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Apolytikion
On beholding the
riches of Job's virtues, the enemy of
the righteous contrived to
despoil them; and though he
cast down the tower of the Saint's
body, he could not plunder the wealth of his spirit, for he
found the soul of
that blameless one to be fully armed; but as
for me, he
hath stripped me and led me captive away. Hasten,
then, before the end, rescue me from the wily one, O Saviour,
and save me.
Kontakion
Thou wast shown
forth as blameless, true, God-fearing, just, and sanctified, O
thou much-suffering Prophet, all-glorious servant of God, most
righteous Job; by thy
valiant endurance and thy patience thou gavest
instruction to the world. For this cause we all honour
and praise thine all-holy memory.
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