Memorial Saturday
Troparion — Tone 8
Only Creator, with wisdom profound, You mercifully order all things, / and give that which is needed to all men: / Give rest, O Lord, to the souls of Your servants who have fallen asleep, / for they have placed their trust in You, our Maker and Fashioner, and our God.
Kontakion — Tone 8
With the saints give rest, O Christ, to the souls of Your servants, / where there is neither sickness nor sorrow, and no more sighing, / but life everlasting.
Apostle Jude the Brother of the Lord
Troparion — Tone 1
Divinely we praise you, O Jude, as a faithful witness, / knowing you to be the brother of Christ. / You trampled on delusion, / and so preserved the faith. / Today as we celebrate your holy memory, / by your intercessions we receive remission of sins.
Kontakion — Tone 2
You were chosen as a disciple for your firmness of mind: / An unshakable pillar of the Church of Christ, / you proclaimed His word to the Gentiles, / telling them to believe in one Godhead. / You were glorified by Him, receiving the grace of healing, / healing the ills of all who came to you, / O most praised Apostle Jude!
Venerable Barlaam of Shenkursk
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 Barlaam, pray to Christ our God to save our souls!
Martyr Zosimus the Soldier at Antioch, in Pisidia
Troparion — Tone 3
Your Holy Martyr Zosimos, O Lord, / through his sufferings 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 Zosimos; / extinguishing the allure of false gods, / you enlighten the faithful, / always interceding for us all.
Venerable Paisius the Great
Troparion — Tone 4
(Podoben: “Be quick to anticipate...”)
Fervently, let us honor the God-bearer Paϊsios, / an Angel in the flesh, the crown of Monastics, / an incorporeal man and a citizen of Heaven, / who celebrates with us, / granting grace to all who rejoice in his memory.
Kontakion — Tone 8
(Podoben: “O Victorious Leader...”)
Let us, the faithful, sing praises to the godly-wise Paϊsios, / the adornment of the desert, equal of the Angels,
the friend of Christ, and the glory of Monastic Saints. / Let us cry to him: “Rejoice, O Father Paϊsios.”
Saint John the Solitary of Jerusalem
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 John, pray to Christ our God to save our souls!
Venerable Paisius of Hilandar, Bulgaria
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 Paisius, pray to Christ our God to save our souls!
Repose of Saint Job, Patriarch of Moscow and all Russia
Troparion — Tone 5
O zealous defender of Orthodoxy, / Confessor of the faith in Christ, First Hierarch of the Russian Church, / Holy Father Job, entreat Christ God for us, / affirm the faith of our ancestors, the remission of our sins, / and grant to the world great mercy.
Troparion — Tone 3
Let the Church of Christ triumph, and let the city of Moscow rejoice, / for the lamp of the Russian land, the unshakable Patriarch Job, / has shone forth in confession of the Truth. / By his prayers, O Lord, eradicate all the temptations and heresies of this world, / direct the people to piety, and strengthen them in Orthodoxy.
Kontakion — Tone 7
In times of hardship, you were like the long-suffering Job and offered yourself to Christ / as a living and unblemished sacrifice,1 / turning your flock to repentance, / suffering much for the sake of Christ; / O Hierarch Job, / pray that we too, may thank the Lord for all things and always give glory to God.
1 Romans 12:1