Prayers to the Most Holy Mother of God for Each Day of the Week (compiled by Nila Sorsky)

Prayers to the Most Holy Mother of God for Each Day of the Week (compiled by Nila Sorsky)

On Monday

Who can worthy appease you, Most Holy Virgin? What mouths are able to sing of your greatness, which surpasses every mind? All the most holy mysteries performed upon you, O Mother of God, are higher than thought and word. By the beauty of your virginity and your radiant purity the cherubim were astonished and the seraphim were terrified; the miracles of your incorruptible nativity no human or angelic tongue can express. From you the incorruptible Only‑begotten Son of God, the Word, was miraculously incarnate, was born and lived among men, and he glorified you as his Mother, showing you as Queen of all creation, and gave us a sure refuge of salvation. Therefore all who are burdened with various sorrows and illnesses flee to your protection and receive great consolation and healing, and are saved by you from afflictions, for you truly are the Mother of all the sorrowful and burdened, the comfort of the distressed, the healer of the weak, the staff of the aged, the hope of sinners, and the guide on the path of repentance. By your intercession you always help all who run to you with faith and love, interceding for them. Help me also, who have fallen into despair because of my deeds. Diligent intercessor of the Christian race, guard me, lest I perish completely in my sins, for I have no other refuge or protection but you, Lady, Mother of life. Do not abandon me nor despise me, but according to the thoughts you know—save me, for you are blessed forever and ever. Amen.

On Tuesday

O Most Holy Lady, my Mother of God, more chaste than angels and archangels, cherubim and seraphim, more holy than all the saints, Virgin, Mother of God! Save me, your humble and sinful servant, for you know, O Merciful Lady, that I place all my hope in you, and I have no other saving refuge besides you, All‑Blessed One. You are my fortress, Lady, my strength, my joy in sorrow, my refuge in temptation, my support in decline, the full hope of my salvation, O Mother of the Creator and my Lord! Help me, who am tossed upon the sea of this life, driven by the storm of sins. Extend to me a helping hand, my Helper, and deliver me from the fatal abyss, lest I drown in the depths of despair, for the storm of sins and passions has risen against me and the waves of lawlessness threaten to overwhelm me. Yet you, merciful Mother, save me and guide me to the harbor of impartiality, the hope of the hopeless, and the mediation of my salvation.

On Wednesday

Mother of God, you are my refuge, my charitable wall, my shelter and haven when I am tormented by passions. Save me from my enemies who pursue my soul with every temptation. For on the road I walk many snares are hidden for me: countless temptations, deceptions, spiritual and bodily infirmities that lead me to sinful ruin, and in despair I know not what to do. If I wish to repent, I am seized by hardness of heart and bitterness; if I try to weep, I have no heartfelt sorrow and not a drop of tears. Woe to me, wretched one! Woe to my poverty and destitution! To whom shall I flee, guilty one, but to you, merciful Mother of the Lord and our Savior, the hope of the hopeless, the wall and shield of those who run to you. Do not reject me, defiled one, for you are my only consolation in this life, Virgin Mary, Mother of God, and I come to you with boldness in every need. Therefore do not abandon me in this life, and in the hour of my death hasten to my aid, my Helper, that all my enemies may see and be ashamed, defeated by you, Lady, Mediatrix of my salvation. Amen.

On Thursday

From my filthy mouth receive my prayer, pure and immaculate Virgin Mother of God! And do not reject my words, my joy, but look upon me and have mercy, O Mother of my Creator! In the time of my life do not abandon me, for you know, Lady, that I place all my hope in you and my whole reliance is in you. Therefore at the hour of my death intercede for me, my Helper, my joy and consolation, and do not bring shame upon me then. I know, Virgin, that I, wretched one, am guilty of many sins and tremble, contemplating the day of judgment, yet reveal to me your face, my joy, show me your mercy, Mediatrix of my salvation. Deliver me, Lady, from the fury of the devil and the terrible, dreadful temptation of evil spirits. From their malice free me and turn this day of judgment into joy by your visitation, and enable me to avoid the beginnings and powers of darkness and to worship Christ our God, who sits on the throne of glory with his eternal Father and the Holy Spirit forever. Amen.

On Friday

I entrust my life to your protection and place all hope of my salvation in you, Lady, Virgin Mother of God. I pray to you, your servant: do not despise me because of the multitude of sins I have committed, but look upon my sorrow and despair, lest I be completely lost, wretched one. Stretch out your right hand, Pure One, draw me out of the impurity of my deeds and set me upon the clean pasture of Christ’s commandments, King and my God, that I may fulfill them, strengthened by you. Deliver me from my hateful sins, Lady, and send me saving repentance through your maternal intercession to your Son and God. From you an unspeakable light shone, so illuminate the darkness of my soul caused by my sins. My joy, deliver me from the invisible enemies that surround me, for my sins are many and heavy. My enemies are fierce, my conscience rebukes me, the fiery Gehenna terrifies me, the insomniac worm, the grinding of teeth, the outer hellish darkness cause me trembling, awaiting to claim me because of my evil deeds. Woe to me! What shall I do and to whom shall I run, that my soul may be saved? To you alone, sweet Mary, Mother of God, who sweetens mortal bitterness for those who trust in you, and frees from Gehenna those who call upon you. Help me also, All‑Blessed One, for I have no other help besides you, Most Praised One. Save me from mortal fear and from demonic wrath, deliver me. Save me from the power of evil spirits. I pray that you may reveal your radiant face to me, Lady, and not abandon me, helpless one, merciful Mother! Incline mercifully toward me, deprived of mercy by my deeds, and bless the Christ you bore, Savior and our God, who shed his pure blood on the cross for us, that I may obtain forgiveness of sins and eternal salvation, and may glorify your ineffable mercy, O Mother of God, and your merciful intercession forever.

On Saturday

Rejoice, Virgin Mother of God, refuge and intercessor of my poor soul, sweet hope of my salvation. Rejoice, for you bore the Creator of all in your womb. Rejoice, for you gave bodily birth to God—Savior of the world. Rejoice, for you preserved the incorruptible virginity at the Nativity. Rejoice, for you received the gifts of the Magi and beheld their homage to the Child born of you, and you heard the glorious words of the shepherds about Him and placed them in your heart. Rejoice, for you found the infant Jesus, your Son and God, in the Temple among the teachers of the Law. Rejoice, for you endured the suffering of the Cross and the crucifixion of your sweet Son Jesus, and were filled with joy at His three‑day resurrection. Rejoice, for you saw the Ascension of your Son and God in heavenly glory with His disciples. Rejoice, for you received the Holy Spirit, sent from Him, in the furnace of Zion together with the Lord’s disciples as tongues of fire. Rejoice, for you lived on earth as an angel. Rejoice, for your purity and holiness surpass all angelic ranks and the faces of all saints. Rejoice, for by your intercession you were exalted by the coming of the Son and God. Rejoice, for you joyfully gave your soul into his holy hands. Rejoice, for you were glorified by your ascent together with your body to heaven. Rejoice, for you appeared to the god‑seeing apostles on the third day after your translation. Rejoice, for on heaven you were crowned by the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit with the crown of the eternal kingdom. Rejoice, for all heavenly powers constantly sing your praises.

On Sunday

O merciful Virgin Mother of God, Mother of generosity and love of mankind, gracious hope and my refuge! Mother of the most sweet Savior Jesus Christ, Lover of mankind and my God, who surpasses every love and is the light of my dimmed soul. To you I, a great sinner, turn, I pray to you: source of mercy, Virgin Mary, who gave birth to the abyss of mercy, generosity, and love of mankind, have mercy on me, I call to you with tears, have mercy on me, for I am wholly wounded and have fallen into the hands of robbers, and they have torn from me the garment that the Father clothed me with. Therefore my wounds have become filthy and corrupted by the face of my madness. Yet, Lady, my Mother of God, I humbly beseech you, look upon me with your merciful eye and do not turn away from me, wholly darkened, wholly defiled, wholly drowned in lusts and passions, who has fallen hard and cannot rise. Have mercy on me and extend a helping hand, that I may be lifted from the abyss of sin. O my joy! Deliver me from those who surround me, shine your face upon your servant, save the perishing one, lift up the fallen, for you can do all things, as the Almighty God Mother. Pour upon me the oil of your mercy and grant that I may drink the wine of humility, for you alone are my hope in this life. Therefore do not reject me, who run to you, but look upon my sorrow, Virgin, shelter of my soul, receive and save me, Mediatrix of my salvation.

Source: kyrios.org.ua