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After the 1st Reading from the Psalter Kathismata of the Apostles.
Tone 1.
Wise Fishermen of the whole world, as you have received God’s compassion,
now intercede also for us who cry: Lord, save your people and your city, and
through your Apostles free the souls of us who are held fast by troubles.
Verse: Their sound has gone out into all the earth; and their words to the end
of the world.
With the net of the word the Fishermen ruined the webs of the rhetoricians by
the rod of the Cross and enlightened the nations devoutly to glorify the true
God; and therefore we cry to you who gave them power: Glory to the Father
and the Son, glory to the consubstantial Spirit, glory to the One who through
them enlightened the world.
Unburned you conceived the fire of the Godhead, and without seed you bore
the Lord, source of life, O Mother of God full of grace; save those who
magnify you.
After the 2nd Reading from the Psalter Kathismata of the Apostles.
Let us the faithful honour with hymns the tuneful trumpets of Christ, the
horses who troubled the sea of godlessness and drew mankind as from the
deep to the inspired harbour of salvation by the grace of the Spirit.
Verse: The heavens confess your wonders, Lord; and your truth in the Church
of the Saints.
Same melody.
The Light which outside time shone from Light, in time appeared in flesh to
those on earth, and through you, All-blest Apostles, enlightened the world;
therefore we all, enlightened by your divine teachings, honour your sacred
memory.
Let us all beseech Christ’s Martyrs, for they ask for our salvation; and let us in
love approach them with faith; they possess the grace of healing; they ward
off the regiments of demons, as guardians of the Faith.
The godly Disciples and Apostles by their inspired teachings proclaimed your
ineffable birth-giving, O Maiden, immaculate Mother of God, teaching that
you should be fittingly worshipped; but we beg you: with them ask that those
who honour you in faith may be saved.
Your triumphant right hand, in a manner fitting God, has been glorified in
strength, O Immortal; for in its infinite strength it broke in pieces the enemy,
and made a strange new way for the Israelites in the deep.
Troparia.
Enlightened by the divine beams of the radiance with triple sun, glorious,
godlike Apostles, you were truly gods; therefore, as is fitting, with faith we
honour you.
Theotokion.
Harmony of the Apostles, all-blameless Lady who gave birth to God, as you
are Mother of him who spoke in them in a manner fitting God, with them
intercede that I may be delivered from the fire of Gehenna.
Ode 3. Irmos.
You alone know the weakness of mortals and in compassion took its form;
gird me with power from on high, to cry to you: Holy the living temple of
your ineffable glory, O lover of mankind!
Troparia.
God. alone invisible, was seen in a body and chose you as his Disciples, all-
blessed, glorious Apostles, who to the whole world proclaim his name and his
glory beyond worlds.
To you alone I have sinned, O Christ, against you alone I have offended and
wickedly defiled my soul; in your mercy cleanse me, save me, O Jesu, alone
easily entreated, who have your wise Apostles interceding for me.
Theotokion.
With the immaterial Ministers, with all the Powers on high, with Martyrs and
Apostles of Christ, to whom you gave a body from your pure blood, Virgin,
did not know wedlock, implore that your servants may be saved.
Ode 4. Irmos.
Avvakoum with foreseeing eyes perceived you as a mountain overshadowed
by the grace of God, from which, he foretold, the Holy one of Israel would
come, for our salvation and refashioning.
Clouds that rain down the water of life, water my soul, dried up by the
drought of the passions and make it sprout with the saving ear of virtues,
glorious Apostles.
Theotokion.
Ode 5. Irmos.
O Christ, who enlightened the ends of the world by the brightness of your
coming, and made them radiant by your Cross, enlighten with the light of
your divine knowledge the hearts of those who sing your praise with right
belief.
Troparia.
You recognised Christ who came as a stranger to his own, and joined
yourselves truly to him. And so rescue me from the harm of the Stranger,
godly Apostles of the Word.
Heal the secret wounds of my soul at the holy intercessions of those who
proclaimed in the world your divine coming, O Compassionate, your
sufferings and your Resurrection from the tomb.
Theotokion.
With all the Bodiless ones, Virgin Mother of God, implore God the Word to
free your servants from irrational deeds and pleasures that bring death.
Ode 6. Irmos.
The deepest abyss has surrounded us, there is none to deliver, we have been
counted as sheep for the slaughter; save your people, O God, for you are the
strength and restoration of the weak.
Troparia.
You caught the nations in spiritual nets to know the One who was made
known for the refashioning of mortals, O Apostles blessed by God.
All-powerful Christ, who Israel of old drew waters from a rock for Israel,
dissolving my hardness, make me carry channels of tears at the prayers of the
Apostles, for are most merciful.
Theotokion.
O Virgin, entreat as Fashioner and God the One who through loving-kindness
was well pleased to be born from you, to save from temptations and disasters
those who ever hope in you.
Ode 7. Irmos.
Jesus the Lord, being source of life, sent out like rivers the Disciples watering
with streams of the knowledge of God all that lies beneath the sun, and
singing: God of the Fathers, praised and highly exalted.
Carrying in their hearts a spiritual fire, the divine grace of Christ, O Disciples,
you burnt up the matter of godlessness. Therefore consume my material
passions, God of the Fathers, praised and highly exalted.
Deliver me from the punishment of the fire, O God, at the entreaties of your
Disciples, and do not cast me away from your presence, who cry out to in
repentance: God of the Fathers, praised and highly exalted.
Theotokion.
Draw me out from corrupting sins and passions, you who were born without
corruption from the Mother of God, granting incorruption to those who sing:
O God of the Fathers, praised and highly exalted.
Ode 8. Irmos.
In the furnace as in a smelter the Israelite Youths shone with the beauty of
godliness brighter than gold as they said: All you works of the Lord, bless the
Lord, praise and highly exalt him to all the ages.
Troparia.
The great Sun unfurled you as his beams into the whole inhabited world, O
Apostles, shedding light on believers who cry out: All you works of the Lord,
bless the Lord, praise and highly exalt him to all the ages.
Most miserable soul, groan and cry out to the Lord: I sinned above all others,
and I have been utterly lawless. Cleanse me, save me, like the Harlot, like the
Publican, like the Thief, O Compassionate, at the acceptable intercessions of
the Apostles.
Theotokion.
Mother of God, with Angels and with Apostles, Martyrs and prophets,
implore Christ to save those who cry: All you works of the Lord, bless the
Lord, praise and highly exalt him to all the ages.
Ode 9. Irmos.
The burning bush that was not consumed was a type of your child-bearing;
quench for us now the raging furnace of temptations we pray, O Mother of
God, that we may unceasingly magnify you.
Troparia.
Being godly branches of the spiritual vine, glorious Apostles, you sprouted
with godly grape clusters which pour out the wine of salvation. And so rescue
me from the drunkenness of pleasures.
Wretch that I am, I tremble when I consider that fearful judgement seat of
yours, O Christ, for now I am beset with shameful and filthy deeds, and
before sentence I am condemned. And so, at the prayers of your Apostles,
take pity on me.
Theotokion.
You alone made mortals divine by bearing the Word incarnate. Implore him
with the Apostles and Martyrs, all-holy Virgin, Bride of God, for all of us who
with faith call you blessed and who honour you.
Let us together sing the praises of Peter and Paul, Luke, Matthew, Mark, John,
Andrew, Thomas, Bartholomew, Simon the Canaanite, James, Philip; and let
us fittingly praise the whole assembly of the Disciples.
Of the Martyrs
Be glad in the Lord, you Martyrs, because you have fought the good fight; you
have stood against Kings and defeated tyrants; you were not frightened by
fire and sword; when wild beasts were devouring your bodies you raised a
hymn with the Angels to Christ and received the crowns from heaven, asking
that peace be given to the world and his great mercy.
Like the Prophets let us hymn the Virgin as golden jar of the manna, bush
unburned, table and throne, golden lampstand that holds the lamp, unhewn
mountain, ark of sanctification and gate of God.