Ode 9. Irmos. Every ear trembled.

That with godly voices we may call you blessed, revered Martyr, who nobly struggled and smashed the goads of the deceiver, save us, who have gained you as our noble protector, from dangers, afflictions and troubles of many kinds.

Like the dawn, like the morning star you have dawned, revered Martyr, and enlightened by your teachings all the ends of the earth, and banished the dread darkness of the demons; and so enlighten me, darkened in soul by sloth.

Establish all those who faithfully ever take refuge under your protection, revered Martyr, lest we be overwhelmed by life’s troubles and the wiles of the evil one, who year by year magnify and glorify you.

Take care, my soul, the great day of judgement has drawn near, when what is made is brought to judgement. And what will you do, as you persist in evil works? Make and cry out: At the prayers of your Saint save me, O Lord!

Wretch that I am, I tremble at your impartial tribunal, O only King; keep me then uncondemned in your compassion, the all-pure Lady, who ineffably gave you a body, implore s you insistently, O Christ of many mercies.

Every ear trembled at the ineffable condescension of God: how the Most High willingly came down even to a body, and became man from a virgin womb; and so we faithful magnify the Mother of God.