O Great Mystery Saturday, November 29, 2014
The Christmas Fast: 26 days until the birthday of our Lord Jesus Christ
24th week after Pentecost, Tone VII
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  • Andrew, the first called, apostle

Yesterday

  • James, the Persian, martyr
  • Friday: The cross

Our venerable father, Columban, abbot of Luxeuil and Bobbio.
Saturday: All the dead in Christ

For Columban
Troparion, Tone IV
The old and solitary woman delivered to you a divine invitation, O holy father, Columban, * so that you left all else behind and followed Christ. * Embracing the severe and exacting life of the northern monks, * you became the pride of Leinster and the glory of Bangor, * for when you had subdued your searing passions through obedience and love of neighbor, * you obtained permission to preach the word of God to others, * bringing to them, as to all who beg of you, remission of sins and abundant great mercy.

Kondakion, Tone VIII
Blessed are you, O Christ, our God, * for making wise fishermen of your saints. * When the world was beset by hatred and strife, and torn apart by rumor and falsehood, * you sent your angel to bring peace and healing. * Armed with faith, he took his stand for truth, * and burning with intense devotion to unity in faith, he spurned every attempt at dissention. * By his prayers, O Lord and lover of mankind, * grant us your 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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