Troparion — Tone 8
Behold the Bridegroom comes at midnight, / And blessed is the servant whom He shall find watching, / And again unworthy is the servant whom He shall find heedless. / Beware, therefore, O my soul, do not be weighed down with sleep, / Lest you be given up to death and lest you be shut out of the Kingdom. / But rouse yourself crying: Holy, Holy, Holy, are You, O our God! / Through the Theotokos have mercy on us!
Kontakion — Tone 8
Jacob lamented the loss of Joseph, / But his noble son was seated on a chariot / And honored as a king. / For when he refused to be enslaved / By the pleasures of the Egyptian woman, / He was glorified by the Lord who beholds the hearts of men, / And bestows upon them an incorruptible crown.
Troparion — Tone 2
You were known to be sanctified from your earliest infancy. / You were revealed to be filled with grace. / You enlightened the world with miracles / and drove away a multitude of demons, holy hierarch Theodore. / Therefore, pray to the Lord for us.
Kontakion — Tone 3
Mounting upon the virtues as upon a fiery chariot, / you ascended to the heavenly mansions, God-bearing Theodore. / You lived with men like an angel, / and as a man you joined the angelic choir. / Therefore, Venerable Father, you have been shown to be a divine vessel of miracles.