Ode 8. Irmos. Victors over tyrant.
Anastasis liturgical translations — translated by Ephrem Lash
Victors over tyrant and flame and by your grace, the Youths who held fast to your commandments cried aloud: All you works of the Lord, bless the Lord!
You were tried, O invincible, like gold in a fire of torments, and were revealed as an imprint of the sufferings of Christ as you cried out: All you works of the Lord, bless the Lord!
By your prayers, holy Martyr, save me who am storm-tossed and trapped by the dread deceptions of the Stranger, as I cry out: All you works of the Lord, bless the Lord!
You abolished all the power of the boaster, deliver me, glorious Martyr, from his wickedness as I cry aloud: All you works of the Lord, bless the Lord!
You gave birth ineffably to the benefactor who became man through compassion, Mother of God, and who saves those who sing: All you works of the Lord, bless the Lord!
Victors over tyrant and flame and by your grace, the Youths who held fast to your commandments cried aloud: All you works of the Lord, bless the Lord!
Translated by Ephrem Lash. Edition lash.en.anastasis.