Oh, glorious Hieromartyr Antipo and quick helper to Christians in illness! I believe with all my soul and thought that the Lord has given you the gift of healing the sick, healing the sick, and strengthening the weak.
For this reason, I, the weak (or infirm) one, come running to you, as a blessed doctor of diseases, and, reverently kissing (or kissing) your venerable image, I pray: through your intercession I Ask the King of Heaven for me, who is sick (or sick), for healing from the dental disease that depresses me, even if I am unworthy (or unworthy) for you, the most gracious father and protector mine, but you, being an imitator of God’s love for mankind, make me worthy (or worthy) of your intercession through my conversion from evil deeds to a good life, heal the ulcer with the grace abundantly given to you and the scabs of my soul and body, grant me health and salvation and good haste in everything, yes, such a quiet and silent life, having lived (or lived) in all piety and purity, I will be granted with with all the saints glorify the all-holy name of the Father, and the Son, and the Holy Spirit. Amen.