Ode 1. Tone 4. I will open my mouth.

You devoutly proclaimed the uncreated Trinity, glorious Martyrs, take pity on us who honour your godly contests and your achievements, O blessed of God.

The Maidens, buttressed by the divine weapon of the faith, reckoned nothing to the words of the ill-intentioned, and they underwent a tempest of torments and unjust death for the sake of the life of all.

Fortified by the all-powerful strength of the Creator, the all-revered Maidens took up a courageous resolve and trampled underfoot the great crooked dragon and dashed him to the ground.

As living bridal chamber, incorrupt tabernacle, heavenly gate, divine table, palace and throne of the Master, let us honour Mary the immaculate with hymns.