in sorrow have thee as a mighty consolation, a refuge and a renowned aid, O Theotokos. Save thou thy servants from misfortunes.
Irmos: Grant me a robe of light, O Thou Who coverest Thyself with light as with a garment, O most merciful Christ our God.
Kontakion, in Tone IV—
With patience didst thou endure for the Lord, Who gave thee true patience and delivered thee from all difficulties.
Theotokion: O teacher of the truth, instruct us in the true Faith, together with the all-pure Virgin Theotokos, imploring our salvation from Him Who was born of her for the salvation of the whole world.
Most gloriously was a light seen above thy pillar every day, illumining thy spiritual senses, O venerable wonderworker.
Today the Church glorifieth and hymneth thee, O Alypius, as a cause of virtues and the adornment of fasters. In accordance with thy name thy supplications grant deliverance from grievous transgressions unto those who with love honor thy brave deeds and struggles.
Ikos: Come, ye priests and princes, ye monastics and all ye divinely wise people, let us marvel at the godly life of Alypius, which equaled that of the angels, and let us emulate his deeds, that by his entreaties we may be counted worthy of his portion, O ye who love the feasts of the Church; for he happily chanteth a heavenly hymn unto God in accordance with his name.
As many as have had recourse unto thee, O fervent helper, have not departed ashamed: the infirm have been healed; those who were in pangs of childbirth have received speedy relief from their affliction through thy much-healing beneficence; and the blind have recovered their sight. Wherefore, visit thou even us with thine aid, O compassionate father.
Be thou not faithless, but believing, didst thou say, O father, appearing twice to one who suffered grievously of a broken leg; and striking with thy staff the place whereon thy feet stood, thou didst heal by a mark in the wood the spiritual wound of him who was benighted by unbelief; for straightway he confessed thee to be the grace-bearing physician who had raised him up from his bed of pain.
With thine immaculate hands thou didst dispense the immortal Food to a suffering woman, O hierarch of God. O, the wonder! Whilst partaking more fully of the unwaning light in heaven, more than seventy years after thy repose thou didst appear on earth as a celebrant of the divine Mysteries, assuring thy flock of thine uninterrupted sojourn among those who ever have recourse unto thine aid.
Ye faithful, let us all praise with love the pastor whose name signifieth innocence, the preacher of the Faith among the pagans of Mongolia, the glory and adornment of the flock of Irkutsk; for he is the protector of this land and an intercessor for our souls.
Ikos: Thou wast exalted in thine angelic life, O father, even beholding face to face uncreated beauty, wherein delighting now in heaven, thou dost pray for our salvation and dost instruct us on earth to cry out to thee such things as these: Rejoice, O lily, who budded forth in the mild south; Rejoice, thou firstborn son of spiritual adoption, dedicated to God by the Ukraine! Rejoice, glory and pride of the city of Kiev; Rejoice, teacher of heavenly wisdom in an earthly school! Rejoice, wise fulfiller of the commandments of an earthly sovereign; Rejoice, athlete of the King of heaven! Rejoice, preacher of the Faith among the heathen of Mongolia; Rejoice, initiator of the good and sacred labor in the lands of Siberia! Rejoice, adornment of the flock of Irkutsk; Rejoice, sweet fragrance of the wilderness! Rejoice, assurance of the general resurrection in thine incorruption; Rejoice, wellspring of inexhaustible wonders! Rejoice, O Innocent, intercessor for our souls!
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.