Ode 3. Tone 2, Irmos.

‘You have established me on a rock of faith; you have broadened my mouth against my foes; may spirit has been made glad by singing: None is holy as our God, and none is just but you, O Lord’.

To no purpose and with murderous intent is Herod’s Sanhedrin gathered to slay the Lord who comes to birth; to whom we all sing: You are our God, and none is just but you, O Lord.

Herod’s fell council, being of a mind to fight God, thinks to slay, together with the infants, the Master Christ; to whom we all sing: You are our God, and none is just but you, O Lord.