From the Akathist before the wonderworking Pochaev Icon of the Mother of God
Gabriel the Archangel was the first to proclaim, "Rejoice!" O Lady, when he announced to thee thy conception of the Son of God. Then at thy Most-glorious Dormition, all the Powers of Heaven raised their voices in ceaseless praise, "Rejoice!" How then, can we sinners dare to join our feeble voices to those of the bodiless hosts? But since thou art merciful and tenderhearted towards all that repent, we open our mouths with fear and with love as we dare to sing: Rejoice, O Praise of Pochaev, the Hope and Consolation of the world!
Pondering the imponderable mercy of thine appearance, O Lady, we affirm through our fervent supplications, that thou didst deign to establish a stronghold for Orthodoxy on the Mount of Pochaev as a defense against the Hagarites and then, against the onslaughts of the heretics. Therefore, our hearts overflow with the warm fervor of faith as we come before thee and we sing: Rejoice, O Praise of Pochaev, the Hope and Consolation of the world!
When this Icon was in her house, the noble Anna witnessed the miraculous healing of her brother Philip, who had been blind from birth. She was then filled with a burning desire to proclaim thy glory and she built a stone Church at Pochaev dedicated in honor of thy Most-holy Dormition for the pious brotherhood, where this thy Wonderworking Icon is venerated to this day: Rejoice, O Praise of Pochaev, the Hope and Consolation of the world!
When thy seventeen-year captivity in the hands of the heretics was finally brought to an end, and thy return to thy habitation from the prison of the blasphemers was finally at hand, the monks of Pochaev and all the faithful came out to greet thee and in their gladness, they raised high their voices, and with joy they sang: Rejoice, O Praise of Pochaev, the Hope and Consolation of the world!
When the people behold the river of miraculous healings pouring forth from the Mountain of Pochaev from the days of old even unto this day, they are filled with the ardent desire to repent of their past sins and thus attain salvation, and they sing this song to thee: Rejoice, O Praise of Pochaev, the Hope and Consolation of the world!
Beholding thine appearance, O Lady, above the Mountain of Pochaev in answer to the prayers of the brotherhood before this, thine holy Image and before the relics of the Venerable Job, and witnessing thy power in the destruction of their comrades, the army of the Hagarites took flight in panic. Seeing this, the faithful cried aloud to thee with joy: Rejoice, O Praise of Pochaev, the Hope and Consolation of the world!
New and terrible travails aggrieved thy holy habitation at Pochaev when it and the entire land of Volyn' were deviously torn away from Orthodoxy and thrust into the clutches of the heretics. Finally, after one hundred and ten years the Orthodox Christians prevailed, and when the Orthodox monks returned to thy monastery and revealed the relics of Saint Job for veneration, they fell before this, thy holy Image, and they sang: Rejoice, O Praise of Pochaev, the Hope and Consolation of the world!
I am totally unworthy and my entire being is fraught with sin! I am so immersed in the secular cares of this world, that I ignore my soul completely! But beholding thy holy Image before me and seeing with my very own eyes the illumination being bestowed upon the countless number of people standing here with me, each one being guided upon the path of salvation, in the gladness of my heart I sing: Rejoice, O Praise of Pochaev, the Hope and Consolation of the world!
Once again, O Lady, thou didst show us the bounties of thy mercy when thy people were restored to the Orthodox Faith: the blind received their sight and the lame received their strength when they called upon thee in prayer. Likewise, the Lutheran woman was immediately healed when she cried out to thee for help; and having received healing she venerated thee with kisses and accepted the True Faith. Like her then, let us sing: Rejoice, O Praise of Pochaev, the Hope and Consolation of the world!
Thou art the invincible fortress of the True Faith, O Lady, for all the attacks of the deceitful heretics are repulsed by thy strong and mighty bastions. Likewise, O true Theotokos, thou art the safe haven of all Orthodox who call upon thee in faith, for the words of heresy fall silent in our ears and with grateful thanks in our hearts we ceaselessly sing: Rejoice, O Praise of Pochaev, the Hope and Consolation of the world!
To the dying man of Bessarabia thou didst appear both as a lamp shining upon his earthly life and as a beacon guiding him safely home unto life everlasting, O Lady; for as he was breathing his last breath, his lips tasted the waters of thy healing Pochaev spring, and straightway, he arose. Beholding this, his family with fear and love cried to thee: Rejoice, O Praise of Pochaev, the Hope and Consolation of the world!
Standing before thee and praising the miracles and wonders that thou hast shown to us on the Mountain of Pochaev, we beseech thee, O Lady: Turn not thy face away from us, but in thy mercy grant unto us, and to all that come before thee, the fulfillment of every good desire so that the entire world may sing: Rejoice, O Praise of Pochaev, the Hope and Consolation of the world!
The above is printed in the 2003 liturgical calendar of my OCA parish. "Akathistos" means "not sitting," i.e., "standing," so it goes without saying that we pray an akathist hymn in an upright, standing position.