Prayers of Supplication in Time of Epidemic & Deathbearing Pestilence - Part II

The storm of sins hast cast me into the depths of infirmities and frequent sickness tosses me, the wretched one, as a tempest. O Holy Trinity, Mighty Equal-in-power, having loving-kindness, save me who am grievously wasted.

Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit:

From the sins that have seized us, O Undivided Trinity, deliver us, Thy servants, extinguishing with the dew of Thy mercy the fever of my grievous sickness, and grant health that we may glorify Thee in an Orthodox manner.

Now and ever and unto ages of ages. Amen.

Having borne in thy womb the Deliverer, All-acting One and Lord Who didst bear our infirmities, O All-pure One, entreat Him, therefore, that He deliver thy servants from grievous infirmities, O only Helper of Mankind.

O Lord, Creator of the vault of Heaven, and Builder of the Church: Do Thou establish me in the love of Thee, O Summit of desire, O Confirmation of the the Faithful, O only Lover of Mankind.

The Heavenly Intelligences and the Angelic Ranks, the Thrones, Principalities, Powers and Dominions entreat Thee, the Good One and Savior: Free Thy servants from destructive illness.

That Thou mightest show the depths of Thy love for mankind on all, O Almighty Master, do Thou free Thy servants from deathbearing illness and grievous sickness, O Only Longsuffering One.

Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit.

 

As you stand before God, O ministering Spirits, Angels and Archangels, entreat Him that He appease sickness, disperse sorrows, and deliver from deathbearing wounds.

Now and ever and unto ages of ages. Amen.

Christ God Who wast born of thee, showed thee a healing fountain and an abyss of good things, O undefiled Maiden. Therefore, deliver thou thy servants who are drowning in a storm of sickness.

Deliver Thy servants from misfortunes, O Greatly-Merciful One, for, with heartfelt fervor, we hasten unto Thee, the merciful Deliverer, the Master of all, God glorified in the Trinity. For Thou art a merciful God, and the Lover of Mankind, and unto Thee do we send up glory: to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit, now and ever, and unto ages of ages. Amen.

Reject not utterly Thy people that have sinned, O Master, neither turn away Thy mercies and compassions from us. But as Thou art an abyss of compassion and a gulf of loving kindness, accept our prayers and deliver us from the misfortunes and necessities that have been laid upon us, for Thou only art condescending.

Thou art my strength, O Lord, Thou also art my power, Thou art my God, Thou art my joy, Who without leaving the bosom of the Father, also visited our poverty. Therefore, with the Prophet Habakkuk I cry out unto Thee: Glory to Thy power, O Lover of Mankind.

Truly now the shadow of death has come around us and we draw near unto the gates of Hades. But do Thou, O Savior Who art mighty, having raised us up, reveal Thy mercies, saving us who have cried out with undoubting faith: Glory to Thy power, O Lover of Mankind.

O Mystics of Christ and Apostles, you Eyewitnesses and Preachers who have received the gift of healing, and who are spiritual physicians: Entreating Jesus, the Master, Deliverer, and Lord, lead me up from necessity, and from the sickness that has seized me.

Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit.

The storm of sins now has overtaken us, waves of sickness overcome us, and frequent illness is destroying us; for afflictions and disease have found us the wretched ones. O Apostles of the Lord, by your prayers bestow a helping hand.

Now and ever and unto ages of ages. Amen.

All of us who are suffering grievous sickness and frequent blows fall down before thee, O Pure Virgin. With thy mighty protection, save us all. Show compassion, O Bride of God; deliver us from pestilence and grievous infirmities, and heal our illnesses, O Sovereign Lady.

Why hast Thou cast me from Thy face, O Never-setting Light? And why hast the alien darkness covered me, the wretched one? But turn me back, I pray Thee, and guide my paths unto the light of Thy commandments.

With your sweet prayers having drowned the sea of delusion, O sacred Prophets, now transform all the bitterness of the present devastating sickness into the sweetness of divine strength.

At Thy command, O Lord, we have been pierced with the arrows of infirmities, and Thy hand hast been laid heavy upon us. As the compassionate God, show compassion on all of us by Thy mercy, through the prayers of Thy Holy Martyrs.

Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit.

As in ancient times, at Thy command, Thou didst raise up the dead son of the widow, O Word, having delivered Thy servants from grievous sickness as Thou only art good and merciful, do Thou grant us life, O only Lover of mankind.

Now and ever and unto ages of ages. Amen.

With great wrath the storm of life has overtaken me in the night, and the darkness of sickness has covered me, O Virgin. But do thou shine upon me the light of refreshment, O most-pure One, and guide me to the light of strength.

Do Thou cleanse me, O Savior, for many are my transgressions, and lead me up from the abyss of evil, I pray Thee, for I have cried out unto Thee. And do Thou hear me, O God of my salvation.

We are lying in the depths of the sea of sickness, and the waves of destructive misfortunes overcome us. O Lord and Guide, extending a helping hand, do Thou save us now.

As in ancient times, with a divine gesture, Thou didst draw up the Paralytic from the infirmity of sickness, the bed of afflictions and weighty illness, showing compassion, do Thou grant health, O Greatly-merciful One.

Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit.

The ranks of Prophets, an assembly of Apostles, and a regiment of Martyrs now entreat Thee, O Only Greatly-merciful One, on behalf of Thy people: O Good One, have compassion on them.

Now and ever and unto ages of ages. Amen.

O Mary, pure Treasury of virginity: Do thou thyself cleanse us, and deliver us from the infirmities, afflictions, and sicknesses that have now seized us, that, with faith, we may glorify thee.

Deliver Thy servants from misfortunes, O Greatly-Merciful One, for, with heartfelt fervor, we hasten unto Thee, the merciful Deliverer, the Master of all, God glorified in the Trinity. For Thou art a merciful God, and the Lover of mankind, and unto Thee do we send up glory: to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit, now and ever, and unto ages of ages. Amen.

The torments of Hades have encompassed us, and the darkness of death covers us, and as wax before the fire, our days melt before the face of Thine anger, O Lord. But as Thou art compassionate, remember mercy in Thy wrath, and spare Thy people, that being alive, in repentance we may glorify Thee as the only Lover of mankind.

Let us attend.

O Lord, rebuke me not in Thine anger, neither chasten me in Thy wrath (Ps. 37:2).

For Thine arrows have pierced me, and Thou hast laid Thy hand heavily upon me (Ps. 37:3).

Wisdom.

The reading from the Epistle of the Holy Apostle Paul to the Hebrews (12:6-13).

Let us attend.

Brethren, whom the Lord loves He chastens, and scourges every son whom He receives. If you endure chastening, God deals with you as with sons; for what son is he whom the father chastens not? But if you be without chastisement, whereof all are partakers, then you are illegitimate children and not sons. Furthermore we have had fathers of our flesh who corrected us, and we were not put to shame. Shall we not far rather be in subjection unto the Father of Spirits, and live? For they chastened us for a few days as it pleased them, but He for our profit, that we might be partakers of His holiness. For no chastening for the present seems to be joyous, but grievous; nevertheless afterward it yields the peaceable fruit of righteousness unto them that are exercised thereby. Therefore, lift up the hands which hang down and the feeble knees, and make straight paths for your feet, lest that which is lame be turned out of the way, but let it rather be healed.

Alleluia. Alleluuia. Alleluia.

The pangs of death surround me, and the torrents of iniquity troubled me (Ps. 17:5).

Alleluia. Alleluuia. Alleluia.

The pangs of Hades encompassed me; the snares of death have overtaken me (Ps. 17:6).

Alleluia. Alleluuia. Alleluia.

And that we may be accounted worthy of hearing the Holy Gospel, let us pray to the Lord God.

Lord, have mercy. Lord, have mercy. Lord, have mercy.

Wisdom. Let us attend. Let us listen to the Holy Gospel.

The reading is from the Holy Gospel according to Saint Luke (4:38-44).

Glory to Thee, O Lord, glory to Thee.

Let us attend.

At that time, Jesus entered Simon's house. And Simon's wife's mother was taken with a great fever, and they entreated Him for her. And standing over her, He rebuked the fever, and it left her. And immediately having arisen, she ministered unto them. Now when the sun was setting, all those who had any sick with diverse diseases brought them unto Him; and He laid His hands on every one of them, and healed them. And demons also came out of many, crying out and saying, "Thou art Christ, the Son of God!" And He, rebuking them, suffered them not to speak; for they knew that He was Christ. And when it was day, He departed and went into a desert place. And the people sought Him and came unto Him and would have held Him, that He should not depart from them. But He said unto them, "I must preach the Kingdom of God to other cities also, for therefore am I sent." And He preached in the synagogues of Galilee.

Glory to Thee, O our God, glory to Thee.

In days of old the fire in Babylon was put to shame as the descent of God. Therefore, the Children dancing with joyful feet in the furnace, as in a flowery meadow, sang: Blessed art Thou, O God of our fathers.

The furnace of boundless sickness burns me, and the wasting flame of fever consumes me, the most shameless one, unceasingly. But with the dew of Thy mercy, O Savor, refresh me who am crying out: Blessed is the God of our fathers. 

O Prophets, Apostles, assembly of Martyrs, and divine Disciples: By your prayer appease the sicknesses of us who are afflicted, and grant health unto us who are crying out: Blessed is the God of our fathers.

Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit.

Having resurrected Lazarus with a word, now having raised us up from grievous infirmities as from the grave, give us life, O Lord, that we may sing a song of thanksgiving: Blessed is the God of our fathers.

Now and ever and unto ages of ages. Amen.

As thou art compassionate and the Mother of the All-compassionate One, showing loving kindness, do thou deliver thy people who are calling upon thy mercies, O Virgin, and crying out: Blessed is the God of our fathers.

The Chaldean tyrant in his rage caused the furnace to be heated seven-fold for the Pious Ones. But, having seen them saved by a better Power, he cried out unto the Creator and Deliverer: You Children, bless, you Priests, sing praises, you people, highly exalt Him unto all the ages.

With painful groans, from the bed of our sickness and from wasting infirmities, we cry out unto Thee, the Lover of Mankind, and now looking with sincere eyes, we entreat health: Do Thou visit us, O Savior, and lift us up to sing: O you people, highly exalt Him unto all the ages.

O Thou Who mercifully didst clothe Thyself in our weakness and didst deign to compare Thyself to man: By the prayers of Thy Venerable Ones, do Thou save us who are in despair, and raise us from the grave of despondency to sing: O you children bless, O you priests sing, O you people highly exalt Him unto all the ages.

Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit.

As the Establisher of human nature, and the Dispenser of healings, having a depth of compassion and an abyss of loving-kindness, O Longsuffering One, with Thy visitation do Thou visit Thy people in their devastating sickness, and give them life that they may sing: O you priests bless, O you people highly exalt Him unto all the ages.

Now and ever and unto ages of ages. Amen.

O All-undefiled One, mighty Help and powerful Assistance, O Hope of the despairing: Do thou visit thy servants who are suffering painfully; lighten the weight of bitter sickness; drive away the pains of wasting necessity; and save thy servants, O Virgin Theotokos.

Heaven was struck with awe and the ends of the earth were amazed, for God didst reveal Himself in the flesh unto men, and thy womb became more spacious than the heavens. Therefore, the commanders of men and angels magnify thee, the Theotokos.

O Immortal One Who hast wrought great wonders without number: As Thou art merciful, do Thou show Thy mercy on Thy servants, O God, and free us now from the sickness that has seized us, through the prayers of her that gave Thee birth and the ranks of Thy Martyrs.

Through the prayers of Thine Angels, Archangels, Prophets, Apostles, Martyrs, Venerable Ones, Hierarchs, and Hieromartyrs, do Thou turn the weeping of Thy servants into joy, O Almighty One; heal the sickness, lighten the pain and grant us health.

Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit.

I beseech Thee the Physician of souls and bodies, and the Lord rich in mercies: Do Thou heal my many passions, and the pains that have taken me and afflicted me, as Thou art good and alone art the Benefactor; and save us who are magnifying Thee with a pure faith.

Now and ever and unto ages of ages. Amen.

O Virgin Theotokos, who gave birth to the Compassionate and Merciful One, the Master, Creator and Lord: Do thou show thy customary compassion on me, and deliver me from the grievous sickness that is wasting my soul, and grant me health, that I may magnify thee unceasingly.

It is truly meet to bless thee, O Theotokos, ever-blessed and most-pure and the Mother of our God. More honorable than the Cherubim, and more glorious, beyond compare, than the Seraphim: Without defilement thou gavest birth to God the Word. True Theotokos, we magnify  thee.

Have mercy on us, O Lord, have mercy on us, for laying aside all excuse, we sinners offer to Thee, as to our Master, this supplication: Have mercy on us.

Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit.

O Lord, have mercy on us, for in Thee have we put our trust. Do not be angry with us, nor remember our iniquities, but look down on us even now, as Thou art compassionate, and deliver us from our enemies; for Thou art our God, and we are Thy people; we are all the work of Thy hands, and we call on Thy name.

Now and ever and unto ages of ages. Amen.

O Blessed Theotokos, open the doors of compassion to us whose hope is in thee, that we may not perish, but be delivered from adversity through thee. For thou are the salvation of the Christian people.