Kontakion 1
Glory to God, for in these latter times He has adorned the Holy Church with the deeds of His patient handmaid: Saint Matrona the Blind of Moscow. Let the troubled and the suffering gather from near and far, and let the demons retreat into darkness, so that the Blessed Matrona may hear our supplications and attend to our needs. With faith in the Father Almighty Who rewards those who do His heavenly will on earth, we cry out to His splendid saint:
Help us, Saint Matrona, holy God-pleaser and helper of the people.
Ikos 1
Saint Matrona, you were the offspring of the Godly-minded peasants, Dimitri and Natalia, who already had three children. Because of their poverty, your mother thought you would do better in the orphanage built by Prince Golitsin. How could such poor peasants manage another child? However, before you were born, Natalia dreamed of you as a white bird with closed eyes, resting on her arm. She therefore kept and raised you, and now we unceasingly chant these praises to you:
Help us, for your piety was foretold in your mother’s prophetic dream before your birth.
Help us, for your mother cherished you while you were yet unborn.
Help us, white bird of purity, foreseen by your mother and chosen of God.
Help us, heavenly bird, born blind to sinfulness and blessed with virtue.
Help us, holy child, nurtured by your God-loving parents in a devout home.
Help us, little daughter, bearing a birthmark in the shape of a cross on your chest.
Help us, youngest sister, disadvantaged from infancy for you were unable to see.
Help us, sanctified girl, more fortunate than your older siblings for you had divine gifts.
Help us, blind one who sees everything spiritually.
Help us, tiny one who already carries her cross.
Help us, underprivileged one who possesses true riches.
Help us, quiet one who brings peace and comfort.
Help us, Saint Matrona, holy God-pleaser and helper of the people.
Kontakion 2
Your physical blindness, Saint Matrona, made you an easy victim of the local children who taunted you and treated you cruelly. They even forced you into a ditch, finding it amusing as you sensed your way out with your little hands and feet. Because of this and other cruel behavior, your mother allowed you to stay home and you remained unschooled all your life. Yet, you thrived in the pious atmosphere of your Godly home, and Dimitri and Natalia therefore said: Alleluia.
Ikos 2
Your real companions, Blessed Matrona, were your family’s icons of the holy saints. At night, in the safety of your home, you would put the icons on the table where you could play with them and talk to them. You also loved to go to church with your parents and sing with the choir. Your pure voice was heard by the compassionate God in Whom you found sanctuary. In like manner, we ask you to hear our heartfelt acclamations:
Help us who were abused in our childhood.
Help us who are still vulnerable to cruelty.
Help us and come to our rescue with your spiritual sight.
Help us and lift us from the desolation into which the malevolent have hurled us.
Help us, for the world is destructive, but your prayers bring deliverance.
Help us, for people can be spiteful, but your spirit is sympathetic.
Help us that we may perceive the holy icons, for we are spiritually blind.
Help us that God may be worshipped among us, for we have no sacred vision of life.
Help us, uneducated child who understands the ways of God.
Help us, unlearned girl who knows the prayers of the Church.
Help us, for you were rejected by the village children and accepted by the saints in Heaven.
Help us, for you imitated your devout parents who loved the Divine Liturgy.
Help us, Saint Matrona, holy God-pleaser and helper of the people.
Kontakion 3
It was not long before your divine gifts became apparent to everyone around you. The troubled and the suffering came to your home to be consoled and healed, and this, Saint Matrona, you regarded as your wedding feast. You prayed for each individual, foretold of dangers and uprisings, as more and more visitors arrived at your door day after day. You treated everyone with holy hospitality, and they cried out to God: Alleluia.
Ikos 3
Although you were still a child, you understood the nature of human sinfulness and desperation. The people were amazed at your spiritual abilities and, in gratitude, they brought food and gifts to Dimitri and Natalia. You, little blind Matrona, little white bird, then became the primary support for your parents and siblings. Since you are able to commiserate with the ills of mankind, we also come to you with our requests and we lovingly beseech you:
Help us who are without a job.
Help us who would eat leftover pieces of loaves and fish.
Help us who are without a place to live.
Help us who have been told: there is no room for you here.
Help us who are without supportive relations.
Help us who have no one to lift us into the Pool of Siloam.
Help us, for we are afflicted with bodily ailments beyond human cure.
Help us, for we are looked upon as useless.
Help us, for we are burdened with emotional trauma beyond human care.
Help us, for we are treated as contemptible.
Help us, for we are growing old and losing strength.
Help us, for we are slow and clumsy in our daily living.
Help us, Saint Matrona, holy God-pleaser and helper of the people.
Kontakion 4
We see that your parents and the people from round about recognized your holiness, Saint Matrona. Likewise, the demons were also aware of your dedication to God and Church, and they began tormenting you when you were just a young girl. You understood, Blessed Matrona, that evil exists in the very air and that Christians must always pray, always repent, and keep icons in the home. In thanksgiving for your protecting prayers and spiritual counsel, we say: Alleluia.
Ikos 4
Your purity of heart, Saint Matrona, was also recognized by someone else: Saint John of Kronstadt. On a journey to the holy churches of Russia, which you undertook with the aid of your pious friend Lydia, you visited a cathedral in the city of Kronstadt. Saint John saw you in the crowd and identified you as his successor who would serve the Russian people in the forthcoming persecutions. You were only fourteen years old, Blessed Matrona, and with admiration we praise your wondrous girlhood and sainthood:
Help us, faithful warrior for Christ.
Help us, for you wielded prayer as your holy weapon against evil.
Help us, intercessory saint in church and at home.
Help us, for you fortified everyone who came to you for a good purpose.
Help us, blind one who was attacked by demons in the light of day.
Help us, gifted one whose inner light conquered the dark boldness of Satan and his evil ones.
Help us, follower of Christ throughout the land of Russia.
Help us, heiress of Saint John of Kronstadt as a helper in the Holy Church.
Help us to pray under all circumstances.
Help us to encourage one another.
Help us for we are also persecuted in our homeland.
Help us for we take refuge in your open arms.
Help us, Saint Matrona, holy God-pleaser and helper of the people.
Kontakion 5
Saint Matrona, when you were seventeen years old, your legs were rendered crippled and you could no longer walk. This was due to the evil powers of a wicked woman. How could such a catastrophe befall God’s holy one? However, you overcame all obstacles through God. Blessed Matrona, you never complained about your predicament. Rather, your righteousness shone with even greater brightness and you continued to say: Alleluia.
Ikos 5
Our Lord Jesus Christ has said, “If the world hates you, know that it has hated Me before you. If you were of the world, the world would love its own, but because you are not of the world, but I chose you out of the world, therefore the world hates you.” Saint Matrona, chosen of God, you are our model of Christ-like love and faithful endurance until the end. It is therefore fitting that we sing these praises to you:
Help us, Saint Matrona most merciful.
Help us, for we thank God for your intercessions.
Help us, Saint Matrona most compassionate.
Help us, for we repent of our sins.
Help us, Saint Matrona most faithful.
Help us, for we venerate your holy icons.
Help us, Saint Matrona most patient.
Help us, for we submit to the will of God.
Help us, Saint Matrona most humble.
Help us, for we forgive those who offend us.
Help us, Saint Matrona most joyful.
Help us, for we carry our cross and die to sin.
Help us, Saint Matrona, holy God-pleaser and helper of the people.
Kontakion 6
Blind and paralyzed, you could only sit or lie down. Yet, you were entrusted by God to heal the infirmities of others, and your fame spread far beyond your peasant household. Saint Matrona, you were able to please God by interceding for mankind. Helping the people who came to you during the day, often to the point of fatigue, you continually prayed during the night and refreshed your spirit. Therein, everyone could truly say: Alleluia.
Ikos 6
Your beauty, Saint Matrona, was interior and cultivated by prayer at home, worship in church, and by your unselfish care of the troubled and the suffering. Not only did the common people marvel at your divine gifts, but the priests and monks were also amazed at your holiness and commitment to prayer. Let us, then, join with all the people from the countryside and the towns, from the shacks and the estates, from the byroads and the monasteries, and sing praises to you:
Help us, because we are grotesque in our sins.
Help us, for we behold the beauty of your soul.
Help us, because we are dull in our worldliness.
Help us, for we behold the light of your countenance.
Help us, because we are perishing in our transgressions.
Help us, for we behold the aliveness of your spirit.
Help us, because we are made poor by our excesses.
Help us, for we stand in awe of your divine gifts.
Help us, because we experience confusion in our purpose on earth.
Help us, for we stand in awe of your mysterious life of prayer.
Help us, because we are lacking in spiritual profit.
Help us, for we stand in awe of your fruitfulness.
Help us, Saint Matrona, holy God-pleaser and helper of the people.
Kontakion 7
From your childhood, Saint Matrona, you loved the holy icons. You possessed an inner depiction of the visual world, which God had granted you. One time, God gave you eyes and you were able to see His whole creation. You saw everything, because you saw truly with love, faith, humility, compassion, charity, loving-kindness, forgiveness and mercy. You saw everything through the grace of God, with purity of soul and vigilance in prayer, and you gratefully said: Alleluia.
Ikos 7
Your demeanor was that of a sighted and educated person, although you had no eyes and you were never schooled. You knew everything with clairvoyant insight. You possessed all knowledge, Blessed Matrona, because you were a living icon and your intellect and senses were heavenly. You knew everything, because you communed with God through prayer and you partook frequently of Holy Communion. We therefore rightfully bring praises to you:
Help us, for you imitated Christ in self-sacrifice.
Help us, for you dedicated your life to the troubled and the suffering.
Help us, for you never deserted your First Love: Jesus Christ.
Help us, for you walked the straight path: without eyes or legs.
Help us, for your guide was the heavenly Cross of Christ: beginning in your infancy.
Help us, for you bore a cross on your chest: over your heart.
Help us, for you answered the divine call to service: like the Theotokos.
Help us, for you search for the lost to this day: in every corner of the earth.
Help us, for you prayed unceasingly: like the desert ascetics.
Help us, for you intercede to God for us: in submission to His will.
Help us, for you loved God’s holy house: like Saint John of Kronstadt.
Help us, for you yourself have sanctified the land: beyond the borders of your native Russia.
Help us, Saint Matrona, holy God-pleaser and helper of the people.
Kontakion 8
One of your favorite icons was of the Theotokos, known as the “Searcher of the Lost.” You told your mother that the Virgin Mary wanted to visit the village church, and therefore such an icon should be commissioned. The villagers were eager to fulfill your holy request, for they would obtain blessings by helping God’s holy helper, and they all said: Alleluia.
Ikos 8
The village women collected money for the painting of the icon, “Searcher of the Lost,” and the work commenced after the artist repented of a secret sin. Later, after the Russian Revolution, you kept this icon with you and cherished it until the end of your life. Today, the icon resides in the women’s Monastery of the Protecting Veil, near your relics, and therefore the nuns and the pilgrims sing praises to Our Lady because of you:
Help us, Theotokos, for we are lost in a world of delusion.
Help us, for we are Christians who have lost our discernment.
Help us, for we have lost friends to popular falsehoods.
Help us, for we have lost family members to every passing fad.
Help us, Virgin Mary, for we have lost our purity of heart.
Help us, for we have lost our purpose under Heaven.
Help us, for we have lost our gratitude for the Gospel.
Help us, for we have lost our reverence for the icons.
Help us, Handmaid of the Lord, for we have lost our quest for service.
Help us, for we have lost our pursuit of the virtues.
Help us, for we are Christians who have lost our vitality.
Help us, for we are lost in the pace of society.
Help us, Queen of Heaven who helped Saint Matrona.
Kontakion 9
After the Russian Revolution, your two brothers joined up with the Communists. One of them became a political activist in the village, and so it was awkward for you to continue receiving visitors for the purpose of counsel and healing. Saint Matrona, you then moved to the city of Moscow where you stayed for the rest of your life. In this grand city of churches, which now fostered much confusion, you were still able to discern the will of God and to say: Alleluia.
Ikos 9
The holy Apostle Paul said, “For I decided to know nothing among you except Jesus Christ and Him crucified.” Truly, Blessed Matrona, your life in Moscow exemplified the words of the Apostle Paul. Having lived without eyes or legs, you now lived not knowing how you would obtain basic necessities. Crucified to the world, you followed Christ into the city of Moscow and trusted in Him alone to provide loaves and fish. We therefore fall down before you, holy Mother Matrona, and we unworthily offer you these praises:
Help us, Saint Matrona ever-vigilant.
Help us and bless all Christians.
Help us, Saint Matrona ever-protecting.
Help us and bless our homes.
Help us, Saint Matrona ever-obedient.
Help us and bless our work.
Help us, Saint Matrona ever-grateful.
Help us and bless our food.
Help us, Saint Matrona ever-honorable.
Help us and bless our eyes.
Help us, Saint Matrona ever-wondrous.
Help us and bless our steps.
Help us, Saint Matrona, holy God-pleaser and helper of the people.
Kontakion 10
Saint Matrona, you began a new chapter of life in the crowded city of Moscow. You were an indigent and handicapped woman, staying with anyone who invited you into their household. You lived in various houses and apartments, and even a plywood shack. Sometimes you stayed with spiritual daughters who cherished you, and at other times with people who deprived you. One time, you stayed with a wicked woman, a relative, who was very domineering and who took for her own family the gifts which visitors brought to you. You accepted all circumstances, Blessed Matrona, as a measure of asceticism, always seeing the image of God in others and always saying: Alleluia.
Ikos 10
When your old friend, Zinaida, found you living in the shack, she was shocked to see you lying in bed with your hair frozen to the wall. She straightway took you home with her. Although Zinaida came from a wealthy family, the Communists had taken over her house and left her with only two rooms for herself and her mother. Nonetheless, you were able once again to receive visitors and to be among the icons which still covered the walls. Blessed Matrona, we know that all things are possible with God, and we sing praises to you for your enduring faith in the all-knowing God:
Help us, harmless child who was mistreated by cruel children.
Help us, holy mother who was wronged by wicked women.
Help us, courageous worshipper who was treated like a criminal.
Help us, gentle bird who never returned the hostility.
Help us, peaceable Christian who prayed unceasingly.
Help us, disciple of Christ who forgave unendingly.
Help us, preservation of faith, hope, and charity.
Help us, receptacle of truth and spiritual sobriety.
Help us, sweet fragrance of all the virtues.
Help us, consecrated fountain of rich blessings.
Help us, healer of those who repent.
Help us, victory of those who pray.
Help us, Saint Matrona, holy God-pleaser and helper of the people.
Kontakion 11
The Communists decried you as an enemy of the people — you, who had lived your entire life in service of the people. It was prohibited to give you support, Saint Matrona, and you often had to quickly leave a residence in order to escape the arrest of yourself and of those who housed you. Yet, you harbored no resentment toward anyone. You even clairvoyantly warned a policeman that his wife was in distress at home. He went and attended to his wife, and then he righteously disobeyed the order to arrest you, saying: Alleluia.
Ikos 11
You continued to receive the troubled and the suffering, sometimes as many as forty people per day. Despite the dangers and hardships of Communism, the people persisted to seek counsel and healing. You never took credit for yourself, Blessed Matrona, but you gave all glory to God. We therefore gladly chant praises to you:
Help us, for you fought the ungodly Communists with your prayers and with your healings of the people.
Help us, for your holy presence was felt as a threat by the unbelievers throughout Moscow.
Help us, for you prayed, “Let God arise and let His enemies be scattered.”
Help us, for you arose above Communism just as you overcame the cruelty of the children many years ago.
Help us, for you impeded the powers of the pagan witches and fortune-tellers in Russia.
Help us, for you saved many who had fallen prey to these wicked women.
Help us, for you received the troubled and the suffering despite the risk of imprisonment and exile.
Help us, for you lived as though resurrected from the evils of this world.
Help us, divine counsel of the troubled.
Help us, heavenly aid of those making decisions.
Help us, clairvoyant advisor of those in harm’s way.
Help us, advocate before God for the infirm.
Help us, Saint Matrona, holy God-pleaser and helper of the people.
Kontakion 12
Saint Matrona, you understood that many people would stray from the Faith in these latter times. You were aware of the infiltration of demonic forces into the cities and people’s homes. This is why you repeatedly advised Christians to pray and repent, to attend Church services and receive Holy Communion, to use holy water, to wear a cross, and to keep icons in the home. In this way, Christians may always say: Alleluia.
Ikos 12
In the same manner, Blessed Matrona, you understood how essential it is for us Christians not to judge our neighbor. It is enough for each individual to discern and do the will of God, and thereby we all work out our own salvation. To do otherwise, is to waste much time and energy. Let us, then, please God today by offering these praises to you:
Help us, from your union with God.
Help us, for you see us throughout every land and place.
Help us, from your mansion in Heaven.
Help us, for you hear us throughout the day and night.
Help us, from the fullness of your joyful holiness.
Help us, for we are troubled and suffering on earth.
Help us, for you are eternally crowned.
Help us, for we live in a world of calamity.
Help us, for you never refuse anyone of good intentions.
Help us, for we honor your memory with heartfelt love.
Help us, glorious bird among the saints and angels.
Help us, wonderful child of God.
Help us, Saint Matrona, holy God-pleaser and helper of the people.
Kontakion 13
Your God-pleasing ways, Saint Matrona, marked even your last moments on earth. You invited all the troubled and the suffering to talk with you after your death, as one still living, and you promised to help us. Even more, Matronushka, you said, “Everyone who appeals to me for help, I will meet at their death. Everyone.” Then, with God’s mercy, we will see you and hear you as you see and hear us, and we will all glorify God forever and say: Alleluia. Alleluia. Alleluia.
(Repeat Kontakion 13 three times.)
Kontakion 1 (repeated)
Glory to God, for in these latter times He has adorned the Holy Church with the deeds of His patient handmaid: Saint Matrona the Blind of Moscow. Let the troubled and the suffering gather from near and far, and let the demons retreat into darkness, so that the Blessed Matrona may hear our supplications and attend to our needs. With faith in the Father Almighty Who rewards those who do His heavenly will on earth, we cry out to His splendid saint:
Help us, Saint Matrona, holy God-pleaser and helper of the people.
Ikos 1 (repeated)
Saint Matrona, you were the offspring of the Godly-minded peasants, Dimitri and Natalia, who already had three children. Because of their poverty, your mother thought you would do better in the orphanage built by Prince Golitsin. How could such poor peasants manage another child? However, before you were born, Natalia dreamed of you as a white bird with closed eyes, resting on her arm. She therefore kept and raised you, and now we unceasingly chant these praises to you:
Help us, for your piety was foretold in your mother’s prophetic dream before your birth.
Help us, for your mother cherished you while you were yet unborn.
Help us, white bird of purity, foreseen by your mother and chosen of God.
Help us, heavenly bird, born blind to sinfulness and blessed with virtue.
Help us, holy child, nurtured by your God-loving parents in a devout home.
Help us, little daughter, bearing a birthmark in the shape of a cross on your chest.
Help us, youngest sister, disadvantaged from infancy for you were unable to see.
Help us, sanctified girl, more fortunate than your older siblings for you had divine gifts.
Help us, blind one who sees everything spiritually.
Help us, tiny one who already carries her cross.
Help us, underprivileged one who possesses true riches.
Help us, quiet one who brings peace and comfort.
Help us, Saint Matrona, holy God-pleaser and helper of the people.
A Prayer
We humbly approach you, Saint Matrona, for you are approachable by all those who repent and who request your counsel and healing. We are not worthy, but our unworthiness motivates us to seek your blessed intercession and to praise God for your healing of our spiritual, mental, and physical infirmities. We are suffering in numerous ways — due to our own conduct and our character defects, due to severe hardships and problems which we encounter in daily living, and due to the resentments of the unrepentant and the unbelievers. Saint Matrona, help us to overcome the world through Jesus Christ and through recourse to His holy Mother. When the moment arrives, may we depart this life with trust in your intercession, with hope in the Theotokos who is the “Searcher of the Lost,” and with faith in Jesus Christ. Amen.
Publisher. PHL. Dimitrios Hantzis.
