Ode 3. Irmos.

You alone know the weakness of mortals and in compassion took its form; gird me with power from on high, to cry to you: Holy the living temple of your ineffable glory, O lover of mankind!

God. alone invisible, was seen in a body and chose you as his Disciples, all-blessed, glorious Apostles, who to the whole world proclaim his name and his glory beyond worlds.

To you alone I have sinned, O Christ, against you alone I have offended and wickedly defiled my soul; in your mercy cleanse me, save me, O Jesu, alone easily entreated, who have your wise Apostles interceding for me.

As you are compassionate, deliver me, all-praised Apostles, from the bitterness of passions, thoughts and every sin, making my understanding sweet by repentance, for you carry in your hearts the divine sweetness.

With the immaterial Ministers, with all the Powers on high, with Martyrs and Apostles of Christ, to whom you gave a body from your pure blood, Virgin, did not know wedlock, implore that your servants may be saved.