Ode 6. Irmos.

‘The final abyss of sins has encircled me, and no longer able to endure its billows, as Jonas I cry to you, Master: Bring me up from corruption’.

Knowing you as Lord, the heavens declared your glory at your birth, O Saviour; while now the Father proclaims you the beloved Son as you are baptized.

Let everyone who bears a stain be thoroughly cleansed by founts of tears, and let them approach Christ with fear, as he advances to purify our nature by fire and the divine Spirit.