Irmos: Thy birthgiving was shown to be incorrupt: God came forth from thy womb, appeared on earth as a mortal, and dwelt with men. Wherefore, we all magnify thee as the Theotokos.
Thou hast departed for the habitations of the righteous, and standest in spirit before the everlasting Light; wherefore, look thou upon us who live in the dwellings of this greatly tumultuous world, and aid those who do battle, O blessed Nestor, for we now magnify thee with hymns.
Theotokion: The Master of all loveth thy mediation, O all-pure virgin, and accepteth thy prayers for the human race. Wherefore, pray also for us thy servants, O Queen of all, that we may receive mercy on the day of judgment; for, bowing down, we continually magnify thee as our mediatress.
With the holy ones thou didst acquire love while living in the body, and having departed in spirit thou dwellest inseparably with them, as thy relics, which lie in the cave with the saints, demonstrate. With them do thou make intercession, praying to God for us who magnify thy memory.
Now & ever…: Theotokion, or this stavrotheotokion: Spec. Mel.: “When from the Tree…” —
The Lord loveth mercy and truth. Emulating Him, O all-blessed one, be thou a merciful mediator for our salvation, that having found grace for thy sake, we may not fall away from eternal glory, for with hymns we magnify thy holy dormition.
On the aposticha, the stichera from the Octoechos; and, Glory…, in Tone II —
Having first purified thyself with monastic works, O venerable one, thou becamest a precious vessel of the Holy Spirit, from Whom thou didst receive abundant grace to help all who have recourse unto thee with faith amid tribulations. Wherefore, be thou an ever-present helper for us who fall prostrate before the shrine of thy relics, invisibly aiding us against those who wage war against us; and entreat God, the Creator of all, that He grant us forgiveness of sins, that we who bless thy memory may receive mercy on the day of judgment, O divinely wise Nestor.
O pure one, when thou didst behold the mature Vine, Whom thou didst bear in thy womb without being cultivated by man, suspended upon the Tree, thou didst exclaim, lamenting: “O my Child and Benefactor, as Thou art compassionate, with Thy divine consolations pour forth the sweetness which taketh away the drunkenness of the passions, for the sake of me who gave birth unto Thee!”
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.