Ode IX

Exapostilarion, Spec. Mel: “O Light immutable…” —

Irmos: Blessed is the Lord God of Israel, Who hath raised up a horn of salvation in the house of David His servant, wherein the Dayspring from on high hath visited us, and hath guided us into the way of peace.

Glory..., in Tone VIII —

With the hyssop of the grace of God sprinkle the hearts of us who bow down before thy holy relics, O venerable Job; that, sharing in thy zeal for the Faith, we may strive well to fulfill the commandments of Christ.

Theotokion: Devoid of carnal desires, without seed thou didst conceive the Word of God Who hath created all things, O Virgin; and without corruption and maternal pangs thou gavest birth unto Him. Wherefore, confessing thee with heart and tongue to be the Theotokos, we magnify thee.

On earth thou didst not cease to cry aloud to God in psalms and didst preserve the vessel of thy virginity. Wherefore, in heaven thou now chantest hymns of paradise with the angels and all the saints; and from on high thou dost watch over those who labor on earth.

Glory…, Now & ever…: Theotokion —

O how great is the incorrupt beauty of thy life! How great the wonders and healings wrought since thy death! For, lo! forsaking earthly things, thou didst truly acquire, as Christ said, heavenly blessings an hundredfold in this life, and yet more in the life to come.

Now & ever…: Theotokion, in the same tone —

O how great is the multitude of our sins, yet the strength of thy supplications surpasseth them. Deprive us not thereof, O venerable father Job, thou friend of Christ and companion of all the saints, pillar of the Church and most fervent intercessor for men’s souls.

Let the venerable Job be praised today as a warrior of Christ, an advocate for the people, a preacher of the Faith, a denouncer of heresy and the adornment of the Church. Twice

With unceasing hymns do we bless thee, O Virgin Theotokos, for thou gavest birth unto One of the Trinity, and didst bear in thy divine arms the superessential, immutable and unchangeable Word.

On the Praises, 4 stichera, in Tone IV —

Thy struggles shone forth in the land of Galicia, O father Job; wherefore, those who loved Orthodoxy summoned thee to the land of Volhynia, and the Monastery of Dubno was adorned by thy venerable life; but the Lavra of Pochaev hath received the culmination thereof, and all those lands have been enlightened by thy teachings. Twice

Thy heart, full of brotherly love, O venerable one, drew to Mount Pochaev a multitude of monks, and thou becamest a zealot for their salvation. Wherefore, mindful of the saying of the Apostle, that spiritual love never faileth, to thy wondrous care we entrust our souls, which do thou lead to Christ, Who loveth mankind.

O venerable one, corruption hath not dared to touch thy dead body, which all throughout thy life thou didst mortify; and thy soul, abiding with the angels, receiveth all who have recourse unto thy love. Wherefore, lead thou our souls to Christ, Who loveth mankind.

Our words do not suffice for the praise of thy struggles, O venerable Job. For who can recount the plenitude of thy virtues? Who can understand thy silent conversation with God? But reject not thy spiritual children who hymn thee, who entreat thine aid, are moved to compunction by thy holy life, and rejoice in thy memory.

O Mistress, accept the supplications of thy servants, and deliver us from all want and grief.