Ode 8. Τὸν Βασιλέα.

Most blessed among women, with the grace of the Most High instead of a dowry, in hymns you praised Christ to the ages.

Straining your thought with immaterial love for the bridegroom, you gave your body to death and you live to the ages.

Armed against error as against a wild beast with the Holy Spirit, the Martyr carried off the prize to all the ages.

You did not choose a soul-destroying fate, but through the bite of a wild beast you changed it, blameless one, for life that does not grow old to the ages.

O Virgin, do not despise those who ask help from you as they praise and highly exalt you, Maiden, to the ages.

The King of heaven, whom hosts of Angels praise, praise and highly exalt to all the ages.