We, the unworthy, ever pray to you, Supreme Commanders of the Heavenly
Hosts: shelter us, through your prayers, with the protective wings of
your glory. Keep us who fall down with fervor and cry: deliver us from
misfortunes, for you command the powers on high.
O God of our fathers, Who dealest ever with us according to Thy meekness:
take not Thy mercy from us, but direct our lives in peace through their
prayers.
Thy Church has been adorned with a robe of fine purple linen--the blood
of Thy Martyrs throughout the world, O Christ God. She therefore cries to
Thee: send Thy mercies upon Thy people, give peace to Thy community and
great mercy to our souls.
Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit:
O Christ, give rest to the souls of Thy servants with the saints, where
there is no sickness, sorrow or sighing, but everlasting life.
Now and ever and unto ages of ages. Amen.
Grant us Thy peace, O Lord, through the prayers of all the saints and the
Theotokos. Have mercy on us, for Thou alone art compassionate.