Venerable Macarius the Great of Egypt
Troparion — Tone 1
You were shown to be a citizen of the desert, / an angel in the body, and a wonderworker, O Makarios our God-bearing Father; / receiving heavenly gifts through fasting, vigil, and prayer, / healing the infirmities and the souls of those who come to you with faith. / Glory to Him Who strengthened you. / Glory to Him Who crowned you. / Glory to Him Who, through you, grants healing to all.
Kontakion — Tone 4
(Podoben: “You appeared today...”)
Truly, the Lord has appointed you as an abode of abstinence, / and as an unerring star, enlightening the ends of the earth, / O Venerable Makarios, the Father of Fathers.
Venerable Macarius of Alexandria
Troparion — Tone 8
In you the image was preserved with exactness, O Father, / for taking up your cross, you followed after Christ. / By so doing, you taught us to disregard the flesh, for it passes away, / but to care instead for the soul, since it is immortal. / Therefore, most venerable Father Makarios, your spirit rejoices with the Angels.
Kontakion — Tone 2
(Podoben: “Seeking the Highest...”)
Having divinely armed yourself with purity of soul and firmly grasping unceasing prayer as a spear, / you have slain the armies of the demons. / Therefore, we beseech you, O Father Makarios: / “Always intercede for those who honor you.”
Saint Mark, Archbishop of Ephesus
Troparion — Tone 4
By your profession of faith, O all-praised Mark / the Church has found you to be a zealot for truth. / You fought for the teaching of the Fathers; / you cast down the darkness of boastful pride. / Intercede with Christ God to grant forgiveness to those who honor you!
Kontakion — Tone 3
Clothed with invincible armor, O blessed one, / you cast down rebellious pride, / you served as the instrument of the Comforter, / and shone forth as the champion of Orthodoxy. / Therefore we cry to you: “Rejoice, Mark, the boast of the Orthodox!”
Venerable Macarius the Faster, of the Kiev Near Caves
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 Macarius, pray to Christ our God to save our souls!
Venerable Macarius the Deacon of the Kiev Caves
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 Macarius, pray to Christ our God to save our souls!
Opening of the Relics of Venerable Savva of Storozhev, or Zvenigorod
Troparion — Tone 8
In you the image was preserved with exactness, O Father, / for taking up your cross, you followed after Christ. / By so doing, you taught us to disregard the flesh, for it passes away, / but to care instead for the soul, since it is immortal. / Therefore, most venerable Father Savva your spirit rejoices with the Angels.
Kontakion — Tone 2
(Podoben: “You sought the heights...”)
Having divinely armed yourself with the purity of your soul, / and firmly grasping unceasing prayer as a spear, you pierced the armies of demons. / O our Father Savva, pray unceasingly for us all.
Venerable Makarios the Roman of Novgorod
Troparion — Tone 8
(Podoben: “Come, let us worship the Word...”)
With the streams of your tears, you cultivated the barrenness of the desert, / and by your sighings from the depths, your labors bore fruit a hundredfold, / and you became a luminary of the world, radiant with miracles. / O Makarios our Father, intercede with Christ God for the salvation of our souls.
Kontakion — Tone 4
Having left your homeland, O blessed one, / you settled in the wilderness on an island in the marshes of Lezna, / and there you shone forth in a life of severity; / and having astounded many by your life, you received the gift of miracles from Christ. / Remember us who revere your memory as we cry to you: “Rejoice, Makarios our Father.”
Virgin Martyr Euphrasia of Nicomedia
Troparion — Tone 4
(Podoben: “Joseph was amazed...”)
Your lamb Euphrasia, / calls out to You, O Jesus, in a loud voice: / “I love You, my Bridegroom, / and in seeking You, I endure suffering. / In baptism I was crucified so that I might reign in You, / and I died so that I might live with You. / Accept me as a pure sacrifice, / for I have offered myself in love.” / Through her prayers save our souls, since You are merciful.
Kontakion — Tone 2
(Podoben: “You sought the heights...”)
Finding your most revered temple to be a source of healing for our souls, / we the faithful cry out to You with a loud voice: / “O most renowned Virgin Martyr Euphrasia, / entreat Christ God unceasingly on behalf of us all.”
Saint Arsenius, Archbishop of Kerkyra
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 Arsenius, / entreat Christ our God / that our souls may be saved.
Kontakion — Tone 2
(Podoben: “You sought the heights...”)
O Hierarch Arsenius, 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 Anthony, founder of Monasticism in Georgia
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 Anthony, pray to Christ our God to save our souls!
The transfer of the relics of Saint Gregory the Theologian
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.”