Ode 7. Οἱ ἐκ τῆς Ἰουδαίας

The courageous deeds of the godly Martyrs appeared beyond understanding; for the Creator of all things submits creation to those who in the contest cry out: God of our fathers, blessed are you!

The revered Maiden stopped the prattling mouths of tyrants with their lawless pedantries as she sang out in the Holy Spirit: God of our fathers, blessed are you!

The trinity of Saints of old burned those who stoked the furnace; while now the inspired Martyr, as she hymned the Trinity, caught them alive as servants who hymned the God of the fathers to the ages.

The Bridegroom, mystically approaching the all-pure bride in the furnace, by the dew of the Spirit and the good pleasure of the Father saved her as she sang: God of our fathers, blessed are you!

As you wished to dispense our salvation, O Saviour, you made your dwelling in the womb of the Virgin and declared her to be the world’s protector. God of our fathers, blessed are you!