At, Lord, I have cried, Prosomoia.

Stichera for the Master.

Grave Mode. N/M (Judas today is vigilant.)

Master and God all-compassionate, by the judgements which you know, grant that my heart may possess your fear, grant that I may love you with my whole soul; grant that I may loathe deeds of the boaster and do your saving will. For you are our God who said: Ask and you will receive.

I have become the laughing stock of the demons and the shame of mortals, lamentation of the Just, grief of the Angels, pollution of air, land and water, for I have defiled my soul and ruined my mind with outrageous deeds; I have become an enemy to God. Alas, Lord, I have sinned against you, I have sinned, pardon me.

I beseech you, Master, be patient with me, though I bear no fruit, and do not cut me down like the fruitless tree by the felling of death, consigning me to fire. But, I implore you, make me fruitful, giving me time for repentance, as you love mankind, that I may wash away my many sins, O Saviour Christ.

Additional Stichera. For the Forerunner. N/M (When you had wisely.)

As escort to the bride with words you led forward the Church of Christ, wise Saint, as an unblemished bride and set her beside the Master as his subject. But as you now have power, defend her and appear as her champion, rescuing her from every wickedness of the devil, O All-blessed.

Shining with spiritual light on my humble soul, O Forerunner, drive far from it all the fog of soul-destroying pleasures and passions of the body. And as you now have power, defend me too, and appear as my protector, rescuing me from every constraint and dread circumstance.

O summit of the Prophets and seal of the Law of types; O holiness greater than all born of earth; O godly Herald and Forerunner of the coming of Christ; O Teacher of repentance; O image of purity: save your servants rescuing us from every constraint and dread circumstance.

Glory. Both now. Theotokion.

Hail, Pure Lady, the honoured treasure of virginity. Hail, most revered, divine dwelling place. Hail, Virgin, salvation of the faithful. Hail Sovereign Lady without bridegroom.

At the Aposticha.

Aposticha. Grave Mode. For compunction.

Like the Prodigal Son, I too come, O Compassionate. Receive me as I fall down as one of your hired servants, O God, and have mercy on me.

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]

Like the one who fell among thieves and was wounded, so I too have fallen through my sins, and my soul is wounded. To whom shall I, the guilty, flee unless to you the compassionate physician of souls? Pour out upon me, O God, your great mercy.

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.

Holy Martyrs, who struggled well and have been crowned, intercede to the Lord to have mercy on our souls.

Glory. Both now. Theotokion. N/M (No longer are we barred.)

At the prayers of the Mother of God, make peaceful the lives of us who cry to you: Merciful Lord, glory to you!




After the first Psalter reading, Kathismata. For compunction.

Grave Mode.

Since repentance will cure you from all sickness, O my soul, ⁄ draw near to this house of healing with tears and sighs. ⁄ Cry out to the Physician of our bodies and souls: ⁄ O Lord and Lover of mankind: free me from my sins. ⁄ Number me with the harlot, the thief and the publican; ⁄⁄ grant me the forgiveness of my transgressions, O God, and save me.

I have not emulated the repentance of the publican; ⁄ I have not gained the tears of the harlot. ⁄ In my blindness I cannot understand how to amend my life as they did. ⁄⁄ But in your compassion, O God, save me, as the Lover of mankind.

Glory. Both now. Theotokion.

O unwedded Theotokos, you are the ardent protection and assistance of us Christians. As such, join the Forerunner and implore Your Son, that we might find mercy.

After the second Psalter reading, Kathismata. For compunction.

You accepted the tears of Peter and the harlot; ⁄ you justified the publican when he groaned from the depths of his heart. ⁄ O Savior, my sins have brought me to despair. ⁄⁄ have mercy on me also, and save me.

O my soul, in this life prepare yourself for the life to come, lest you be troubled. For in that place, nothing can help you, not wealth, nor power, not friends, nor powerful people; nothing, except the evidence of your works and the love for humanity of our God.

Glory. Both now. Theotokion.

Lord, we are Your people and sheep of Your flock. As our Shepherd, bring us back when we go astray; gather us when we are scattered. O Lover and humanity, have mercy on your flock. O only sinless One, have compassion on Your people, at the intercessions of the Theotokos.

After the third Psalter reading, Kathismata.

For the Forerunner.

O Lord, as You are good, take pity on me, and wash away the dirt of my soul with the hyssop of You mercy. O Savior, cleanse me of defilement, and have mercy on me. Rescue me, Your creature, from the slime of the passions, at the intercessions of Your Forerunner, O only very merciful Master.

For the Martyrs.

The saints, O Lord, contended bravely on this earth; ⁄ they trampled the enemy and overthrew the error of idolatry. ⁄ Therefore they received crowns from you, O loving Master, ⁄⁄ the God of all compassion, who grants us great mercy.

Glory. Both now. Theotokion.

O blessed Theotokos, you are sympathetic towards our lowliness, and you shelter us on earth. Have compassion on us, a defenseless people. Intercede for us persistently, so that we not be horribly destroyed. O immaculate Lady, implore our placable God, to save our souls, O all-holy Virgin.

Canon of Compunction.

Grave Mode. Ode i. Heirmos.

Let us sing to our Redeemer and God, who by His arm brought wars to nothing, and who submerged the chosen captains, for He is glorified. [SD]


O Christ, I sin each day, and I do not shudder at You, who with forbearance await my repentance. Since You are good, please give me the thought of returning, and do not overlook me.

Not at all have I ceased heaping sin upon sin, wretch that I am. O only good and sinless Savior, take pity on me and save me.

For the Martyrs.

The valiant athletes bravely call out to each other, "We are in the stadium and the contests abound. Let us run our race, for Christ, the Judge of the games, is seated, and he will crown who defeat the foe."

O wise Martyrs, enduring multiple tortures, you put off the body, and you put on the garment of incorruption, and you became sons of the Father of tender mercies.


My soul is afflicted by many sins. O Virgin Mother of God, heal me, so that I may ever earnestly glorify you with words of gratitude.

Canon for the Forerunner.

By your will. (NM)

Blessed Forerunner, blooming with handsome beauty, you adorn the Church. By your intercessions, always preserve her mighty and unshaken in the face of judgments against her from heretics.

Divine Forerunner, you were slaughtered like an innocent lamb and offered to the Creator as a blameless sacrifice. Therefore with faith I implore you, rescue me from all the wickedness of enemies.

Ever-renowned Forerunner, we pray you cure the diseases of our souls and bodies, as daily implore the Logos, who mercifully takes away the diseases and illnesses of all.


All-holy Virgin, you gave birth to the incomprehensible Logos associated with us in the flesh hypostatically. Ever implore Him to save us who faithfully ever call you blessed.

Ode iii. Heirmos.

You are the one who by Your Word established the heavens, and who set the earth''s foundation on many waters. Establish my mind in your will, O only Lord who loves mankind. [SD]


O only Savior, You overlook people''s sins, in your great love for humanity. I pray You also overlook the many evils I have done, so that I may glorify You, the surpassing good God.

Against my conscience, I have ignored Your wishes, so that I can do the will of the flesh. And now I fear the fiery punishment. O Logos, rescue me from it.

For the Martyrs.

The Athletes experienced pains of physical torture, looking forward to the painless life and relaxation, which they joyfully attained. And now they ever alleviate the pains of other people.

O God-bearing Martyrs, you ended the night of terrible deception and error, and you were transported to the never-setting light. And now you ever deliver us from our pain and suffering.


O immaculate Virgin, the Prophet Daniel foresaw you as the gate of God, by which He entered, as He knows. Therefore I implore you to open to me the gates of repentance.

Canon for the Forerunner. Lord, who First You established. (NM)

O Forerunner, you illumine all of creation with solar flares, for you are a bright star of the noetic Sun. Earnestly entreat Him to drive away the darkness of the passions from our aching hearts.

O divine Forerunner, standing as you were between the Law and grace, to all you manifestly indicated the end of the former and the shining of the latter, which would clearly come through perfect renewal to those who had become old in their sins.

We cry out to you, O Baptizer of Christ: As you implore our good God, deliver us from demonic assaults, from the scandals of life, and from every tribulation, and rescue us from perdition on Judgment Day.


O blessed Lady, who inexplicably gave birth to God, join His holy Baptist and unceasing pray for us; for we have succumbed to life''s disasters, and we are distressed by our sins.

Ode iv. Heirmos.

Confirming Your incarnate advent, O Christ, the Prophet Habbakuk cried out: "Glory to Your power!" [SD]


I have wandered from the way that would lead me to life, and I have fallen into a pit of evils. O Savior, do not ignore me.

O Master, the Logos of God, send down to me buckets of tears, so that I may wash away the filth of my many offences.

For the Martyrs.

The Martyrs were led like lambs to slaughter, but in fact they slaughtered the waring enemy, and they were granted glory.

O all-lauded Martyrs, the streams of your blood emptied, and they prepared for you the torrent of delight.


O Maiden, the Lord has become flesh from your pure blood, and by your intercessions, He grants repentance to mortal men.

Canon for the Forerunner. Christ God, who did not leave. (NM)

O Baptist, you brought down the hostile enemies, and you splendidly prevailed over them. Now I entreat you, by your prayers bring down the sin that reigns in me.

O Blessed Forerunner, you appeared as a spiritual lamp, and to mortals you pointed at Jesus, the great Sun of Righteousness. Pray Him to illumine the hearts of all.

I was conceived and born in iniquities, and now I live carelessly. I am afraid of the punishments on the other side. O Baptist, rescue me from these, by praying to God to be merciful.

All-honored Forerunner, offer to God an fervent prayer for us who honor you, that He free us from every difficult situation and from demonic harm.


In many different ways, the shadows of the Law indicated you, the one who gave birth to God. Entreat Him now, O all-blameless Virgin, to free me from all iniquity and from the body''s passions.

Ode v. Heirmos.

O Creator of all, You drove away the original darkness of the abyss, and shined the first-created light on the world. I pray You, dispel the night of the passions, and shine in me the noetic light. [SD]


O Logos, deliver me from Your righteous wrath, when You judge the earth. Through my repentance, cleanse me of my many transgressions, and make me a temple of Your goodness, O only Creator of the universe.

My mind is blinded by the heavy fog of the passions, and I do not know what I am doing, since my hear is hardened. O Christ, convert me, and give me repentance that will cleanse my impurities.

For the Martyrs.

O Athletes, you vigorously ran the sweaty race, and you crossed the heavenly finish-line. You have received the medals of victory from the hand of the God who is the source of life. Therefore now you celebrate.

O Athletes, you strangled the wicked serpent with the very cords that were used to torture you in your sacred labors, and you were counted worthy of the Garden of Eden. Therefore we extol you.


O Lady, you are the luminous cloud of the Sun. Shine in me the noetic light of genuine repentance, and drive away the darkness of my wicked thoughts, so that in faith I may extol you as the salvation of believers.

Canon for the Forerunner. O Lord my God. (NM)

All-wise Forerunner, You became the voice of one crying in the wilderness of minds bereft of the knowledge of God. So I entreat you to renew my soul, for it has become a desert because of all my transgressions.

O Prophet of God, you were shown to be an honorable vessel of the Master. By your intercessions, free me from dishonorable acts, and pray the Giver of blessings for me to obtain everlasting honor.

Iniquities have come over me; they gained entrance because of my indifference. O blessed Forerunner, make me a better person, through the work of repentance, so that I may readily return to the ways of the Lord.


O immaculate and noble Theotokos, you held in your womb Life himself, who by death utterly vanquished death by His divine power. I pray you but to death the earthly mindset of my flesh.

Ode vi. Heirmos.

O Good One, I have fallen into the deep sea of sin. Now like Jonah from the whale I cry to You: Raise up my life from corruption, and save me, as the One who loves humanity. [SD]


I am the new prodigal son, for I lived shamefully on earth, and I submitted to the drives of pleasure. O Christ God, convert me and save me, as the One who love humanity.

O my soul, sign now, so that you may be saved from sighing later. Weep now, so that you will not experience unending tears there in perdition, where they will be of no benefit.

For the Martyrs.

O august Great Martyrs, you are like gems mounted in the crown of the Church of Christ, and you are her delightful adornment.

O wise Martyrs, you were granted an end worthy of God, and you inherit unending rewards. Therefore pray that our lives may end in repentance.


O good Lady, you gave birth to the abyss of compassion. I pray you raise me up from the abyss of indifference and countless passions, and give me a wellspring of many tears.

Canon for the Forerunner. Jonas from the bowels of Hell. (NM)

O genuine friend of the noetic Orient, you illumine all creation, as you are aglow with rays of the virtue, and shining with splendid martyrdom.

O blessed Baptist, you were born to an elderly, barren woman. Therefore, I who have grown old in many sins cry out to you: By your prayers renew me with the beauty of repentance.

O divine Prophet, the lamp of the never-setting Light, the lamp of my heart has gone out. Light it again, by your prayers, and grant me to partake of the divine Light.


O all-holy Virgin, the Logos came down into your womb like dew. I entreat you, pray to Him to dry up the streams of my countless evils.

Ode vii. Heirmos.

The fire did not scorch nor at all disturb those Servants in the furnace. The three, as if with one mouth, extolled and blessed, saying: "Blessed is the God of our fathers!" [SD]


O Savior, I have fallen into the dishonorable passions, and I have like the animals. And darkened thus, I do not see the forbearance of Your patience, O Logos. Give me time to return, and save me.

I lived my life with indifference, doing what is not permitted. And now, at last, I approach the gates of hades, and I am still indifferent. O Christ who alone are good, do not disdain me.

For the Martyrs.

O all-wise Athletes, you longed for everlasting life, so you died to the world. And when you had completely mortified the enemy, you flew up to the heavens, where you ever intercede for us.

O holy Martyrs, freed from the needs of the body, you undid the bonds of deceitful error. And you bound your souls to the love of Christ, who was bound in the flesh and undid corruption.


O pure Virgin, the Prophet Isaiah saw you as a new book, in which the Word of the Father was written. Therefore I implore you to entreat and implore Jesus, the One who makes all things new, to write me in the book of the living.

Canon for the Forerunner. The Youths of old revealed. (NM)

O Forerunner, in the streams of the river you bathed the Abyss of compassion. By your prayers, grant me showers of tears, and wholly cleanse me of defilement of flesh and spirit.

O Blessed Forerunner, offer fervent supplication to the God of all, that being compassionate He have mercy on me who have committed many sins and cannot recover.

Barren soul of mine, hurry and repent, lest divine justice cut you down from the root, like a fruitless fig tree. Cry out to the Master: "O God, be gracious to me and save me!"


Because of my serious transgressions, my soul has been deadened. O Lady, I pray you who by your childbirth put Hades to death: Revive me, through my works of repentance.

Ode viii. Heirmos.



For the Martyrs.


Canon for the Forerunner. The King of glory, alone without beginning. (NM)


Ode ix. Heirmos.



For the Martyrs.


Canon for the Forerunner. Conceiving without knowing corruption. (NM)


At the Aposticha of Lauds.

Aposticha. Grave Mode. For compunction.

O Savior, sinner that I am, do not cut me down, like the unfruitful fig tree. But this year grant me forgiveness, and water my soul with the tears of my repentance, so that I may bring to You as fruit, charity and acts of mercy.

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]

N/M (No longer are we barred.)

The Sun of Righteousness as You are, O Savior, * rightly guide our hearts to the light as we cry out: * Glory to You, O Lord.

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. Same Melody.

While standing in the center of the arena * of the lawless pagans, the Martyrs rejoiced and cried out, "Glory to You, O Lord."

Glory. Both now. Theotokion. N/M (Judas today is vigilant.)

O Maiden who found grace, when you greeted the barren mother of the Voice of the Word, he found the opportunity to declare from the womb the divinity of God the Word who was in your womb. He called you Mother of God, using his mother''s voice, for he lacked the ability and the organs, by which concepts are articulated.



The Beatitudes. Grave Mode.

The fruit that killed me of old was good for food and beautiful to contemplate. But Christ is the very tree of life, from which I eat and die not. And echoing the Robber''s words, I cry out, "Remember me in Your kingdom, O Lord."

O Lord, as the only physician of souls and bodies, heal the incurable wounds of my heart, and help me on my way to stand and walk the ways that lead to salvation.

The lamp of my soul has gone out because of much sinning. O Baptist of Christ, who came before the Sun of Righteousness, reignite my soul, by your divine prayers, so that I may be saved and may ever call you blessed.

For the Martyrs.

O wise Martyrs, you competed and were crowned, and thus embarrassed the enemy. And now, filled with perpetual light, you orbit the heavens, and you intercede on behalf of your souls.


O Holy Trinity, correctly glorified in single Godhead, cure the incurable passions of my soul, and rescue me from trials and from hell, and grant me the eternal Kingdom.

Both now. Theotokion.

O pure Mother, you contained in your womb the uncontainable God, without constraining Him. Ever implore Him to deliver us your servants from all constraints and assaults of the passions, so that we may glorify you.