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Irmos: I have heard, O Lord, the mystery of Thy dispensation; I have understood Thy works, and have glorified Thy divinity.
¶2
Thy sacrifice, O glorious one, hath been offered up on the altar of heaven, and hath now been well pleasing to the Master of all.
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Theotokion: As thou hast an inexhaustible treasury of gifts, O Mistress, we all receive abundant gifts of miracles from thee.
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Elevating thy mind to higher vision, O venerable Artemon, thou didst learn the mysteries of Christ, for which thou didst suffer.
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Planted firmly upon the immovable rock of the love of the Creator, O venerable one, thou wast in nowise shaken in mind by the threefold waves of the enemy.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.