Ode 1. Irmos.

A composition of Theophanes. Same Irmos.

I will open my mouth and it will be filled with the Spirit, and I will utter a word to the Queen and Mother, and I shall be seen keeping glad festival, and rejoicing I will sing her won­ders.

Of the Martyrs.

You stretched out your divine hands on the Cross, O Long-suffering, and called the world which had perished to knowledge of your might, O Merciful; therefore we magnify your compassion.

Cross-Theotokion.

Moses raised up the serpent which was an image, O Word without be­ginning, of your divine Crucifixion, through which the poisonous serpent, the cause of Adam’s fall, has fallen .

Another Canon, of the all-holy Mother of God.

You have been found worthy, O Martyrs, to dwell among the splen­dours of the Saints, for you have re­ceived the unshakeable Kingdom, as Paul clearly showed, and have be­come sharers in Christ’s glory.

The rising waves of unbearable pun­ishments did not sink your ship, O Martyrs, for piloted by the King of all you reached the havens of rest.

A sword went through your heart, as Symeon said, when you saw Christ crucified and pierced by a lance, therefore with cries of grief you en­dured sufferings.

He who is by nature uncreated and co-eternal with the Father, and above time and before the ages, became created from you, Sovereign Lady, and subject to time as man to save mankind.

You alone, O Bride of God, carried incarnate in your arms the One who is seated in the highest; for from all the ages you were made a fitting vessel for the Almighty.

Come, let us all sing the praise of Mary the immaculate, as the one who alone bore Christ the Lord, who re­newed human nature, and alone re­mained a Virgin without blemish.