At Psalm 140

In Tone 7

Lead my soul forth from prison* that I may give thanks to Your name.

I have enslaved the dignity of my soul to the passions,* and have become like the beasts;* I can no longer raise my eyes to You, O God most high.* But, like the Publican I bow to the earth,* and I cry to You in supplication:* Forgive me, O Lord, and save me.

The just shall gather around me* when You have been good to me.

I have enslaved the dignity of my soul to the passions,* and have become like the beasts;* I can no longer raise my eyes to You, O God most high.* But, like the Publican I bow to the earth,* and I cry to You in supplication:* Forgive me, O Lord, and save me.

In Tone 7

Out of the depths I cry to You, O Lord;* O Lord, hear my voice!

Glory to You, O Christ our God.* You are the praise of the apostles,* and the delight of the martyrs,* who preached the consubstantial Trinity.

Let Your ears be attentive* to the voice of my prayer.

O holy martyrs who fought the good fight* and have received your crowns,* entreat the Lord to have mercy on our souls.

If You mark iniquities, Lord, who can stand?* But with You forgiveness is that You may be revered.

Not caring for any earthly things, O holy martyrs,* you boldly preached Christ during your trials,* and received your due reward from Him.* But since you possess confidence before Him,* we beseech you to entreat Him, as the Almighty God, to save our souls.

I have waited for You as You have commanded; my soul patiently relies on Your promise,* for it has trusted in the Lord.

O martyrs, lofty praise is due to you,* for you are lambs of the Spirit and spiritual offerings.* You are pleasing sacrifices that have found favour with God;* and though the earth may not have covered you, the heavens received you.* We entreat you; for you have become partakers with the angels,* to join with them in beseeching our God* to give the world peace and to save our souls.

In Tone 4

From the morning watch until night* let Israel trust in the Lord.

You shone like a star, enlightening the faithful* with the sacred brightness of your teachings,* while you darkened the heresies.* You were victorious to the end,* as a servant increasing the talent given to you.* You were well-pleasing to God, Cyril, blessed one of God,* and you surrendered your spirit into His hands.

For with the Lord there is mercy, and with Him there is plentiful redemption;* and He shall redeem Israel from all its iniquities.

You shone like a star, enlightening the faithful* with the sacred brightness of your teachings,* while you darkened the heresies.* You were victorious to the end,* as a servant increasing the talent given to you.* You were well-pleasing to God, Cyril, blessed one of God,* and you surrendered your spirit into His hands.

Praise the Lord, all the nations;* proclaim His glory, all you people.

In the wisdom of your words and the splendor of your life,* you shone forth in the midst of the council of the fathers* like a most luminous star.* You were worthy of working wonders!* You choked the godless Macedonius with the cords of grace* as he madly blasphemed and openly worked iniquity* against the Holy Spirit Who gives life to all!

Strong is the love of the Lord for us;* eternally will His truth endure.

You put the evil mind of the senseless Manes to shame,* denouncing the unworthy teachings of his foolishness wisely and well,* chief among teachers and splendor of priests;* Godly champion of the Church of Christ!* Therefore in gladness we celebrate your holy dormition.

In Tone 7, Glory…

Grant repose, O God our Saviour,* to our departed loved ones who cry out to You:* O Lord and Giver of life, glory to You.

Now…

Immaculate Mother of God,* you became a mother outside the laws of nature,* remaining a virgin in a way that exceeds all description and human understanding.* The wonder of your birth-giving could not be told in human language,* for your conception of Christ blinded intelligence,* and your birth-giving exceeded understanding:* for whenever God so desires, the laws of nature are broken.* Wherefore we all firmly believe that you are the Mother of God,* and we eagerly beseech you to intercede for the salvation of our souls.

Prokeimenon I, Tone 6
O Shepherd of Israel, hear us,* You who lead Joseph’s flock.
verse: Shine forth from Your Cherubim throne.

Reading I: Genesis 12:1-7

Prokeimenon II, Tone 4
Ring out your joy to God, our strength,* shout in triumph to the God of Jacob.
verse: Raise a song and sound the timbrel, the sweet-sounding harp and lute.

Reading II: Proverbs 14:15-26