Irmos: I pour forth my prayer unto the Lord, and to Him do I declare my grief; for my soul is full of evil and my life hath drawn nigh unto hell, and like Jonah I pray: Lead me up from corruption, O God!
Kontakion, in Tone II: Spec. Mel.: “The Theotokos, who is ever-vigilant…”—
Made steadfast by Thy might, O Jesus, the honored and right victorious martyrs cast down the power of the enemy and were shown to be truly mighty, doing battle against the weakness of the flesh and casting down their mighty adversary.
Theotokion: The Prophet Habbakuk foresaw thee as a mountain overshadowed, O Theotokos, from whence God issued forth, incarnate, in manner past recounting, and saved the world which is grievously assailed by the tempest of cruel sin.
Having been hanged upon a gibbet, the most wise shepherd of Greece hath cast off the yoke from his people and restored them to their ancient glory.
Irmos: Emulating the Prophet Jonah, I cry out: O Good One, free me from corruption! O Savior of the world, save me who cry out: Glory to Thee!
Kontakion, in Tone IV: Spec. Mel.: “Thou hast appeared…”—
Vanquishing the serpent who assumeth many forms, thou didst truly crush his head with thy feet; and thy victorious brow hath received a crown, O Terence, martyr of Christ, companion of the holy angels.
Theotokion: By thy supplications free from all temptations and spiritual dangers us who flee to thee, O all-hymned Mother of Christ God.
The lawless tribes of the impious Jews, in dragging the illustrious patriarch across the ground, show what iniquitous forefathers they have.
The shrine of the martyrs poureth forth healings, washeth away sufferings, cleanseth the defilement of souls and drowneth hordes of the demons; and it watereth the hearts of all the pious with grace.
In the city of Odessa, the emperor beloved of God fittingly buried the champion of the faithful, rendering glory unto the Creator, the three-Sunned Godhead.
Today the honored memorial of the martyrs Terence and his companions hath arrived, gladdening all things. Wherefore, let us hasten, that we may receive healing; for they have received from God the grace of the Holy Spirit, for healing the infirmities of our souls.
All the true children of Greece, assembling today in the city of Odessa, now splendidly celebrate Gregory the patriarch with divine hymnody.
Ikos: Desiring that the people of Greece attain again to the glory of their ancestors, at the hands of the impious race the patriarch endured hanging upon a gibbet as a malefactor, though he was innocent. But the autocrat, the scion of piety, receiving him in the city of Odessa, buried him with fitting honors. Wherefore, delivered by him from their harsh yoke, let the Greeks, assembling today on his feast, now radiantly celebrate with divine hymnody.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.