APOSTICHA OF FRIDAY IN THE THIRD WEEK
OF THE GREAT FAST
I have scattered the riches which the Father gave me and wasted my life as a prodigal, carried away by the evil thoughts of sin. Taking pleasure in the sweetness of passion, I have transgressed Thy saving commandments and become like unthinking beasts. O Christ my God, who for my sake wast pleased to hang upon the Cross, deprive me not of sonship, but accept me as I now turn back to Thee like the Prodigal Son, and save me.