Also a priest: Blessed be our God, always, now and ever, and unto ages of ages. (Or even worldly: Through the prayers of our holy fathers, Lord Jesus Christ our God, have mercy on us. Amen.)
Holy God, Holy Mighty, Holy Immortal, have mercy on us. (Read three times, with the sign of the cross and bow from the waist.)
Glory to the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit, now and ever and unto ages of ages. Amen.
Most Holy Trinity, have mercy on us; Lord, cleanse our sins; Master, forgive our iniquities; Holy One, visit and heal our infirmities, for Thy name's sake.
Lord, have mercy. (Thrice)
Glory to the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit, now and ever and unto ages of ages. Amen.
Our Father, who art in Heaven, hallowed be Your name, Your kingdom come, Your will be done, as it is in heaven and on earth. Give us this day our daily bread; and forgive us our debts, just as we forgive our debtors; and do not lead us into temptation, but deliver us from the evil one.
Lord, have mercy. (12 times)
Glory to the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit, now and ever and unto ages of ages. Amen.
Come, let us worship the King our God. (Bow)
Come, let us worship and fall down before Christ, our King God. (Bow)
Come, let us bow and fall down to Christ Himself, the King and our God. (Bow)
Have mercy on me, O God, according to Your great mercy, and according to the multitude of Your compassions, cleanse my iniquity. Above all, wash me from my iniquity and cleanse me from my sin. For I know my iniquity, and I will take away my sin before me. You alone have I sinned and done evil before You, so that You may be justified in Your words and triumph over Your judgment. Behold, I was conceived in iniquities, and my mother gave birth to me in sins. Behold, you loved the truth; you showed me your unknown and secret wisdom. Sprinkle me with hyssop, and I will be clean; Wash me, and I will be whiter than snow. Give joy and gladness to my hearing; humble bones will rejoice. Turn away Your face from my sins and cleanse all my iniquities. Create a pure heart in me, O God, and renew a right spirit in my womb. Do not cast me away from Your presence and do not take Your Holy Spirit from me. Give me the joy of Your salvation and strengthen me with the Lord’s Spirit. I will teach the wicked your way, and wickedness will turn to you. Deliver me from bloodshed, O God, God of my salvation, my tongue will rejoice in Your righteousness. Lord, open my mouth, and my mouth will declare Your praise. As if you had wanted sacrifices, you would have given them: you do not favor burnt offerings. The sacrifice to God is a contrite spirit: a contrite and humble heart God will not despise. Bless Zion, O Lord, with Your favor, and may the walls of Jerusalem be built. Then take pleasure in the sacrifice of righteousness, the offering and the burnt offering; then they will place your calf on the altar.
Irmos: The sea cut off by a rod of old, Israel walked like through the desert, and appeared in the form of a cross, preparing the paths. For this reason let us sing in praise to our wonderful God, for we have been glorified.
Chorus: Merciful Lord, hear the prayer of Your servants praying to You.
On the day of sorrow that has come upon us, we fall to You, Christ the Savior, and ask for Your mercy. Ease the illness of your servant, say to us like a centurion: go, behold, your lad is healthy.
Chorus: Merciful Lord, hear the prayer of Your servants praying to You.
Prayers and supplications with sighing cry to You: Son of God, have mercy on us. Raise him from his bed, as if he were weakened, with the word: take up your bed, the verb, your sins are forgiven.
Glory: We kiss Your image, O Christ, in the likeness of worship, with faith, and we ask for health to the sick, imitating the bleeding ones, even as I touched the hem of Your garments and healed the ailment nice
And now: Most Pure Lady Theotokos, the Helper known to all, do not despise us who fall to You, pray for the good of Your Son and our God to give health to the sick, so that He may glorify You with us.
Irmos: From those who do not exist all things are brought, created by the Word, accomplished by the Spirit, O Almighty Almighty, confirm me in Thy love.
Chorus: Merciful Lord, hear the prayer of Your servants praying to You.
Those who are cast down to You, O Christ, from serious illnesses on earth, cry out with us, grant health to his body, just as Ezekiah wept to You.
Chorus: Merciful Lord, hear the prayer of Your servants praying to You.
Look, Lord, on our humility and do not remember our iniquities, but for the sake of faith for the sake of the sick man, like a leper, heal his illness with a word, so that Yours, Christ God, may be glorified name
Glory: The Church that you have sanctified, do not grant it reproach, O Christ, but raise it up invisibly in sickness on the bed of him who lies, in which we pray: let not unfaithfulness cry, where their God is.
And now: To your most pure, Mother of God, image, we cry out with lifting hands: hear your servant’s prayer and save the one lying in illness, so that, having risen from illness, he will pay the vows even in sorrow the word of his mouth.
Lord, have mercy. (Thrice)
I am lying on a sinful bed, wounded by passions, and just as you raised up Peter’s mother-in-law and saved the weakened one from the bed, so now visit the sick one, O Mercy, bearing the ills of our family. You are the only one of all things, patient and merciful, merciful physician to souls and bodies, Christ our God, bringing ailments and healing, giving forgiveness to those who repent of sins, one Merciful and Merciful.
Glory: I am a sinner, I am crying on my bed, grant me forgiveness, O Christ God, and raise me up from this illness, and even though I have committed sins from my youth, I will abolish these through my prayers Grant to the Mother of God.
And now: Have mercy on me and save me, raise me up from my sickbed, for my strength within me is exhausted and I am completely overcome by despair, Most Pure Mother of God, heal the ailing one, You You are the Helper of Christians.
Irmos: Thou hast laid firm love for us, O Lord, for Thou hast given Thy Only Begotten Son to die for us. Moreover, we call upon Thee with thanksgiving: glory to Thy power, O Lord.
Chorus: Merciful Lord, hear the prayer of Your servants praying to You.
Already desperate with a severe illness and approaching death, return, O Christ, to life and give joy to those who cry, and let us all glorify Your holy miracles.
Chorus: Merciful Lord, hear the prayer of Your servants praying to You.
To You, Creator, we repent of our sins, for you sinners do not want to die, revive and heal the sick, so that when you arise, you will serve You, confessing Your goodness with us.
Glory: The tears of Manasseh, the repentance of the Ninevites, I accepted David’s confession, you soon saved me, and accept our prayers now, give health to the sick, for whom we pray to You.
And now: Grant us Your mercy, Lady, always trusting in You, ask for health for the sick, Thy healing hand with the Forerunner, Mother of God, stretching out to the Lord God.
Irmos: The invisible One appeared on earth, and the incomprehensible One lived by man's will, and to Thee in the morning, we sing praises to Thee, O Lover of Mankind.
Chorus: Merciful Lord, hear the prayer of Your servants praying to You.
I have already died, the daughter of Jair, for God has given life to you, and now, O Christ God, bring the sick from the gates of death, for you are the way and life of all.
Chorus: Merciful Lord, hear the prayer of Your servants praying to You.
Having revived the widow’s son, O Savior, and having turned those tears into joy, save Your smoldering servant from illness, so that our sorrow and illness will come to joy.
Glory: Having healed the fiery illness of Peter’s mother-in-law with Your touch, and now raise up Your sick servant, so that, like her, she may rise and serve You.
And now: Sorrows, humility, sinners who do not have boldness towards You, Most Pure Mother of God, we cry out: begging His Son Christ to give health to the sick body.
Irmos: The last abyss of sins has passed me by, and my spirit disappears: but extend, O Lord, Thy lofty arm, like Peter, save me, the Ruler.
Chorus: Merciful Lord, hear the prayer of Your servants praying to You.
Having an abyss of mercy and mercy, O Christ God, hear the prayers of Thy servant. For you, having raised Tabitha by Peter, raised up him who was lying sick even now, having listened to the church prayer book.
Chorus: Merciful Lord, hear the prayer of Your servants praying to You.
I am a physician to our souls and bodies, having borne the ailments of the whole world, O Christ, and Healed Aeneas by Peter, You have also healed the sick now, O holy Apostle, through your prayers.
Glory: Turn, O Christ, into joy the mourning for the sick who mourn, so that having received Your mercy, he may enter Your house, with votive gifts, glorifying You in the Trinity of the One God.
And now: Come, O friends, let us worship the Mother of God who is praying for the sick. Because it has the power to heal the sick, together with the unmercenary, with spiritual, invisibly anointing oil.
Lord, have mercy. (Thrice)
Glory to the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit, now and ever and unto ages of ages. Amen.
O Lord, in all kinds of sins, weakened by placeless deeds, uplift my soul with Your Divine love for mankind, just as You raised up the weakened one of old, so that I call You to save: Generous Christ, give me healing.
With His handful of hands holding the ends, Jesus God, Who is Co-Eternal with the Father and the Holy Spirit, having His dominion as the flesh, You appeared, healing ailments, and cleansing the passions Thou art, thou hast enlightened the blind, and thou hast restored the weakened by the word of the Divine, having created this right walk, and thou hast commanded the bed to be taken to the frame. Meanwhile, we all sing and sing with him: generous Christ, grant me healing.
Irmos: The youths did not worship the golden image, the Persian veneration, but three sang in the middle of the cave: Father God, blessed are you.
Chorus: Merciful Lord, hear the prayer of Your servants praying to You.
O Most Holy Cross of Christ, Honest Tree of Life, by you you have raised death from destruction and resurrected the dead, and now heal and revive the sick, like the dead maiden under Helen.
Chorus: Merciful Lord, hear the prayer of Your servants praying to You.
Jobl’s long and fierce illness, praying for pus and worms, you healed with a word, Lord. And now in the Church we pray to Thee for the sick: for He is good, heal invisibly through the prayers of Thy saints.
Glory: All the times that we are about to die, I have so deigned for You, God, but for a short time, O Merciful, we ask for health to the sick, change from death to life, give comfort to the grieving.
And now: Help and help our orphanhood, Mother of God, for You weigh the time and the hour when you beg Your Son and our God to give the sick person health and forgiveness from all sins.
Irmos: To serve the living God in Babylon, the youth endured neglect of the Musikian organs, and stood in the midst of the flames, singing a divine song, saying: bless all the works of the Lord Gentlemen.
Chorus: Merciful Lord, hear the prayer of Your servants praying to You.
Show mercy, Master, in the illness of Your servant, and heal quickly, O merciful Christ God, and do not yet suffer death, so that You may reward repentance. You yourself said: I don’t want death, sinners.
Chorus: Merciful Lord, hear the prayer of Your servants praying to You.
Merciful Lord, Your glorious miracles will reach us today: destroy demons, destroy ailments, heal wounds, heal illnesses, perform deeds and sorceries, and all sorts of evils spare us.
Glory: Who forbade, O Christ, the sea wind, and the disciple who turned fear into joy, forbade even now the grave illness that toils Thy servant, that we may all rejoice in praising Thee eyelids.
And now: Deliver us, Mother of God, from the sorrows that have befallen us, various ailments, poison and sorcery, and demonic dreams, and from the slander of evil people, and from vain death, we pray.
Irmos: On Mount Sinai, Moses saw Thee in the bush, unburned by the fire of the Divinity, conceived in the womb; Daniel looked like an uncut mountain, a vegetated rod, Isaiah cried out from the root of David.
Chorus: Merciful Lord, hear the prayer of Your servants praying to You.
O source of life, giver of mercy, O Christ, do not turn away your face from us. Ease the illness of the troubled sickness, and raise up Abgar as Thaddeus, so that He may ever glorify You, together with the Father and the Holy Spirit.
Chorus: Merciful Lord, hear the prayer of Your servants praying to You.
Believing the voice of the Gospel, we seek Your promise, O Christ: ask, speak, and it will be given to you. Thus, even now, we pray to Thee, rise from the bed of health, overcome by a fierce illness, so that You may be magnified together with us.
Glory: Tormented by illness, inside with invisible wounds, He cries out to You, Christ, with us, not to us, Lord, not for our sake, for we are all filled with sins, but give to Your Mother and the Forerunner’s prayers healing to the sick, that we may magnify You all.
And now: Most Pure Mother of God, with all the saints we call upon Thee, with the Angels and Archangels, with the prophets and patriarchs, with the apostles, with the saints and righteous, praying to Christ our God Health to the sick, may we all magnify You.
Mighty God, by mercy build everything for the salvation of the human race, visit your servant (name), calling the name of your Christ, heal him from every ailment of the flesh and soulful; and let go of sin, and sinful temptations, and all adversity, and all invasion of hostility, make it far from Thy servant. And raise up the sinner from his bed, and establish him in Your Holy Church, healthy in soul and body, and glorifying the name of Your Christ with all people through good deeds, for to You be the glory. We send forth, with Your only begotten Son, and with the Holy Spirit, now and ever and unto the ages of ages. Amen.