O Father Nicholas, you are the myrrh container of the All-holy Spirit, for you pour forth joyous fragrance like the springtime, the divine aromas of Christ, for you were an imitator of the Apostles, and you travel throughout the world, through the words of your wonders. Therefore, for those far off and those at hand, you appear in dreams, and you redeem those sentenced to an unjust death, and paradoxically you save from dangers many of those who call upon you. Therefore, we who have fallen into the hands of enemies, deliver, through your intercessions, those who ever praise you.
-Idiomelon of the Litia in the Forth Tone.
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