New Martyrs and Confessors of Russia
Troparion — Tone 4
Today the Church of Russia joyfully forms a chorus, / praising her New Martyrs and Confessors; / hierarchs and priests, royal passion-bearers, right-believing princes and princesses, / venerable men and women, and all Orthodox Christians. / Having laid down their life for faith in Christ during the days of godless persecution, / they preserved the truth by the shedding of blood. / By their protection, O long-suffering Lord, / preserve our land in Orthodoxy until the end of the age.
Kontakion — Tone 3
Today the New Martyrs of Russia stand in white robes before the Lamb of God, / and with the angels they sing to God the hymn of victory: / "Blessing, and glory, and wisdom, and praise, and honor, / and power, and strength be to our God / unto the ages of ages. Amen."
Saint Gregory the Theologian, Archbishop of Constantinople
Troparion — Tone 1
The sweet-sounding shepherd’s pipe of your theology / overpowered the trumpeting of the orators; / for having searched the depths of the Spirit / eloquence was also bestowed upon you. / Pray to Christ God, Father Gregory, / that our souls may be saved.
Kontakion — Tone 3
By words of theology you unraveled the complex webs of the orators, / glorious Gregory, / and adorned the Church with the robe of Orthodoxy woven from on high. / Wearing it, she cries out with us, her children: / “Rejoice, O Father, supreme mind of theology.”
Saint Moses, Archbishop of Novgorod
Troparion — Tone 4
In truth you were revealed to your flock as a rule of faith, / an image of humility and a teacher of abstinence; / your humility exalted you; / your poverty enriched you. / Hierarch Father Moses, / entreat Christ our God / that our souls may be saved.
Kontakion — Tone 2
(Podoben: “You sought the heights...”)
O Hierarch Moses, divine thunder, spiritual trumpet, / planter of faith and pruner of heresies, great favorite of the Trinity, / while standing with the Angels before God, / pray unceasingly for us all.
Martyr Felicitas of Rome, and her seven sons
Troparion — Tone 4
(Podoben: “Be quick to anticipate...”)
Your Martyrs, O Lord, in their contest for You / have received as a prize the crowns of incorruption and life from You, our immortal God; / for since they possessed Your strength, they cast down the tyrants / and wholly destroyed the demons' powerless presumption. / O Christ God, by their prayers, save our souls, since You are merciful.
Kontakion — Tone 8
(Podoben: “Seeking the highest...”)
O divine martyrs, you appeared as bright beacons, / illumining all of creation with the radiance of your miracles; / do not cease to entreat Christ to deliver us all from our maladies, / and drive away from us the profound darkness of ignorance.
Saint Publius the Ascetic of Syria
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 Publius, pray to Christ our God to save our souls!
Saint Mares the Singer in Syria
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 Mares, pray to Christ our God to save our souls!
Translation to Moscow of the Icon of the Mother of God “Assuage my Sorrow”
Troparion — Tone 5
Assuage the sickness of my much-sighing soul, / you who wipe away every tear from the face1 of the earth: / for you drive away the sicknesses of mankind, / and end the despondency of sinners. / Through you, Most Holy Virgin Mother, / all of us acquire hope and affirmation of faith.
1 Compare Isaiah 25:8: “... again the Lord God has taken away every tear from every face” (LXX) and Revelation 7:17: “God will wipe away every tear from their eyes.”
Kontakion — Tone 6
Do not entrust me to human protection, Most Holy Sovereign Lady, / but accept the prayers of your servant, / for I am fettered by sorrow, and I cannot endure the arrows fired by demons; / I have no shelter and there is nowhere to run. / I am wretched and my enemies are on every side, and I have no consolation except you, / O Sovereign Lady of the world, the hope and protection of the faithful. / Do not despise my prayers, / but do that which is beneficial for me.
Icon of the Mother of God “The Unexpected Joy”
Troparion — Tone 4
Today the faithful people celebrate in spirit, glorifying the fervent helper of the Christian race; / and hastening to her most pure image, let us cry out to her: / "O most merciful Sovereign Lady Theotokos, / grant unexpected joy to us who are burdened by sins and many sorrows, and deliver us from all evil; / entreating your Son, Christ our God, to save our souls."
Kontakion — Tone 6
We have no other help, we have no other hope, but you, O Sovereign 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.
Saint Vladimir, Metropolitan of Kiev and Gallich
Troparion — Tone 4
In truth you were revealed to your flock as a rule of faith, / an image of humility and a teacher of abstinence; / your humility exalted you; / your poverty enriched you. / Hierarch Father Vladimir, / entreat Christ our God / that our souls may be saved.
New Martyr Auxentius of Constantinople
Troparion — Tone 3
Your holy martyr Auxentius, O Lord, / through his suffering has received an incorruptible crown from You, our God. / For having Your strength, he laid low his adversaries, / and shattered the powerless boldness of demons. / Through his intercessions, save our souls!
Kontakion — Tone 2
(Podoben: “You sought the heights...”)
You appeared as a bright star announcing Christ with your radiance, / which is repulsive to this world, O Martyr Auxentius; / extinguishing the allure of false gods, / you enlighten the faithful, / always interceding for us all.
Venerable Anatole I of Optina
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 Anatole, pray to Christ our God to save our souls!
Saint Dositheus of Tbilisi
Troparion — Tone 4
In truth you were revealed to your flock as a rule of faith, / an image of humility and a teacher of abstinence; / your humility exalted you; / your poverty enriched you. / Hierarch Father Dositheus, / entreat Christ our God / that our souls may be saved.
Saint Gabriel, Bishop of Imereti
Troparion — Tone 4
In truth you were revealed to your flock as a rule of faith, / an image of humility and a teacher of abstinence; / your humility exalted you; / your poverty enriched you. / Hierarch Father Gabriel, / entreat Christ our God / that our souls may be saved.
Kontakion — Tone 2
(Podoben: “You sought the heights...”)
O Hierarch Gabriel, divine thunder, spiritual trumpet, / planter of faith and pruner of heresies, great favorite of the Trinity, / while standing with the Angels before God, / pray unceasingly for us all.
Saint Vetranion of Tomis
Troparion — Tone 4
The truth of things revealed you to your flock as a rule of faith, / an icon of meekness, and a teacher of abstinence; / therefore, you acquired greatness by humility, and riches by poverty. / O Father and Hierarch Vetranion, / intercede with Christ God that our souls may be saved.
Kontakion — Tone 2
(Podoben: “You sought the heights...”)
O Hierarch Ventranion, divine thunder, spiritual trumpet, / planter of faith and pruner of heresies, / great favorite of the Trinity, standing with the Angels before God, / pray unceasingly for us all.