Ode 3. Irmos. You are the foundation.
Anastasis liturgical translations — translated by Ephrem Lash
Ode 4. Irmos. I heard your report, Lord.
Theotokion. Same melody.
By a word you caught in a net and brought to Christ’s spiritual table, O Apostle those had been plunged in error.
Or Cross-Theotokion. Awed by the beauty.
Your all-blest memorial, Apostle, with divine works of wonder has poured forth healings for the sick.
Loving the teacher and serving his all-creating wishes, O worthy of praise, you save mortals from error.
By your intercessions, O All-pure, give us help, by beating off the assaults of dread troubles.
You are the foundation, Lord, of those who have recourse to you; you are the light of those in darkness; and my spirit sings your praise.
Kathisma. Tone 3. Your confession.
With the outpouring of light of the divine Spirit you abolished the darkness of the cult of many gods, and enlightened the hearts of believers as you cried aloud the doctrines of salvation, to the inhabited world, all-wise Apostle; implore Christ God to grant us his great mercy.
You became a divine tabernacle of the Word, alone all-pure Mother of God, who in purity surpass the Angels; with the inspired streams of your intercessions, purify me, who above all others have become dust made foul by faults of the flesh, and grant me his great mercy.
Your pure Mother who knew not wedlock seeing you hanging dead upon the Tree, O Christ, like a mother lamented and said: How has the lawless and ungrateful Hebrew people, who enjoyed your many and great gifts, repaid you? I sing the praise of your divine condescension.
The Word, author of life, sent you out as a beacon for the nations, All blessed one, driving out the error of idols with its many gods.
The power of the Spirit strengthened your weakness, O Apostle, and by the word of truth rendered you more powerful than tyrants.
Made fair by the sufferings of the Master, the Apostle proclaimed the Crucified to be Almighty and Lord.
We, who have been enlightened, all proclaim you to be Mother of God, for you bore the Son of righteousness, Ever-Virgin.
Translated by Ephrem Lash. Edition lash.en.anastasis.