Ode 3. Establish, Lord .

Rejoice, all you choirs of Fathers and Apostles, as you behold the worship of the Icons, which you clearly handed down.

Both  now. Theotokion.

Let the all-unblemished Church cry out, ‘I have received my beauty and put on my robe, of which John had stripped me’.

Be ashamed, you lawless, who battle against the Lord, for he was incarnate and has been made manifest in an image, which we embrace in a relative manner.

Who would speak out the foul doctrines and lawless teachings of the insane John, expounding Delphic ways?

Anathema to Lizix and John, with Antony, Theodore the godless blasphemer, together with insane Theodotos!

The blood shed for the divine likeness of the incarnate Master cries out; blood that was shed by John.

The Lord has expelled the horde of aliens and has given back to his own what was theirs. Glory to his goodness!

Let us worship with right belief the will that is without beginning, the authority and sovereign power of the Trinity, ever rejecting Arius.

We confess you to be truly the Sovereign Lady who gave birth to God, heeding not the words of Nestorios, but the doctrines of the Fathers.