Irmos: Wherefore hast Thou turned Thy face from me, O Light never-waning? And why hath a strange darkness covered me, wretch that I am? But turn me, and guide my steps to the light of Thy commandments, I pray.
Quenching all the passions with the dew of thy struggles, O blessed Titus, and richly lighting the lamp of abstinence with the fire of love and faith, thou becamest the enlightenment of dispassion and a child of the day.
Theotokion: Having thee as a haven, rampart and confirmation, our intercessor, and sure entry into the kingdom, O most immaculate one, we all pray: By thy maternal entreaties let our hope not fail.
Thou didst produce the grapes of faith by divine cultivation, O father, didst place them in the wine-press and press them out with the pangs of abstinence, filling the spiritual cup of asceticism. And thou dost gladden the hearts of thy flock.
Having valiantly endured assault and wounding by invisible foes, thou wast shown to be a pillar of patience, making thy flock steadfast with thy divine staff in the pastures of abstinence, and nourishing them by the waters, O blessed one.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.