At Vespers

On “Lord, I have cried…”, these stichera, in Tone IV: Spec. Mel.: “As one valiant among the martyrs…” —

Now & ever…: Theotokion, or this stavrotheotokion: Spec. Mel.: “On the third day…” —

Troparion, in Tone IV —

Having dyed thy vesture with the blood of martyrdom, O glorious Zenobius, through grace thou didst accomplish what is most sacred and thereby didst enter into the Holy of holies as a wise hierarch. For as an unblemished sacrifice and an all-pure and perfect offering thou didst bring thyself, O most sacred one, to Him Who sacrificed Himself for thee.

Glory…, Now & ever…: Theotokion, or stavrotheotokion

When thy body was maimed, the most splendid beauty of thy soul was most beautifully shown forth, O hieromartyr Zenobius, divinely wise and all-rich, thou adornment of hierarchs, boast of martyrs, ever-flowing wellspring of miracles, dispeller of unclean spirits, divine champion of Christ.

Being of one mind with thee, as well as sharing thy blood, thy sister Zenobia resolved to suffer with thee, O all-wise one; for she manfully endured the boiling of the cauldron, the threat of fire and violent death. Wherefore, with thee she hath received crowns of victory and the kingdom on high, O Zenobius, initiate of the sacred mysteries.

Glory…, the composition of John the Monk, in Tone VI —

Let us form a choir to chant hymnody today, O ye who love the martyrs, in honor of the most pious athletes Zenobius and Zenobia; for they were champions of the Trinity, and with their precious blood manfully choked the invisible enemy in the arena, and have gloriously received the crown of victory. Wherefore, let us cry out to them: O holy pair, luminous twain blessed by the Lord, entreat the Savior in behalf of our souls.

The most immaculate Theotokos, beholding our Life upon the Tree, cried out, exclaiming maternally: “O my Son and my God, save those who hymn Thee with love!”

In their sufferings, O Lord, Thy martyrs received imperishable crowns from Thee, our God; for, possessed of Thy might, they set at nought the tormenters and crushed the feeble audacity of the demons. By their supplications save Thou our souls.