Kontakion 11

Archangel Michael, every song of praise falls short because of the multitude of miracles performed by you not only in Heaven and on earth, but also in the dark shadows of the depths of the netherworld. You have chained the serpent with the bonds of power of the Lord, that those delivered from the evil one's wickedness might bless the Master of Heaven and earth, crying: Alleluia.

Ikos 11

Supreme Commander, you appeared as a light-bearing servant of truth and the purity of divine worship when you foresaw the snares of the spirit of darkness. You forbad him in the Name of the Lord that he dare not show the hidden body of the Prophet Moses to the sensual children of Israel lest they deify him. We therefore honor today your divinely bright feast and we cry to you:

Hail, for you kept the purity of knowledge of God among the Jews in the days of the Old Testament.

Hail, for you have many times uprooted the weeds of error in the days of the New Testament.

Hail, destroyer of heathen prophets and idols.

Hail, fortifier of Christians who struggle and suffer.

Hail, for you fill the weak in spirit with the strength of the grace of God.

Hail, for you clothe in the armor of faith those who fail in the flesh.

Hail, Michael, Supreme Commander with all the hosts of Heaven.