AT VESPERS ON TUESDAY EVENING

At Psalm 140

Tone 4, Podoben “As one valiant among the martyrs…”

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

Your name was given to you from heaven* as to a preacher to the nations, O most glorious Procopius;* and, illumined in mind, you forsook the darkness of idolatry* and became a lamp for the faithful,* illumining the ends of the earth with the divine radiance of your honoured struggles,* O glory and boast of the martyrs.

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

Having first subdued the uprisings of the flesh with abstinence,* you later set yourself apart for the contest with manly mind,* through the power of the Spirit, O most blessed Procopius, not sparing your flesh.* Wherefore, you endured all manner of tortures,* and, crowned, have ascended to the choirs on high.

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

As an invincible commander, armed with the Cross,* you drowned all the power of the adversary in the streams of your blood,* have richly poured forth showers of healing from the well-springs of salvation, O right wondrous one,* and water all who are held fast in the flame of the passions,* O you who are divinely inspired.

Tone 4, Podoben “You have given a sign…”

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

Like Paul of old, you were called from heaven by Jesus the Truth, O all-glorious Procopius;* and, believing on Him, with all your soul, O blessed one,* you forsook the falsehood and ungodly lies* bequeathed to you by your ancestors,* and, rejoicing, set yourself apart for painful labours,* enlightened by the thought of perfect suffering.

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

Lacerated with a trident, burned with fire* and imprisoned in a dungeon, you remained steadfast,* looking forward with enlightened mind* to the divine rewards which lay before you, O much suffering martyr.* Wherefore, Christ, the Bestower of crowns, has crowned you, O Procopius,* who completed your struggles and preserved the Faith.

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

Truly desiring the beauties of your divine soul, O Procopius,* Jesus pursued you with the image of the suffering which He endured in the flesh;* and your enemies marvelled at your patience and splendour.* Wherefore, O glorious one, we call blessed you and those who suffered with you.* With them ask remission of sins for those who hymn you.

Tone 4, Glory….

Your glorious memorial has shone forth today, O much-suffering Procopius,* summoning us, who love the feasts of the Church,* to the goodly praise and glory of Christ our God.* Wherefore, hastening to the shrine of your relics, we receive gifts of healings,* and we forever hymn Christ the Saviour, who has crowned you,* glorifying Him unceasingly.

Tone 4, Now… Podoben “Having set aside…”

When the unblemished ewe-lamb, the immaculate Mistress,* beheld her Lamb upon the tree of the Cross,* she cried out maternally and, marvelling, exclaimed:* “O my Child most sweet, what is this new and all-glorious sight?* How is it that the thankless assembly has betrayed You to the tribunal of Pilate, who are the life of all?* Yet I hymn Your ineffable condescension, O Word!”

Aposticha

Tone 5

О Lord, of old, in the time of Moses the Prophet,* the image of Your Cross, precisely revealed, vanquished Your enemies;* and now, possessed of that same Cross, we ask Your help:* Strengthen Your Church, for the sake of Your great mercy, О Lover of mankind!

I have lifted up my eyes to You enthroned in heaven. Behold, as the eyes of servants are on the hands of their masters, as the eyes of a maid are on the hands of her mistress, so are our eyes on the Lord our God until He has mercy on us.

Though a tree visible by nature, Your Cross, О Christ, is invested with divine power;* and tangibly revealed to the world,* it wondrously and noetically works our salvation.* Bowing down before it, we glorify You, О Saviour.* Have mercy on us!

Have mercy on us, O Lord, have mercy on us; for we have been filled with shame; our soul is all too full of the mockery of the rich, of the contempt of the proud.

Pray for us, О holy martyrs,* that we may be delivered from our iniquities;* for to you have been given the grace* to make supplication on our behalf.

Tone 8, Glory…

Illumined with the mystic effulgence of the all-radiant Trinity,* O martyr Procopius of valiant mind, you became a god by adoption, deified by communion. *Wherefore, by your supplications save from multifarious perils those* who with faith celebrate your luminous festival.

Now…

Tone 8, Now… Podoben “O glorious wonder…”

Seeing You, O Jesus, nailed to the Cross, voluntarily accepting suffering,* the Virgin, Your Mother, cried aloud, O Master:* ‘”Woe is me, O my sweet Child!* How is it that you unjustly endure wounding,* O Physician who has healed men’s infirmity* and delivered all from corruption in Your lovingkindness?”

Troparia

Tone 4

Your martyr, Procopius, O Lord,* by his passion acquired the crown of incorruptibility from You, our God.* For possessing Your power he overcame the torturers* and shattered the feeble insolence of demons.* By his supplications, save our souls.

Glory… Now…

O Virgin, all immaculate Mother of Christ God,* a sword pierced your all-holy soul* when you saw your Son and God willingly crucified.* Therefore, O blessed One,* never cease to pray to Him* that He may grant us forgiveness of our sins.

AT DIVINE LITURGY ON WEDNESDAY MORNING

Troparia and Kontakia

Troparion, Tone 4: Your martyr, Procopius, O Lord,* by his passion acquired the crown of incorruptibility from You, our God.* For possessing Your power he overcame the torturers* and shattered the feeble insolence of demons.* By his supplications, save our souls.

Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit, now and for ever and ever. Amen.

Kontakion, Tone 2: As a bright and unerring star you appeared to the world* proclaiming with your rays the Sun, that is, Christ, O martyr, Procopius,* and you have extinguished all error.* But to us you give light, praying without ceasing for all of us.

Prokeimenon, Tone 4

God is wonderful in His saints,* the God of Israel.

verse: In the churches bless God, the Lord from the fountains of Israel. (Psalm 67:36,27)

Epistle

1 Corinthians 7:12-24

Alleluia, Tone 4

verse: The just man shall flourish like the palm tree; and he shall grow like the cedar in Lebanon.

verse: They who are planted in the house of the Lord shall flourish the courts of our God. (Psalm 91:13,14)

Gospel

Matthew 14:35-15:11

Communion Hymn

The just man shall be in everlasting remembrance;* of evil hearsay he shall have no fear.* Alleluia, alleluia,* alleluia. (Psalm 111:6)