Image of Gigār

Salutation to your conception and to your birth in purity, from the womb, from the breast, Gigār the Syrian, pure, holy, wise. Guard me and save me for the sake of Mary and Hannah, from those who plot evil with cunning deceit. Salutation to the remembrance of your name and to the curled hair of your head, to your head and to your face which shines like an emir. Worker of many miracles in the midst of heaven and earth. Guard me and save me from the hand of the enemy and the foe, Gigār the Syrian, ruler and firstborn. Salutation to your eyebrows and to your eyes which shine, to your ears and to your jaws together with them, as they unite. Gigār the Syrian, free from heaven, with your spear George and with your spear Mark. As you have enlightened me, go from heavy affliction. Salutation to your nose and to your lips which are beautiful, to your mouth and to your teeth which do not eat the bread of sin. Gigār the Syrian, for the name of the Trinity which sanctifies. The enemies against me, for I have much need, they would kill my body, which has a timid soul.

Salutation to your tongue and to your speech, sweet; to your breath and to your throat, a drink of honey, Gigār the Syrian, pure, sixth commandment. I hasten to your threshold, when I have reached the tribunal, that you may save me from heavy affliction. Salutation, salutation to your neck, I say; to your shoulders, salutation, and to your arm, for the torture of George which he endured. Gigār the Syrian, for the matter of war which you make light. Guard me and save me from mutilation of limbs and from slaughter, from the hand of the enemy and the foe who ensnares all. Salutation to your collarbones and to your chest with the hands, with the wrists and elbows, and to your right arm, Gigār the Syrian, martyr of the living Creator. Tell your neighbors and your brothers to help my humble servant who is a stranger on the path of the wilderness. Salutation to your right arm and to your forearm, the pair, with the nails of the spear, lance, and javelin, Gigār the Syrian, avenger of Victor and the son of Arsanes. From the hand of the enemy and the foe, by your covenant you will save me. I trust in you, I, in the world of the tribunal.

Salutation to your belly and to your stomach, which was broken; with the kidneys and the heart, you were made whole, together. Gigār the Syrian, you were offered as a sacrifice. There is, in the midst of lances and swords, when they cast you down. I have hidden your wounds, I have concealed the wound. Salutation to your mind and to your thoughts, which were mingled; with the treasures within and the spleen, as the hidden one commanded. Gigār the Syrian, who resembles a house. Remove from me sorrow and grief; from the hand of the enemy and the foe, for I am a stranger. Salutation to your waist and to your loins, which bow down; to the name of Mary the Virgin and to the name of her beloved Son. Gigār, the confronter of swords, a stranger. Like Simeon and Abraham, for the land of Syria, in the festival; until you were brought low, you were spread out and became a tablet. Salutation to your knees and to your nostrils, which passed away; with the thigh and the shin, to the land of Egypt, as far as the border. Gigār the Syrian, martyr of Christ, the first. Herod, for Mary, when he desired to touch her; with her you were hidden, that you might find hope.

Salutation to your fingers and to the nails of your feet, which are like a reed; and to your form, which shines like a garment. Gigār the Syrian, you were cut by the sword and by the saw. For Herod, when you fled from the matter of vengeance and punishment, your garments became shrouds of blood. Salutation to the departure of your soul and to the burial of your body, which was in a vision; to your funeral and to your tomb, which was in the land of Syria. Gigār the martyr, of the son of the holy Mary, guard me that I may not reach the world of evil, for like you there is none who surpasses me in knowledge. Salutation to the translation of your body on the eighth day, which Domitian the king completed, as the Lord told him. For Gigār, who possessed wisdom and knowledge, let us proclaim his name and make his commemoration, that the world of enmity and persecution may not reach us. Salutation to you, Gigār the Syrian. Salutation to you, Gigār the martyr of Jesus the Nazarene. Salutation to you, Gigār, who fled from Herod the tyrant. Salutation to you, Gigār, who was with Mary at the time of the flight.

Salutation to you, Gigār, with Salome the holy, and with Joseph the elder. Salutation to you, Gigār, and to your help, the saving medicine. Guard me and save me from the hand of a hostile man, as from a plant the gardener guards with a pot.