5th Saturday of Great Lent: of the Akathist to the Theotokos
Troparion — Tone 8
When the archangel understood the mysterious command, / he came to the house of Joseph with haste and proclaimed to the unwedded Lady: / The One Who bowed the heavens by His condescension / is contained wholly and without change in you! / As I behold Him in your womb, taking the form of a servant, I am frightened, but cry: / Rejoice, unwedded Bride!
Kontakion — Tone 8
Victorious leader of triumphant hosts, / we your servants, delivered from evil, sing our grateful thanks to you, Theotokos! / As you possess invincible might set us free from every calamity, / so that we may sing: Rejoice, unwedded Bride!
Saint Basil the Confessor, Bishop of Parium
Troparion — Tone 4
Glorious hierarch Basil, / priest of the King of glory, / you are a radiant confessor of the Faith: / You opposed the iconoclasts and suffered for the Truth. / Standing before God, remember those who honor you.
Kontakion — Tone 6
You royally served the King of all, / holy hierarch Basil. / You revealed divine truths / and became a whole burnt offering. / You cry to those who honor you: / “The honor given to an icon ascends to Christ.”
Hieromartyr Zeno, Bishop of Verona
Troparion — Tone 4
By sharing in the ways of the Apostles, / you became a successor to their throne. / Through the practice of virtue, you found the way to divine contemplation, O inspired one of God; / by teaching the word of truth without error, you defended the Faith, / even to the shedding of your blood. / Hieromartyr Zeno, entreat Christ God to save our souls.
Saint Isaac the Syrian, Abbot of Spoleto
Troparion — Tone 8
By a flood of tears you made the desert fertile, / and your longing for God brought forth fruits in abundance. / By the radiance of miracles you illumined the whole universe! / O our holy father Isaac, pray to Christ our God to save our souls!
Monastic Martyrs Menas, David, and John, of Palestine
Troparion — Tone 4
O God of our Fathers, / always act with kindness towards us; / take not Your mercy from us, / but guide our lives in peace / through the prayers of the holy fathers Menas, David, and John.
Kontakion — Tone 2
As venerable and proven ascetics, as honorable and renowned martyrs, / and as models of the desert life, O most exalted Menas, David, and John, / we sing hymns of praise to you, / for you have trampled upon serpents.
Venerable Anthusa of Constantinople
Troparion — Tone 8
By a flood of tears you made the desert fertile, / and your longing for God brought forth fruits in abundance. / By the radiance of miracles you illumined the whole universe! / O our holy mother Anthusa, pray to Christ our God to save our souls!
Venerable Athanasia, Abbess of Aegina
Troparion — Tone 8
By a flood of tears you made the desert fertile, / and your longing for God brought forth fruits in abundance. / By the radiance of miracles you illumined the whole universe! / O our holy mother Athanasia, pray to Christ our God to save our souls!
Venerable Acacius the Younger of Mount Athos
Troparion — Tone 8
By a flood of tears you made the desert fertile, / and your longing for God brought forth fruits in abundance. / By the radiance of miracles you illumined the whole universe! / O our holy father Acacius, pray to Christ our God to save our souls!
Murom Icon of the Mother of God
Troparion — Tone 4
Today the city of Murom rejoices brightly, / like the radiance of the sun, O most wondrous Sovereign Lady, / having received your wonderworking Icon, / now we resort to it and pray, crying out to you; / "O Sovereign Lady Theotokos, / pray to Christ our God, Who was incarnate of you, / that He will deliver this city and all Christian cities and lands, / and preserve them unharmed by all the slanders of enemies, / and that He will save our souls, for He is merciful.
Kontakion — Tone 6
We have no other help, we have no other hope, but you, O Lady. / Help us, for in you we hope, / and of you we boast, for we are your servants. / Let us not be put to shame.
Belynich Icon of the Mother of God
Kontakion — Tone 6
We have no other help, we have no other hope, but you, O Lady. / Help us, for in you we hope, / and of you we boast, for we are your servants. / Let us not be put to shame.