Ode 8. Irmos.

In the furnace as in a smelter the Israelite Youths shone with the beauty of godliness brighter than gold as they said: All you works of the Lord, bless the Lord, praise and highly exalt him to all the ages.

The great Sun unfurled you as his beams into the whole inhabited world, O Apostles, shedding light on believers who cry out: All you works of the Lord, bless the Lord, praise and highly exalt him to all the ages.

As spiritual shepherds, as lambs of the Shepherd, as sheep of the Lamb and God our Redeemer, O Apostles who saw God, intercede without ceasing that I may be delivered from the spiritual wolf and from the bitter portion of the goats.

Most miserable soul, groan and cry out to the Lord: I sinned above all others, and I have been utterly lawless. Cleanse me, save me, like the Harlot, like the Publican, like the Thief, O Compassionate, at the acceptable intercessions of the Apostles.

Mother of God, with Angels and with Apostles, Martyrs and prophets, implore Christ to save those who cry: All you works of the Lord, bless the Lord, praise and highly exalt him to all the ages.