Irmos: The children of Abraham in the Persian furnace, afire with love of piety more than with the flame, cried out: Blessed art Thou in the temple of Thy glory, O Lord!
Thou wast arrayed in the Levites’ vestments by the knowledge of God, in a sacred manner rendering it most radiant by the splendor of martyrdom; and, rejoicing now, O Agathopodes, thou standest before the Word.
Theotokion: The Word Who covered the heavens with virtue found thee, O pure and all-immaculate one, to be all-adorned with the splendor of the virtues; He made His abode within thee and made human nature heavenly.
Adorned with the ministry of the first martyr, O blessed Agathopodes, thou wast counted worthy to serve the slaughtered Word, crying: Blessed art Thou in the temple of Thy glory, O Lord!
Thinking as one with a single mind, O right glorious ones, ye endured the taste of death for Christ, crying: Blessed art Thou in the temple of Thy glory, O Lord!
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.