At the Aposticha, these stichera —

In Tone II: Christ hath given thee to the Christian race as a mighty protection and a helper more exalted than all beings of heaven and earth, more glorious than the cherubim and more honorable than every creature, to protect and save the sinful people who have recourse to thee. Wherefore, O Mistress, we hymn thee, the refuge of all, and celebrate with splendor the honored feast of thy protection, entreating Christ, that He grant us great mercy.

Troparion, in Tone IV —

In Tone V: Stichos: Hearken, O daughter, and see, and incline thine ear.

O ye people, with splendor let us chant a hymn to the Maiden Bride, the Mother of Christ God, the King of all: The Queen stood at Thy right hand, O Master, clothed in robes of gold and all-adorned with divine beauty. For having adorned her, His chosen one, more than all the women of the world, in His great mercy He was well-pleased to be born of her; and He hath given her, the only blessed one, to His people as a helper, to edify and to protect His servants from all misfortunes.

In Tone VII: Stichos: The rich among the people shall entreat thy countenance.

Thou art a mountain greater and more glorious than Mount Sinai, O Theotokos: for, unable to bear the descent of the glory of God in images and shadows, it burned with fire, and thunder and lightning smote it; but thou, without being consumed, didst wholly bear in thy womb God the Word, the divine fire, Who holdeth all things in His hand. As thou hast maternal boldness before Him, O Mistress, help those who celebrate thine honored feast with faith, and forget us not, but visit us with mercy; for thou hast received from God the gift to edify and protect thy servants, thy Christian flock.

Glory…, Now & ever…, in Tone II —

The Church of God is adorned with thine honored protection as with an all-radiant crown, O most pure Theotokos, and, rejoicing, it shineth today and mystically joineth chorus, crying out to thee, O Mistress: Rejoice, precious raiment and diadem of the glory of God! Rejoice, thou who alone art the perfection of glory and everlasting gladness! Rejoice, O refuge, deliverance and salvation of us who have recourse to thee!

Overshadowed by thy coming, O Mother of God, we, the right faithful people, celebrate today with splendor, and gazing at thine all-precious image, we say with compunction: Cover us with thy precious omophorion, and deliver us from all evil, entreating thy Son, Christ our God, that He save our souls.