On Lord, I have cried…, 6 stichera: 3 of the feast, in Tone VIII: Special Melody: O all-glorious wonder…”—

O all-glorious wonder! Becoming a mortal, the Creator of all abased Himself in our nature as He desired, in that He is compassionate; and having dwelt with men, He showed the Jews a multitude of miracles. Wherefore, arriving at Bethesda, He once healed the paralytic, saying unto him: “Take up thy bed!”

O my Savior, God and Lord, desiring to raise up fallen men, Thou didst go about the earth as a man, healing the infirmities of all in Thy great compassion. Wherefore, having once arrived at the Sheep’s Pool, by Thy word Thou didst raise up the man who had lain paralyzed for thirty-eight years, restoring him to health.

Eaten up by envy of Thy benefactions, O all-good Lord, the Jews, burning with savagery, and themselves ever committing iniquity in the Law, invented an accusation, and for the sake of the Sabbath sought to slay Thee Who art our true Life, when Thou didst show forth as wholly cured the man who before had lain paralyzed.

And 3 stichera from the Menaion.

Glory…, Now & ever…, in Tone V—

At the Sheep’s Pool a man lay infirm; and seeing Thee, O Lord, he cried out: “I have no man who, when the water is troubled, will cast me therein. When I come, another goeth in before me and receiveth the healing, and I lie here in mine infirmity.” And straightway, having mercy, the Savior said to him: “It is for thy sake that I became a man, for thy sake I clothed Myself in flesh, and thou sayest: I have no man. Take up thy bed and walk.” All things are possible for Thee, all things obey Thee, all things submit to Thee. O Holy One, remember us all and have mercy, in that Thou lovest mankind.

Aposticha stichera, in Tone III—

By Thy Cross hast Thou destroyed the might of death, O Christ our Savior, and hast set at naught the deception of the devil. And the human race, saved by faith, ever offereth a hymn unto Thee.

Stichos: Unto Thee have I lifted up mine eyes, unto Thee that dwellest in heaven. Behold, as the eyes of servants look unto the hands of their masters, as the eyes of the handmaid look unto the hands of her mistress, so do our eyes look unto the Lord our God, until He take pity on us.

O Christ, we offer Thee evening hymnody with incense and spiritual songs. Have mercy and save our souls!

Stichos: Have mercy on us, O Lord, have mercy on us, for greatly are we filled with abasement. Greatly hath our soul been filled therewith; let reproach come upon them that prosper, and abasement on the proud.

Martyricon: Great is the power of Thy Cross, O Lord! For it was planted in one place, yet worketh throughout the world; and it made apostles of fishermen and martyrs of the heathen, that they might pray in behalf of our souls.

Glory…, Now & ever…, in Tone I—

O compassionate Christ, Who didst create man with Thine all-pure hands, Thou didst come to heal the sick: by Thy word Thou didst raise up the paralytic at the Sheep’s Pool, didst heal the ailment of the woman with an issue of blood, didst have mercy on the afflicted daughter of the Canaanite woman, and didst not spurn the plea of the centurion. Wherefore, we cry out: O Almighty Lord, glory to Thee.

Then, Now lettest Thou Thy servant depart…, the troparion of the resurrection, and dismissal.

At God is the Lord…, the troparion of the resurrection, twice; Glory…, troparion of the saint, if there be one; Now & ever…, the resurrectional theotokion in the tone of the troparion of the saint. If there be no troparion of the saint, Glory…, Now & ever…, resurrectional theotokion in Tone III.

After the first chanting of the Psalter, these sessional hymns, in Tone III—

Christ hath risen from the dead, the firstfruits of those who have fallen asleep, the Firstborn of creation, the Creator of all that existeth; and in Himself He hath restored the nature of our race which had become corrupt. No longer dost thou have dominion, O death, for the Master of all hath destroyed thy realm!

Stichos: O Lord, rebuke me not in Thine anger, nor chasten me in Thy wrath.

Dwelling on earth, O my soul, repent, for dust doth not chant in the grave, nor is it delivered from transgressions. But cry out to Christ God: O Thou Who knowest the hearts of men, I have sinned against Thee! Before Thou judgest me, have pity and mercy on me, O God.

Stichos: Wondrous is God in His saints, the God of Israel.

Martyricon: The goodly courage of your endurance vanquished the wiles of the enemy, the author of evil, O all-praised passion-bearers; wherefore, ye have been vouchsafed eternal blessedness. But pray ye to the Lord, that He save the flock of Christ-loving people, in that ye are witnesses to the Truth.

Glory…, Now & ever…: Theotokion—

Awed by the beauty of thy virginity and thine all-radiant purity, Gabriel cried, marveling, unto thee, O Theotokos: “What praise can I offer that is worthy of thee? What shall I call thee? I am at a loss and filled with awe! Wherefore, as commanded, I cry to thee: Rejoice, O thou who art full of grace!

After the second chanting of the Psalter, this sessional hymn, in Tone III: Special Melody: Awed by the beauty of thy virginity—

Those who were paralyzed and hobbled by envy found themselves wholly impotent, for when they pondered the restoration of the paralytic, they said: “It is not proper to heal on the Sabbath, for it doth violate the Sabbath rest decree of our fathers,” for they did not recognize Thee as the Master of the Law and the Healer of our souls.

Glory…, Now & ever…: The foregoing is repeated.

Then, Having beheld the resurrection of Christ…, and Psalm 50.

Canon of the feast, with 8 troparia, including the irmos; and that from the Menaion, with 4 troparia. Kontakion and exapostilarion of the feast.

On the Praises, 4 stichera, in Tone III—

Of the resurrection: Come, all ye nations, and understand the power of the dread mystery; for Christ the Savior, Who in the beginning was the Word, was crucified for our sake and buried, and rose from the dead, that He might save all. Let us worship Him. Twice

Of compunction: While I chant much hymnody, I am found to be committing sin; and while intoning hymns with my tongue, in my soul I ponder unseemly thoughts. Correct both by repentance, O Christ God, and save me.

Martyricon: Come, O ye people, and let us all honor the memory of the holy passion-bearers; for, having been a spectacle for angels and men, they received crowns of victory from Christ, and pray in behalf of our souls.

Glory…, Now & ever…, in Tone I—

Seeing Thee, the paralytic, who was like an unburied corpse, cried out: “Have mercy on me, O Lord, for my bed hath become a coffin for me. Of what profit is life for me? I have no need of the Sheep’s Pool, for I never have anyone to cast me into it when the waters are troubled. But I approach Thee, the Source of healings, that with all I may cry out to Thee: O Lord, glory to Thee!”

Aposticha stichera of the feast, in Tone III: Special Melody: Great is the power of Thy Cross…—

Beholding the power of signs and wonders, those who were paralyzed by envy and mighty in malice did not believe that Thou art the Son of God and Author of all things, Who by a word didst show forth the paralytic as heathy.

Stichos: Of Thy mercies, O Lord, will I sing forever.

Seeing the paralytic restored to health on the Sabbath, the keepers of the Law became darkened in soul, and they, as the supposed scribes of the Law, cried out: “It is not proper to heal on the Sabbath and thus to defile it!”

Stichos: For Thou hast said: Mercy shall be built up for ever.

They who kept the Sabbath, not recognizing Thee as the Creator of Sabbaths, protested against the healing of the paralytic, which took place on the Sabbath, saying that it is not right to carry one’s bed on the Sabbath.

Glory…, Now & ever…, in Tone V—

Jesus went up to the Sheep’s Pool at Jerusalem, which is called in Hebrew Bethesda, and which had five porches; therein a multitude of the infirm did lie, for an angel of God, descending at all seasons, troubled the water, and imparted healing to those who approached it with faith. Seeing a man who had lain there a long time, He said unto him: “Dost thou desire to be healed?” The afflicted one answered: “Lord, I have no man who, when the water is troubled, will cast me into the pool. I have given all my property to physicians, and it hath not been granted me to receive mercy.” But the Physician of souls and bodies said to him: “Take up thy bed and walk, proclaiming My power and great mercy to the ends of the earth!”

Then, It is good to give thanks unto the Lord…; Troparia; First Hour; dismissal.