ON SUNDAY EVENING

At, Lord, I have cried, Prosomoia.

Stichera for the Master.

Mode pl. 2. N/M (When the saints.)

O Word, who do not desire the death of all, but the repentance of those who have sinned against you, most compassionate Christ and Lord, and who ever show mercy to me your servant, show me compassion as I repent and dare to ask pardon for the wicked deeds through which I have embittered you; for you will show in me the depth of your divine pity, if unworthy as I am, you save me as you love humankind.

Only lover of humankind, who wish all to be saved, and in compassion call those who have grieved you to repentance, do not, I beg, O Master, in any way remember the shame of the disordered deeds which I have done, alas! in your sight, without trembling, wretch that I am, at your inescapable hand; so now I fall before you, groaning and grieving, and in spirit clasping your feet to obtain pardon.

Accept my supplication, you who wish all to be saved, and do not cast from your presence me the unworthy who have much offended more than every human creature from my youth up; therefore with bended knee I fall before you in tears: Be compassionate, have mercy, show in me your mercies, O Lord of glory, Father of mercy and pities, do not reject me, the wretch who calls on you for help.

Additional Stichera. For the Angels. Same Melody.

Angelic choirs eternally sing to you a festive tune, O Supremely Good, as they clearly behold your fair beauty, and filled with the radiance, in no way carried by the inclination to ill, but rather ever unbendingly inclined to what is before, and eagerly receiving the all-blest rays, they intercede with boldness for our souls.

Build a wall around your flock with protecting Angels, who sustain their ranks by your word and will, so driving out every trial from barbarians and arrogance of heresies. For you truly purchased this flock of yours by your Blood, and wiped away the condemnation of law and sin, so that, delivered from the afflictions that now beset it, your flock with orthodox mind may magnify you, O Saviour.

Principalities, Dominions and Seraphim, with the Thrones, unsullied Cherubim, Angels, Archangels accompany with fear your revered and august throne and divine glory; while all the Powers with the Authorities honour your majesty, and your ineffable providence and marvel at your wisdom, O Christ, for all that exists, and with freedom to speak they intercede on behalf of our souls.

Glory. Both now. Theotokion. Same Melody.

Having slipped and fallen by my own choice and by trickery become enslaved to the deceiver, wretch that I am, I take refuge in your wondrous compassion and fervent intercession, all-holy Maiden, Bride of God. Deliver from the bondage of trials and afflictions, and me, O All-unblemished, from the assaults of demons, that I may glorify you, and with love hymn, worship and magnify you, Sovereign Lady, ever-blessed.

At the Aposticha.

Aposticha. Mode pl. 2. For compunction.

I have not acquired repentance, nor yet again tears, therefore, O Saviour, I implore you, before the end turn and grant me repentance, that I may be delivered from damnation.

Verse: I lift my eyes to You, who dwell in heaven. Behold, as the eyes of servants look to the hands of their masters, as the eyes of the maidservant look to the hands of her mistress, so our eyes look to the Lord our God until He shall have compassion on us. [SAAS]

At your dread coming, O Christ, do not let us hear, ''I do not know you''; for we have put our hope in you, the Saviour, even though we have not done your commands through our indifference: but spare our souls we beg.

Verse: Have mercy on us, O Lord, have mercy on us, for we are greatly filled with contempt; our soul is greatly filled with it. We are a disgrace to those who prosper, and a contempt to the arrogant. [SAAS]

For the Martyrs.

Your Martyrs, Lord, did not deny you, they did not abandon your commandments. At their prayers, have mercy on us.

Glory. Both now. Theotokion.

Let us the faithful, like the Archangels, sing the praise of the heavenly bridal chamber, and the gate truly sealed. Hail, through whom the Saviour of all, Christ the giver of life and God, budded for us. Pure Sovereign Lady, cast down our tyrannous and godless foes by your power, O hope of Christians.

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ON MONDAY MORNING

MATINS

After the first Psalter reading, Kathismata.

For compunction. Mode pl. 2.

I think upon the fearful day and lament my evil acts. ⁄ What answer shall I give to the immortal King? ⁄ And what boldness could I have as prodigal to gaze upon the Judge? ⁄⁄ Compassionate Father, only-begotten Son and Holy Spirit, have mercy on me!

In the valley of lamentation, the place you have appointed, ⁄ when you shall sit, merciful Lord, to execute just judgement, ⁄ do not publish my secret sins, or put me to shame before the angels, ⁄⁄ but spare me, O God, and have mercy on me.

Glory. Both now. Theotokion. N/M (You are the good hope.)

We run to you, who are our hope * and protection and haven, * and the defender of the world, * good Lady Theotokos. * Together with bodiless hosts earnestly pray * to the Son you bore, who is our God most humane, * to save our souls from every threat of danger and from harm, * only all-blessed Virgin.

After the second Psalter reading, Kathismata.

Have mercy on us, Lord, have mercy on us; for we sinners, lacking all defence, offer you, as our Master, this supplication: have mercy on us.

Lord, have mercy on us, for in you we have put our trust. Do not be very angry with us, nor remember our iniquities. But look on us now, as you are compassionate, and rescue us from our enemies. For you are our God, and we are your people; we are all the work of your hands, and we have called on your name.

Glory. Both now. Theotokion.

Gabriel''s salutation of the Virgin was the beginning of our salvation. For she heard him say, Rejoice, and did not reject the greeting. * She did not hesitate, like Sarah in the tent, but rather this is what she said, * "Behold the servant of the Lord; let it be to me according to your word."

After the third Psalter reading, Kathismata.

For compunction.

N/M (You are the good hope.)

You are indifferent, my soul, * as you live out your whole life, * and you have never brought to mind * the frightful day of judgment. * Now get a grip of yourself and decide * to repent and return and pray to Christ, * "O compassionate Lord, remember not our many sins * in the hour of judgment."

For the Martyrs.

Light always dawns for the righteous. The saints were illumined in You, and they shine like stars forever, and they extinguish the lamp of the impious. By their prayers, You will light my lamp, O Lord, and save me.

Glory. Both now. Theotokion.

Let us extol the Mother of God, with never silent heart and mouth, for she is most glorious and holier than the holy Angels. And let us confess her to be Theotokos, for she literally gave birth to God incarnate. She unceasingly intercedes for our souls.

Canon of Compunction.

Mode pl. 2. Ode i. Heirmos.

[EL]

Troparia.

For the Martyrs.

Theotokion.

Canon for the Bodiless Hosts.

Crossing the sea. (NM)

Theotokion.

Ode iii. Heirmos.

[EL]

Troparia.

For the Martyrs.

Theotokion.

Canon for the Bodiless Hosts. No one is holy.

Theotokion.

Ode iv. Heirmos.

[EL]

Troparia.

For the Martyrs.

Theotokion.

Canon for the Bodiless Hosts. Christ is my power. (NM)

Theotokion.

Ode v. Heirmos.

[EL]

Troparia.

For the Martyrs.

Theotokion.

Canon for the Bodiless Hosts. With your divine radiance. (NM)

Theotokion.

Ode vi. Heirmos.

[EL]

Troparia.

For the Martyrs.

Theotokion.

Canon for the Bodiless Hosts. Watching life''s sea. (NM)

Theotokion.

Ode vii. Heirmos.

[EL]

Troparia.

For the Martyrs.

Theotokion.

Canon for the Bodiless Hosts. An Angel made the furnace. (NM)

Theotokion.

Ode viii. Heirmos.

[EL]

Troparia.

For the Martyrs.

Theotokion.

Canon for the Bodiless Hosts. From flame you made a source. (NM)

Theotokion.

Ode ix. Heirmos.

You received the joyful message through an Angel, * and to your own Creator did you give birth. * All-holy Virgin, save us all who magnify you. [SD]

Troparia.

For the Martyrs.

Theotokion.

Canon for the Bodiless Hosts. It is impossible. (NM)

Theotokion.

At the Aposticha of Lauds.

Aposticha. Mode pl. 2. For compunction.

O Savior, heal the wounds of my heart, which have grown in me because of many sins, O physician of souls and bodies. As You ever grant forgiveness of offenses to those who ask, grant me tears of repentance, and give me the remission of my debts, O Lord, and have mercy on me.

Verse: We were filled with Your mercy in the morning, and in all our days we greatly rejoiced and were glad; gladden us in return for the days You humbled us, for the years we saw evil things. And behold Your servants and Your works, and guide their sons. [SAAS]

The enemy found me naked of any virtues, so he shot me with the arrow of sin. But I pray You, the physician of souls and bodies, heal the wounds of my soul, and have mercy on me, O God.

Verse: And let the brightness of the Lord our God be upon us, and prosper for us the works of our hands. [SAAS]

For the Martyrs.

O Lord, all creation celebrates at the memory of Your Saints: the heavens and the Angels are exultant, and the earth rejoices with its people. By their supplications, have mercy on us.

Glory. Both now. Theotokion.

You accepted the word of the Archangel, and you became a cherubic throne. O Theotokos, you held in your arms the hope of our souls.

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LITURGY

The Beatitudes. Mode pl. 2.

Like the robber I entreat You, O my Savior, * when You come in Your kingdom, remember me, * O Lord, and save me, O only God who loves mankind.

Overlooking * all the sins I did in knowledge * and in ignorance, Jesus my loving Lord, * I pray You, grant me a place with the saved on high.

You make brilliant * all the orders of the Angels. * At their earnest entreaties on my behalf, * also enlighten the eyes of my heart, O Christ.

For the Martyrs.

For enduring * the excruciating torments, * you, O Martyrs, were given the grace from God * to heal our every trauma and tormenting pain.

Glory.

The angelic * hosts on high ever extol You. * We on earth sing Your glory and worship You, * and pray: O Holy Trinity, save our souls.

Both now. Theotokion.

I implore you, * rescue me from the eternal * fire and well-deserved torments in store for me. * And I will call you blessed, O Mother of God.