Comfort, comfort my people, said the Prophet, for our God is a God of consolation. Therefore, you became like God, O God-bearer Paisios, becoming a spring of consolation, for you fed the souls of those hungry with the bread of your words, and you gave drink to those burning up amidst trials with the water of rest, and clothed those naked of virtues through your virtuous life, becoming a father, and brother and mother to strangers, and through your prayers, you granted healing, and even after your repose, you visit them, O Venerable Father, granting them rest through your prayers. And now, as you have become an inheritor of the kingdom of Christ, do not cease to be our benefactor, and heal the passions of our souls and bodies.
-Doxastikon of the Aposticha from the Feast of St. Paisios the Athonite
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