O all-holy and great saint of Christ, John Chrysostom, the beginning of the great shepherd and bishop, past heaven, disciple of our Lord Jesus Christ, divinely skilled and wise rhetorician, great intercessor and representative for the offended, healing healer of the sick, true sinners to salvation and repentance. mentor, nourisher of the poor, helper to widows and orphans, and warm prayer book for everyone! We pray to you now, sinners and unworthy ones: pray for us to the generously loving God, that He may give us the grace of the Holy Spirit to strengthen our infirmities, as His immeasurable goodness greatly exceeded our countless sins, envy, pride, anger, brotherly hatred and other sins, which cannot be eradicated: and no longer We dare to raise our hair to heaven and call on His holy name. We also fall to you, praying with tears: for you have been given by God to pray for us. Give me, above all the most sinful, your hand of help, before my strength is exhausted within me, and my belly even approaches hell, and I am all crushed, like a poor thing, on the stone of despair.
Hasten, O great bishop, to my help, and dissolve the bonds of my sorrow with your holy prayers, and grant me the cure of repentance: kindle the dark cloud of my passions, visit me with your mercy, and make my barren soul fertile. You weigh, O Bishop of God, Saint John Chrysostom, the sorrow of my heart: also, by the grace given to you from God, try to turn it into sweetness with your omnipotent intercession to God: you can, if you wish, help me, a cursed, sinful, blasphemer, crucifier to the commoner: for there is no sin, he overcomes God’s love for mankind, as he does not desire the death of the sinner, but mercifully awaits his repentance and conversion.
Be then like the Lord Christ, who did not despise the tears of a harlot: here you too, O blessed trumpet, do not despise my sighing, but roar to me with a voice of joy, and fill my lack and poverty from your abundant treasures: be me a good shepherd, driving away the mental wolves from me with the rod of your holy prayers: direct your steps, my mother-in-law, without stumbling along the path of the commandments of the Lord: that I may also reach the pastures of paradise, where there is the Source of life and unceasing joy, and joy, and the sweet voice of angelic singing: yes Let us all be worthy to receive the grace and love of mankind of the Lord and God and our Savior Jesus Christ, to Him be from us all glory, honor and worship, with the Father and the Holy Spirit, now and ever and unto ages of ages.