Our venerable father, Andrew of Jerusalem, archbishop of Crete.
Commemoration of the declaration of independence by the people of the United States of America.
Saturday: All the dead in Christ

For Andrew

Troparion, Tone I
The church of Christ is overjoyed by your touching and melodius hymns, * for your theology clearly shows us the glory of the Trinity. * For this, O shepherd of Crete, we sing to you today for the wonder of your insight, * and, by honoring your memory, we praise the Lord, who is so admirable in his saints.

Kondakion, Tone II
In your mouth, O holy Andrew, * divine truths become glorious melodies, * and these hymns make you a dazzling star that reflects the light of the divine Trinity. * For this, we entreat you: * Never cease praying for us all.

For the independence

Troparion, Tone I
For your glory and their happiness, O Lord, * you created all the peoples of the earth, * and with undaunted faith in your perfect goodness, * the founders of this country won liberty for themselves and for us. * By your grace, * let us always use our freedom to do your will, * and through the Theotokos, grant our people lasting peace.

Kondakion, Tone II
By your prayers, O Theotokos, * pour out on this land a burning love for God and our neighbor, * and fill every heart with zeal for justice and holiness. * Preserve us from all our foes, * whether visible or hidden from our sight, * and obtain for us as for all people everywhere * peace and great mercy.

For the dead in Christ

Troparion, Tone II
All you apostles and martyrs, * you prophets and hierarchs, * monks and nuns and holy men and women of all times: * Valiantly have you fought, persevering in the faith. * For this, the Lord is sure to hear your prayers. * Remind him of his loving kindness, * and beg him to save our souls.

Troparion, Tone II
In your loving kindness, Lord, remember all your servants who have passed away. * Forgive them all the wrong they ever did, * for no one can boast a sinless life. * You alone have never sinned, * and you alone can give the dead repose.

Kondakion, Tone VIII
With your holy ones, O Christ, * give rest to the souls of your departed servants, * where there is neither suffering, nor sorrow, nor sighing, * but life everlasting.

Kondakion, Tone VIII
To you, creator of all things, * the universe presents the saints as the first fruits of creation. * For their sake, O saviour, rich in mercy, * preserve us all in holiness and peace through the Theotokos.

Theotokion, Tone II
With the praise the angels offer you do we praise you, * O mother of ineffable light.

Blessed is the kingdom of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit both now and forever and unto ages of ages. Amen.

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