On Lord, I have cried…, 6 stichera: 3 of the feast: Idiomela, in Tone III—

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. Twice

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!”

And 3 stichera from the Menaion.

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!”

And straightway, O gladsome Light…, and the prokimenon of the day.

Aposticha stichera, in Tone III—

Of the resurrection: All things have been illumined by Thy resurrection, O Lord; paradise hath again been opened, and all creation, praising thee, 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.

Of compunction: Save me, O Lord my God, for Thou art the salvation of all. The tempest of the passions assaileth me, and the burden of mine iniquities causeth me to founder. Grant me a helping hand, and lead me to the light of compunction, in that Thou alone art full of kindness and lovest mankind.

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 martyrs, O Christ; for while lying in their graves they drive evil spirits away, and having struggled for piety with their faith in the Trinity, they have abolished the authority of the enemy.

Glory…, Now & ever in Tone VIII—

In the porch of Solomon lay a multitude of the infirm; and at the time of the midfeast Christ found a man who had lain paralyzed for thirty-eight years, and said to him with a commanding voice: “Dost thou desire to be healed?” The afflicted one answered: “Lord, I have no man to cast me into the pool when the water is troubled.” And He said to him: “Take up thy bed, and walk. Behold, thou art well. Sin no more.” At the supplications of the Theotokos, send down upon us great mercy.

Then, Now lettest Thou Thy servant depart; and after the Trisagion, the troparia, and dismissal.

At God is the Lord…, the troparion of the resurrection, twice; Glory…, Now & ever…: Theotokion.

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

O Lord Who didst taste death in the flesh, by Thine arising Thou hast cut down death, strengthening man against it and proclaiming the victory over the primal curse. O Lord, Defender of our life, glory to Thee!

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

How long, O my soul, shalt thou remain in thine offenses? How long shalt thou put repentance aside? Be thou mindful of the coming judgment, and cry out to Christ God: O Thou Who knowest the heart of man, I have sinned! O sinless Lord, have mercy upon me!

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

Martyricon: Ye shine forth in faith, O all-radiant beacons, holy physicians of the infirm, all-praised passion-bearers; for ye were undaunted by the wounds inflicted by the torturers and cast down the ungodliness of the idols, having the true Cross as an invincible trophy.

Glory…, Now & ever…: Theotokion—

O Theotokos, our refuge and power, O mighty helper of the world: By thy supplications protect thy servants from all need, O thou who alone art blessed.

After the second chanting of the Psalter, this sessional hymn, in Tone III: Special Melody: Awed by the beauty 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 know 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: Those who guarded Thee declared all the wonders, O Lord; but the council of vainglory filled their hands with a reward, intending thus to conceal Thy resurrection, which the world doth glorify. Have mercy upon us! Twice

Of compunction: Bring together my scattered thoughts, O Lord, and cleanse my hardened heart, giving me repentance, as Thou didst to Peter, sighing, as Thou didst to the publican, and tears, as Thou didst to the harlot; that with a mighty voice I may cry out to Thee: Save me, O God, in that Thou alone art compassionate and lovest mankind!

Martyricon: The warriors of Christ refused to be daunted by emperors and tyrants, and right boldly and manfully they confessed Him, the Lord God of all, our King; and they pray for our souls.

Glory…, Now & ever…, in Tone VIII—

The pool did not cure the paralytic, O Lord, but Thy word restored him; neither did his illness of many years hinder him, for the effect of Thy voice was shown to be most rapid, and it overthrew the nigh unbearable burden, and he shouldered the burden of his bed as a witness to The multitude of Thy compassions. Glory to Thee!

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

Thy word was shown to be a vivifying restoration of paralytic members, O Lord and Creator of my Life, the testimony whereof was the bearing of the bed, which had been beyond hope, for he who was commanded to bear it had lain on it for many years.

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

The one who had been paralyzed gladly fulfilled the command of the might of Thine omnipotent dominion, and he walked, bearing his bed, and cried out in witness: “He Who hath healed me commanded me to do this!”

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

The man who was paralyzed in his limbs and lay for many years and seasons, cried out: “O Christ Liberator, have mercy on me who am bound and at a loss!” And, granting power to his members, the Savior commanded him to take up his bed.

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.

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