Ode 4. Irmos.

‘Christ is my power, my God and Lord, the holy Church sings in a manner fitting God, as she cries out from a pure mind and keeps festival in the Lord’.

When the stream of Jordan saw you, Lord, it was turned back; while our nature, stained by many passions, was turned up towards heaven as it worshipped you.

The sun was afraid as it saw you, O Sun, stripped naked in the flesh and filling with your rays all that nature, which had been stripped naked by dark transgression.

See, the cleansing; see, the redemption, the refashioning, the illumination of all has come to his own; let us then be made his own through pureness of life.