Canon II of the venerable martyrs, in Tone IV—

Exapostilarion: Spec. Mel.: “Hearken, ye women…”—

Irmos: I will open my mouth, and with the Spirit will it be filled; and I shall utter discourse unto the Queen and Mother, and shall appear, keeping splendid festival; and, rejoicing, I will hymn her wonders.

Kontakion, in Tone VIII—

Now and ever…, Theotokion, in Tone IV—

Sessional hymn, in Tone VIII: Spec. Mel.: “Of the Wisdom…”—

On the Praises, 4 stichera, in Tone I: Spec. Mel.: “Joy of the ranks of heaven…”—

Theotokion: Knowing thee to be the wellspring of the never-waning Light, O most hymned Mistress, we pray: With thy beams dispel the darkness from our souls and bodies, and vouchsafe that we may behold Him.

Intending to praise the godly company of the venerable athletes of Christ, even though my lips are defiled, I beseech Thee, O Savior: Grant me discourse and grace, that I may fashion laudation for them.

Exapostilarion of the Apostle: Spec. Mel: “In spirit in the holy place...”—

Irmos: To Christ God, the Son Who was begotten of the Father without corruption before time began, and in latter times without seed became incarnate of the Virgin, let us cry aloud: O Lord Who liftest up our horn, holy art Thou!

Kontakion of the Hieromartyr, in Tone VI—

Glory..., to the Hieromartyr, in Tone I: Spec. Mel: “Thy grave, O Savior...”—

Sessional hymn of the Apostle, in Tone III: Spec. Mel: “The beauty of thy virginity...”—

Come, ye faithful, and assembling with the choirs of the unwedded, with hymns let us praise the valiant warriors of Christ, the beacons of Orthodoxy, the steadfast twenty-six venerable athletes, crying out to them with faith: Entreat the Savior in our behalf!

Theotokion: Ineffable is the manner of thy conceiving and giving birth, O Virgin Theotokos; for thou didst conceive the Son of God Whom all things cannot contain; and having given birth to Him without seed, thou remainest Ever-virgin.

Let us praise today the assembly of the twenty-six venerable athletes, the hard diamonds who denounced the ungodliness of the Latins and endured an unjust death.

Irmos: O Theotokos, thou living and abundant fountain: in thy divine glory establish those who hymn thee and spiritually form themselves into a choir; and vouchsafe unto them crowns of glory.

Kontakion of the Apostle, in Tone VIII: Spec. Mel: “As first fruits...”—

Now and ever..., Theotokion:—

Having shaken off earthly cares, O fathers, struggling in the Monastery of Zographou, ye suffered valiantly at the hands of the cruel and perverse; and as preservers of the Traditions of the fathers ye have received twofold crowns.

Theotokion: Dispelling the most profound gloom of the passions, O pure Mistress, vouchsafe that those who fall down before thee with love, abstinence and earnest supplication may behold the beams of thy light.

Let Thomas, the most excellent shepherd, be honored today as is meet, and let the godly James and Barsanuphius, Simon, Cyril, Menas and Cyprian be praised, with all the others.

Irmos: A rod from the root of Jesse and blossom therefrom, O Christ, Thou didst spring forth from the Virgin; from the mountain overshadowed and densely wooded hast Thou come, incarnate of her who knew not man, O Thou praised and immaterial God. Glory to Thy power, O Lord!

The choirs of hierarchs, the assemblies of martyrs, the company of sacred apostles and the souls of all the righteous, having thee in their midst, O martyr Phocas, rejoice.

Standing upon the tower with joyful hearts and steadfast resolve, ye denounced the falsehood of the cruel Latin-minded ones; and consumed by the fire, O venerable ones, ye offered yourselves up to the Master as acceptable wholeburnt sacrifices, and are magnified.

Glory…, Now & ever…: Theotokion—

With divine hymns let the godly company of the sacred and venerable martyrs of the Monastery of Zographou be praised; for with a twofold wreath have they been crowned, as fasters and thrice-blessed and steadfast athletes.

Irmos: Perceiving the inscrutable counsel of God — the Incarnation of Thee, the Most High, from the Virgin — the Prophet ­Habbakuk cried aloud: Glory to Thy power, O Lord!

Glory..., of the Hieromartyr: Spec. Mel: “Heaven with stars...”—

O twenty-six valiant warriors of Christ, from all harm, and from enemies visible and invisible, preserve those who with faith celebrate your memory; and vouchsafe unto them the kingdom of heaven, O venerable ones.

Theotokion: We know thee to be the portal which is more spacious than the heavens and the throne more exalted than the seraphim, O most pure one; for thou didst contain Him Whom nought can contain, in that He is God, and thou bearest in thine arms as a babe Him Who hath placed our nature upon the throne of the Father.

With the firmest intent did Micah and Simon bravely contend, together with Hilarion and Cyril, Euthymius and the rest of the twenty-six; and praising their memory today in hymns of joy, we glorify the Lord.

Irmos: As God of peace and Father of compassion, Thou didst send Thine Angel of Great Counsel, Who granteth us peace. Therefore, guided to the light of knowledge divine, and waking at dawn out of the night, we glorify Thee, Who lovest mankind.

Now and ever..., Theotokion:—

Glory…, idiomelon, in the same tone—

Theotokion: O pure and unwedded Mother of God, preserve thy flock unharmed by all evil and the wicked intent of the cruel ones; for thee do we, thy servants, have as our deliverance amid evil circumstances.

Showing forth a single patient endurance amid a multiplicity of bodies, the venerable fathers who suffered in the Monastery of Zographou put the cruel Latins to shame, and their heads were crowned with wreaths of victory.

Irmos: All things are filled with awe at thy divine glory; for thou, O Virgin who hast not known wedlock, didst contain within thy womb Him Who is God over all, and gavest birth to the timeless Son, granting peace unto all who hymn thee.

With what words shall we offer hymnody unto you, O venerable fathers who suffered? With what hymns of laudation shall we praise you? For even a multitude of mouths will not suffice for this, let alone one which is lacking in skill. And even though they are not worthy of you, yet hearken unto these things which we sing: Rejoice, champions of Orthodoxy, vessels of virtue, confirmation of monastics and foundation of your monastery! Rejoice, expellers of demons, opponents of heretics, famed guides for the lost, most honored habitations of the Trinity! Rejoice, bowls overflowing with sweet-smelling myrrh, ever-flowing rivers of fragrance, bulwark of the Holy Mountain, heirs of eternal good things! Pray ye for us who with love celebrate your most honored memory!

Theotokion: O Virgin, the Word of God, Who is with the Father in manner transcending understanding, was well pleased to become immutably incarnate of thy pure blood. Him do we, in Orthodox manner, understand to be of a single hypostasis, in two natures, actions and wills.

The divine choir of the venerable ones amazed the angels, enduring fiery conflagration in the tower; and they put the demons to shame. And the faithful have joyously praised their mighty deeds.

Irmos: 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.

Deliver us from our needs, O Mother of Christ God, who gavest birth unto the Creator of all, that we all may cry out to thee: Rejoice, O thou that alone art the intercession for our souls!

Theotokion: O radiant lamp of the primal Light, illumine my darkened soul with thy light, that I may again behold the foremost Light Who issued forth from thee, and hath illumined us and thee, mine enlightener: for such is the nature of light.

Christ hath glorified you greatly in heaven and on earth, O most honored fathers, as ones who first exercised yourselves in asceticism, and later suffered. Wherefore, we honor your right-renowned memory.

Irmos: Celebrating this divine and most honored festival of the Mother of God, come, ye divinely wise, let us clap our hands and glorify God Who was born of her.

Working awesome wonders, O Codratus, thou didst lead unbelievers to the divine faith, as a God-pleasing apostle and honored hierarch, O most sacred one.

Theotokion: The choirs of celestial intelligences and the assembly of all the saints honor thee, O Mistress; for thou gavest flesh to the incorporeal Word of God, of Whom the angels stand in awe, and thou becamest the Mother of God, who by thy birthgiving hast alone broken down the middle-wall of ancient enmity.

Let the steadfast Paul and Sabbas be hymned, with Sergius, Simon and Dometian, and all the rest, for they denounced the mindlessness of the Latins.

Irmos: The children raised together in piety, disdaining the ungodly command, feared not the threat of the fire, but, standing in the midst of the flame, they chanted: O God of our fathers, blessed art Thou!

With divine teachings didst thou enlighten many, for thou didst show thyself to be a servant of the Light, illumining the ends of the earth with divine radiance, O sacred hierarch Codratus.

Theotokion: As ye possess divers gifts, O fathers, deliver us from divers perils, and joining Cosmas and the heavenly Mistress as our advocates, preserve your flock.

Taking the Cross of Christ upon your shoulders, O ye twenty-six blessed fathers, ye cleaved unto Him through ascetic endeavor; wherefore the enemy, hating your virtuous life, incited the savage Latins against you, striving to weaken the steadfastness of your asceticism. Yet his machinations were set at nought when ye suffered most excellently. Pray ye to Christ God, that remission of transgressions be granted unto those who with love celebrate your holy memory. Twice

Irmos: The divinely wise youths worshipped not a creation rather than the Creator, but, manfully trampling the threat of the fire underfoot, they rejoice, chanting: Blessed art Thou, the all-hymned God of our fathers!

For thy flock wast thou a mediator of the greatest of blessings, rescuing it from the darkness of unbelief and enlightening it with displays of most glorious miracles.

Theotokion: Hearken now unto the hymnody of supplication which all of us chant, O Theotokos and Ever-virgin, rescuing from cruel circumstances those who with love cry aloud unto the Lord: O God of our fathers, blessed art Thou!

Thou wast the chariot which David beheld shining like the sun, the couch of Solomon spread overall with royal purple, the divinely inscribed scroll of Isaiah, the animate tabernacle of Moses, the adamantine rampart of Amos, the golden lampstand of Zachariah, the mountain of Daniel, the golden tablet of Habbakuk, and the transcendent object of the prophets’ speech. Pray thou to thy Son and God, that He grant remission of transgressions unto those who reverently bow down before thy divine image.

Irmos: The dew-bearing furnace showed forth the image of a supernatural wonder; for it burned not the youths whom it had received, just as the fire of the Godhead burned not the Virgin, whose womb it entered. Wherefore, chanting, let us sing: Let all creation bless the Lord and exalt Him supremely for all ages!

Accomplishing healings through the evocation of Christ, O venerable one, thou didst save a city and people from the deceit of the enemy by the grace of God.

Theotokion: O Lady and Mistress, we pray thee: Quickly free from the grievous darkness of sin those who piously hymn thee as the Theotokos, and vouchsafe that those who have been enlightened by thee may have a share of joy.

Having by asceticism trod the path which leadeth to life, the twenty-six fathers of the Monastery of Zographou have received goodly renown for their suffering, having manfully denounced the deception of the mindless Michael.

Irmos: The birthgiving of the Theotokos saved the pious children in the furnace — then in figure, but now in deed — and it moveth all the world to chant to Thee: Hymn ye the Lord and exalt Him supremely for all ages!

Being a temple of God, thou didst cast down temples of idols, O martyr, possessed of the all-accomplishing power of a helper and fellow worker.

Theotokion: Like a table thou didst hold the Bread of life Who nourisheth all beneath His all-accomplishing overshadowing, O Maiden, and thou dost feed Him at thy breast as a babe. And hymning Him as God, and thee as the Theotokos, we declare: Let all creation bless the Lord and exalt Him supremely for all ages!

Forsaking corrupt glory and food, O fathers, ye struggled in the Monastery of Zographou, and steadfastly opposed the papists who strove to force you to embrace false Latin concepts of God; and ye offered yourselves unto God as sacrifices consumed by fire.

Irmos: The birthgiving of the Theotokos saved the pious children in the furnace — then in figure, but now in deed — and it moveth all the world to chant to Thee: Hymn ye the Lord and exalt Him supremely for all ages!

O Phocas, an army of angels and the infinite light of God became visible when the Lord glorified thee before the judges’ seats.

Theotokion: With thee, O Theotokos, may the twenty-six fathers be honored with hymns, for with dogmas and discourses they proclaimed thee to be the pure Theotokos, O Virgin, who didst ineffably give birth in the flesh unto God, Who deified human nature in thy womb.

Be thou hymned with sacred words, O most sacred Thomas, abbot of the Monastery of Zographou, and all with thee, who on the summit of the tower put to shame the Latin-minded foe and the ungodly Beccus, as ones who introduced the evil traditions of innovation.

Irmos: Let every mortal leap for joy, enlightened by the Spirit; and let the nature of the incorporeal intelligences keep festival, honoring the sacred feast of the Mother of God, and let them cry aloud: Rejoice, O most blessed Theotokos, pure Ever-virgin!

As a hierarch who offered sacrifice, O father, thou didst ultimately offer thyself as a living sacrifice, bearing witness under the law concerning Christ God, strengthened by angels, assenting to death, O thou who art with those who cry to thee: Come thou with us, O Phocas, and no one shall be against us!

Theotokion: The bush prefigured thine all-glorious wonder, O Virgin; for thou didst receive in thy womb the truly unbearable Fire, bearing Christ, the Sun of righteousness, yet remaining unconsumed. Wherefore, we ever bless thee.

Let us be glad in spirit, celebrating the right notable memorial of the venerable athletes, the honored instructors of the Monastery of Zographou, for by thy supplications are we delivered from evils.

Irmos: Establish us in thee, O Lord Who hast slain sin by the Tree, and plant the fear of Thee in the hearts of us who hymn Thee.

Ikos: O ye who desire to live in the heavens, treading pleasure underfoot on earth, let us cleanse our lips and purify our tongues for hymnody and praise, that we may fittingly fashion such for the hierarch Phocas; for, having arrived at the gates of heaven, he obtained entrance without hindrance to that which is beyond, and doth behold the Desired One, Who is glorified by the angels. Hence, he is able to move to compassion Him Who alone is compassionate, that He grant us healing of spiritual infirmities, in that he bore witness concerning Him. Therefore, let us sing to him and cry out: Come thou with us, O Phocas, and no one shall be against us!

Theotokion: Thou hast truly been shown to be the receptacle of the Spirit, O Mistress; for in thy womb thou didst contain God, Whom neither heaven nor earth can in anywise contain. By thy supplications and those of the venerable ones, do thou move Him to take pity upon all of us who hymn thee.

O divine Monastery of Zographou, adorn thyself now with thy twenty-six sacred offspring, the venerable athletes, who from the heights of the tower put to shame the ungodliness of the minions of the pope.

Irmos: Thy Church rejoiceth in Thee, O Christ, crying aloud: Thou art my strength, O Lord, my refuge and my consolation!

O Codratus, thou didst preach the Word Who is wholly without beginning, Who was incarnate in manner surpassing understanding, Him Who is more comely in beauty than the children of men. Thus, as a godly hierarch, thou didst enlighten those who are in darkness, becoming light to the gentiles. Wherefore, keeping thy splendid festival in faith, we hymn thee.

Theotokion: Unbearable Fire dwelt within thee without consuming thy womb, O Theotokos, and hath burned up our passions and reduced the filth of deception to ashes.

Strengthened by courage and grace, the regiment of the venerable set at nought the wiles of the incorporeal foe and cast down the blasphemy of the papists which is full of impiety.

Irmos: I have heard report of Thy dispensation, O Lord, and have glorified Thee Who alone lovest mankind.

Thou hast been sacredly glorified as a martyr and pastor, and, having empurpled thy priestly vesture with blood, thou now dost stand before the Lord. Wherefore, today the Church of God doth celebrate thy most glorious memory, O most blessed Phocas.

Theotokion: Taking flesh of thee, God united Himself to men in His loving-kindness, and annulled the curse, O thou that alone art the all-blessed Mistress.

With the power of the dogmas ye first cut down the heresy of the Latins, O wise ones; and were then immolated by them with fire. And having offered yourselves up fervently as sacrifices to the Lord, ye now join chorus with the angelic choirs, O ever-memorable ones.

Irmos: Beholding Thee lifted up upon the Cross, O Sun of righteousness, the Church stood rooted in place, crying out as is meet: Glory to Thy power, O Lord!

O all-holy Virgin, thou hope of Christians: God, to Whom thou gavest birth in manner transcending comprehension and recounting, do thou unceasingly entreat, with the hosts on high, that He grant remission of sins and correction of life unto all of us, who ever glorify thee with faith and love.

Theotokion: O Theotokos, the Creator was incarnate of thy pure blood and hath renewed all that had been subject to corruption.

Thou didst tend thy flock in holiness, O blessed Thomas, most excellent pastor of the Monastery of Zographou, and didst suffer with thy godly disciples at the hands of the Latin-minded, tried by fire like gold in the crucible; and ye now join chorus with the angels.

Irmos: O Lord, Bestower of light and Creator of the ages: guide us in the light of Thy commandments, for we know none other God than Thee.

Or this Stavrotheotokion:—

Theotokion: O blessed Virgin, who knewest not wedlock, boast of hierarchs and crown of all passion-bearers: from misfortunes and sorrows do thou deliver those who hymn thee.

Showing yourselves to be zealots for the Lord, O all-wise and most venerable ones, on the pinnacle of the tower ye denounced those who spake falsehoods, shutting their mouths most wisely with your explanation of the Scriptures. Wherefore, we all celebrate your memory today.

Irmos: Thou hast come, O my Lord, as a light into the world: a holy light turning from the darkness of ignorance those who hymn Thee with faith.

O Christ, the all-immaculate Mother, beholding Thee stretched out dead upon the Cross, cried out: O my Son, Who art with the Father and the Holy Spirit art equally without beginning, what is this unutterable dispensation, whereby Thou hast saved the work of Thine all-pure hands, O Compassionate One?

Theotokion: Thou didst give birth without seed to a Son Who was incarnate for us in two natures and Who was born timelessly of the Father before all ages, O pure one, for He alone is supreme.

Recognizing that the beauty of life is corrupt and quickly fading, O venerable fathers, ye were wounded with the love of Christ; and now, O blessed ones, ye delight in ineffable joy in the divine habitations.

Irmos: Whirled about in the abyss of sin, I call upon the unfathomable abyss of Thy loving-kindness: Lead me up from corruption, O God!

Working in the field of the heart with the sickle of thy words, thou hast cut down all the thorns of malice.

Theotokion: O Mistress, the Wisdom of God fashioned a temple for Himself of thy pure blood, for so He was well-pleased to do.

Truly, the light of divine grace hath now shone forth! Truly, the incorrupt food of the Manna which poureth forth life is set before us today: the splendid memorial of our godly intercessors. Ye who desire it, eat ye your fill!

Irmos: I will sacrifice to Thee with a voice of praise, O Lord, the Church crieth unto Thee, cleansed of the blood of demons by the blood which, for mercy’s sake, flowed from Thy side.

Thy tomb gusheth forth gifts of healing upon all of us who praise thee, O sacred Codratus.

Theotokion: He Who stretched out heaven according to His will hath shown thee to be another heaven, one on earth, O Mistress Theotokos, and through thee He hath enlightened those who are in darkness.

By your death amid transitory fire ye purchased immortal renown, O glorious and all-wise merchants, trading that which is of lesser worth for that which is greater. Wherefore, ye now rejoice with the venerable and the martyrs.

Irmos: When the golden image was worshipped on the plain of Dura, Thy three youths spurned the ungodly command, and, cast into the midst of the fire, bedewed, they sang: Blessed art Thou, O God of our fathers!

Mercifully inclining thine ear, O sacred Codratus, thou dost rescue from odious misfortunes those who entreat thee.

Theotokion: Like a shower was the saving Word poured forth in thine incorrupt womb, O most holy Maiden, and with power divine He hath dried up the streams of wickedness.

Today hath dawned for us as a day of joy, radiantly illumining the right renowned feast of the twenty-six venerable ones; and it noetically gladdeneth the souls and hearts of all with the grace of the Spirit, Whom we praise in right fitting hymns.

Irmos: The children of Abraham in the Persian furnace, afire with love of piety more than with the flame, cried out: Blessed art Thou in the temple of Thy glory, O Lord!

Illumining with the lamps of thy words those who were benighted in deception, thou didst consume all the underbrush of deceit.

Theotokion: Delivered by thee from the curse of our first parents, O divinely joyous one, we know thee to be the cause of good, in that thou didst give birth to the Word, the Cause of all, in manner surpassing all understanding and wonder; and we cry out to thee, O most pure and blessed one, who bore God in the flesh.

That ye might receive everlasting life in the heavens, O all-wise ones, ye gave your bodies over to temporal fire, denouncing the heresy of the Latins. Wherefore, rejoicing today, we celebrate your festival.

Irmos: God, Who descended into the fiery furnace for the Hebrew children and transformed the flame into dew, hymn ye as Lord, O ye works, and exalt Him supremely for all ages!

On the summit of the Church hath the Master set thee, O Phocas, as a most radiant star enlightening all hearts with the rays of thy sufferings and wonders, O most sacred one.

Theotokion: O all-pure Maiden, who by thy birthgiving hast renewed all humanity, in that thou art good, renew the putrid house of my soul with examples of repentance.

O ever-memorable choir of the honored and venerable ones, we honor you with faith, and with faith do we chant, crying: Deliver now from all sorrow, tribulation and affliction those who honor you, that we may reverently celebrate your festival in hymns.

Irmos: Stretching forth his hands, Daniel shut the lions’ mouths in the pit; and the young lovers of piety, girded about with virtue, quenched the power of the fire, crying out: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!

Confessing the Master’s incarnation before the tyrant’s tribunal, O martyred passion-bearer, thou didst splendidly put to shame the idols of the Greeks and the godlessness of polytheism.

Theotokion: With most sacred voices the most sacred prophets of God clearly foretold thee as the future Mother of Him Who ruleth all things, O most pure one. Him do we bless for all ages.

Having suffered, O ye twenty-six most venerable fathers, ye have received honors for your labors, and Christ, the Bestower of crowns, hath adorned you with gifts of grace.

Irmos: O ye faithful, with hymns let us magnify in oneness of mind the Word of God, Who from God came in His ineffable wisdom to renew Adam who had grievously fallen into corruption, and Who became ineffably incarnate of the holy Virgin for our sake.

The sea of deception harrowed by the storm of polytheism didst thou traverse with divine guidance, O glorious one; and thou hast become a haven most calm for all that sail.

Theotokion: Objects of the Law prefigured thee, O all-pure one: the ark of the covenant and the jar which contained the manna, the divine table, and also the candlestick of shining gold, which bore the Light of revelation for the gentiles, Who illumineth the ends of the earth with the knowledge of God.

Those things which eye cannot see nor ear hear, and which the mind of man cannot comprehend, as is written, have ye been vouchsafed in your portion in the heavens, O most glorious ones.

Irmos: Christ, the Chief Cornerstone uncut by human hands, Who united the two disparate natures, was cut from thee, the unquarried mountain, O Virgin. Wherefore, in gladness we magnify thee, O Theotokos.

The most pure God, finding thy pure soul and abode of His glory, through thee cleanseth souls which have been defiled by grievous falls into sins.

Theotokion: Take pity on me, O Lord, take pity on me, when Thou wilt judge me, and condemn me not to the fire, neither reprove me in Thy wrath. Thus art Thou entreated, O Christ, by the Virgin who bore Thee, and the multitude of the apostles, martyrs and prophets.

Celebrating a solemn festival, let us praise today the guardians, intercessors and protectors of the Monastery of Zographou, the twenty-six venerable martyrs.

The sage Greeks, compelled by thy wise dogmas, were prevailed upon, O blessed one, to confess Christ the Creator, the Wisdom and Power of the unoriginate Father.

Theotokion: O pure one, enlighten thou my soul which hath been darkened by sin, and by thy mediation deliver me from the everlasting flame of darkness, that, rejoicing, I may praise thy magnificence.

Celebrating your right notable memorial, O venerable martyrs, we beseech you today: Preserve your monastery and those who struggle in it as monks, and deliver it from tribulations.

Sacredly proclaiming the Radiance which cometh down from the Father of lights upon men, O Codratus, thou didst enlighten the people to honor and glorify the indivisible Trinity.

Let us praise the twenty-six sacred and venerable athletes, the intercessors and protectors of Zographou, who cast down the pride of the Latins, endured fiery immolation and were crowned as is meet; and let us cry: Rejoice, O venerable sufferers!

Thou didst manifestly trip the steps of the enemy, directing thine own feet to the paths of divine desire, O most sacred one.

Ikos: The angels were amazed, looking down from heaven upon the ungodly assault of the Latins, how they burned in the fire the venerable ones who, for piety’s sake, chose to die in piety. And having cast down the pride of the tyrants, they hear from us such things as these: Rejoice, O choir of venerable athletes; rejoice, steadfast regiment of those who suffered greatly. Rejoice, ye venerable ones, twenty-six in number; rejoice, O Thomas and the other martyrs! Rejoice, godly Barsanuphius and steadfast Micah; rejoice, Dometian, Menas and the radiant Paul! Rejoice with Anthony, O Euthymius and Hilarion; rejoice with Parthenius, O Simon and Joseph! Rejoice, ye two Jameses, together with Joannicius; rejoice, O Martinian, with Cosmas and Sergius! Rejoice, O glorious Cyprian, Cyril, Job and Sabbas; rejoice, O four glorious and radiant passion-bearers! Rejoice, O venerable sufferers!

Thy much suffering body, pierced with wounds, tore off the members of godlessness with divine strength, O divinely blessed Phocas.

Your divine and joyous memorial hath dawned today, O venerable sufferers, gladdening and sanctifying all who honor your struggles and sufferings, and who chant: O God of our fathers, blessed art Thou!

As a wholeburnt offering didst thou bring thyself to God Who offered Himself up for our sake and hath put an end to the bloody sacrifices of idolatry, O all-praised one.

Consumed by the fire, ye burned up falsehood opposed to God, O venerable martyrs of Christ, denouncing the abominable addition of the Latins concerning the Spirit, and chanting: O God of our fathers, blessed art Thou!

Thou wast a lofty heaven proclaiming the saving glory of God, in that thou wast a divine hierarch and a glorious apostle, O Codratus.

The valiant venerable athletes spurned all things in the world, their bodies and all riches, for the sake of the life which is to come; and having died with Christ, they now reign in unapproachable and never-waning light.

Preaching the one unoriginate Being and the one dominion of the Godhead, O Codratus most wise, thou didst destroy the dark madness of polytheism.

Let the venerable ones be fittingly praised who loved God as much as they were able, who studied His divine law and fulfilled it by their suffering, showing forth their love for the Lord.

O blessed and most sacred one, thy body which now, under the law of nature, lieth in the tomb, worketh most glorious things in manner transcending nature, O ever-memorable Codratus.

Let those in heaven now clap their hands with those on earth! Let the angels be glad with humanity! For the heavenly men and earthly angels, the fathers of heavenly wisdom who suffered valiantly, are celebrated!

Thou didst dry up the sea of godlessness, O most wise one, gushing forth venerable teaching as a wellspring of life; and now thou dost wash away all the stench of the passions with showers of miracles.

Blessed are your struggles and battles, O fathers, whereby ye showed yourselves to be receptacles of the Spirit like the angels, and having suffered for right-mindedness, ye are honored forever.

Despitefully used, thou wast broken and dismembered upon a tree, O sacred hierarch, but a voice strengthening thee from on high didst thou hear, O much-suffering martyr.

Now doth the sacred Monastery of Zographou boast, O God-bearers, and, adorning itself, it delighteth in your miracles and is crowned by your sufferings and struggles; for ye put the minions of the pope to shame, opposing them with Orthodox dogmas, hymning Christ forever.

Having emulated the sufferings of the Dispassionate One, O Phocas, thou dost heal divers sufferings and dost deliver those who sail through storm and wave by thy divine prayers unto God.

With songs let the sacred Thomas, the abbot of the Monastery of Zographou, be hymned, together with Barsanuphius and Hilarion, Cosmas and Sergius, Euthymius and Menas, James, Job and Joannicius, and with them the rest of their honored company, twenty-six in number, who hymn the Lord and exalt Him supremely forever.

O Lord, the world offereth Thee the Apostle Codratus as an honored and sacred hierarch and a most steadfast athlete; and with hymns it honoreth his precious memory, ever begging that remission of transgressions thus be given unto those who hymn him, O Compassionate One.

Save Thy servants, O King great in might, O only compassionate God, moved now by the manifold entreaties of Thy venerable athletes, twenty-six in number. With them do Thou also accept us who cry: Let all creation bless the Lord and exalt Him supremely for all ages!

Ikos: Let us honor the wise hierarch as a faithful pastor and teacher, for in the meadow of suffering he hath put forth a most sacred rose and perfumed us, the faithful, having filled the whole world with the radiance of healing and enlightenment, with rays of miracles and virtuous works, for God hath made him wondrous for all that honor his precious memory with hymns, in that He is compassionate.

Having been shown to be chosen and precious vessels, with splendor ye received effulgence from on high, and truly hastened with joy to the mansions of heaven, illumined by the grace of the divine Trinity, Whom ye hymn in songs for all ages.

Having elevated thy mind to the Primal Good, thou didst become a temple of the Trinity most divine in appearance, and by thy most exalted teachings thou hast raised up those who are in the abyss of misery and that cry: Blessed art Thou, O God of our fathers!

Having each completed the same course, O venerable fathers who suffered, in the heavens ye have received from Christ the very crowns prepared for the righteous. And rejoicing with the angelic choirs, O blessed Thomas and his companions, be ye mindful of those who praise you.

Having demolished the temples of idols with the levers of thy prayers, thou didst raise up temples of God through the divine Spirit, O most sacred father, and didst lead in multitudes of the saved who cried: Blessed art Thou, O God of our fathers!

Triadicon: Hymning the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit, the thrice-radiant, indivisible and uncreated Godhead, the only sovereign Ruler and King, with unfailing love we cry out with all the armies of heaven: Holy! Holy! Holy!

Being fiery, as thou didst ever have within thy heart the divine fire of the Spirit, O most wise one, thou hast been seen to be a torch consuming all the underbrush of deception and enlightening those who cry out: Blessed art Thou, O God of our fathers!

Reverently following the fathers, and having lived in holiness upon the earth, ye steadfastly vanquished the evil one by ascetic struggle in the Monastery of Zographou, and suffered for piety; wherefore, we now praise you.

Thou didst not fear the fury of the tormentors, O glorious one, but, presiding over thy reason-endowed flock, thou didst offer thyself as a lamb to Christ, the Chief Shepherd, O Phocas, who art glorified in martyrdom.

Receiving now this meager hymnody from our impure mouths, earnestly remember us to the one Master, O steadfast and venerable athletes, that we may obtain remission of transgressions and may honor your memory with splendor.

Thou wast tried like gold in a crucible, O martyr, cast into the midst of fiery lime, yet in no wise consumed, crying out: Blessed art Thou, O Lord my God, in the temple of Thy glory!

Shining forth clearly, like the great sun, your memory illumineth the world; and celebrating it with reverence, we honor you as the guardians and wardens of the Monastery of Zographou, O venerable fathers who suffered.

With a divine dew, divine love, which consumed thy heart, preserved unconsumed in the fire thee that burnest up the filth of godlessness, O glorious hierarch.

Dwelling in noetic light, O wise ones, accept the hymnody which we offer you, for the sake of the great debt we owe you. And we ask that remission of the penalty for our transgressions be granted, through your supplications, unto us who honor you as is meet.

Having the pillars of thy soul founded upon the noetic Stone, thou didst cause the enemies of the Lord to stumble, O blessed Codratus, and thou didst make steadfast all that hymn and supremely exalt Christ for all ages.

In latter days, O venerable sufferers, God set you as unshakable towers of your monastery, against the implacable foe; and He hath made your most precious bones to be a stumbling-block for those opposed to Him, ever strengthening the Orthodox Faith, O glorious ones.

Having a heart and soul adorned with the virtues, thou hast adorned souls with the word of thy teaching, delivering all from the chaos of all idolatrous madness, O divinely eloquent Codratus.

Still ye the tempest of the cruel barbarians which assaileth us, O most venerable ones; cause schisms within the Holy Church to cease; grant remission of transgressions unto those who hymn you; and preserve your monastery unharmed by every grievous circumstance.

As a disciple of Jesus, as a radiant apostle, as a brilliant lightning flash of the Sun of righteousness, O Codratus, sanctify those who keep thy holy memory.

O Most High God—Father, Son and Spirit—O Trinity equal in honor: through the supplications of Thy venerable ones, preserve the sacred Monastery of Zographou from all oppression, and grant unto Thy flock a peaceful state, unshakable and unbroken.

Grace was poured forth into thy mouth, O Phocas; wherefore thou didst convert peoples led astray by the counsel of the serpent, and, as a true shepherd, thou didst lead to Christ those who cried out: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!

With splendor let us praise today the intercessors for the Monastery of Zographou, the venerable fathers who suffered, casting down the falsehood of the Latins, the preachers of the Orthodox Faith who, consumed by the fire, offered themselves to the Trinity as divine wholeburnt sacrifices.

The assembly of the faithful hath thee, O wise one, as an ever-vigilant intercessor who calmest the raging waves of the sea, subduest temptations and deliverest from every grievous circumstance us who cry out: Bless the Lord, O ye works of the Lord!

Glory…: The sacred Monastery of Zographou hath acquired you as intercessors and guardians, O most wise ones; wherefore, with splendor we celebrate your right renowned memory, honoring you with hymns: for, having glorified the Lord, ye are now honored with the angels, as is meet.

Thy temple doth ever pour forth streams of healing upon those who are in need thereof, revealing itself as a haven undisturbed by waves, which driveth away the passions from those who honor thee, O martyr, and cry out to Christ: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!

Now & ever…: O Queen of all, Bride of God, divine Mistress, Mother of the King, flower of virginity, splendor of the angels, adornment of the celestial beings, great refuge of sinners: we hymn thee, O all-holy one, as the savior of the world.

That we may honor thy precious memory by keeping festival, O Phocas, do thou most earnestly entreat the all-good Lord, that He grant deliverance from vexations to us who cry out: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!

Great Doxology. Troparia. Litanies. Dismissal. First Hour.

Adorned in mind, thou dost stand before the comely Master as a hierarch ever most splendid and pleasing to God, as a divine apostle, truly entreating peace for the world with all the apostles, O Codratus.

Magnesia, possessing the shrine of thy relics as a divine tabernacle, O Codratus, lovingly draweth forth therefrom every benefit; and the heavenly mansions, possessing thy soul, rejoice with all the saints.

Thy radiant day, thy light-bearing memorial, thy truly illustrious feast, hath dawned like the sun upon all, and we faithfully celebrate it, O Codratus, asking that through thy prayers we find remission of sins and great mercy.

Come ye all, and with divine and sacred utterances let us celebrate most sacredly the most sacred memory of the sacred pastor who prayeth to God, the Benefactor, for us.

Thou didst show thyself to be consumed with zeal for the Master, O martyr, when thou wast put into the fiery bath, wherein, in gladness, thou didst surrender thy soul into the hands of God, O martyr.

Thy memory hath spread throughout the world, illumining the souls of those who with faith praise thy feats and struggles, and thy manifold sufferings, O right wondrous pastor and martyr.

Turning the course of thy beauteous feet, O Apostle Codratus, thou didst ascend, rejoicing, to the heavenly path; and standing before the Trinity, thou dost behold the Son and the Holy Spirit in the Father. Wherefore, with faith we celebrate thy most sacred and divine memory.

O divinely wise father, thou didst show thyself to be the glory of hierarchs, a defender of the poor and a pillar of the virtues. Wherefore, remember us who hymn thee, O Phocas.

Thee do all we sinners have as an intercessor, O most holy Virgin. By thy maternal supplications hast thou rendered thy Son easily reconciled unto us.