Ode 7. Irmos. In the Persian furnace.

God before by nature, you made your disciples sons and revealed them as truly heirs of your Father’s glory, O Supremely Good, and you were well-pleased for them to accompany you as God and Master.

You granted your godlike Disciples, O Word, a flood of wisdom, a breadth of heart, an eloquent tongue, you sent them out to proclaim the Gospel of the Kingdom to all the nations.

Appearing like clouds of divine light, the Apostles rained life-giving water on all the nations, as they cried: Blessed are you in the temple of your glory.

You appeared all-adorned with divine glory, O Immaculate, who alone from all eternity received the Word of God, O Virgin Mother; blessed are you among women, all-blameless Lady.