Irmos: O Theotokos, thou living and abundant fountain: in thy divine glory establish those who hymn thee and spiritually form themselves into a choir; and vouchsafe unto them crowns of glory.
Theotokion: O pure one who art full of the grace of God: deliver this, thy city, from every earthquake and collapse, for on thee doth it rely; and preserve it in peace and oneness of mind, O Bride of God.
Washing away the passions of men by thine ineffable and divine handiwork, thou hast been given by God to the faithful who honor thee, as an excellent physician and fervent advocate, O thou who art most rich.
“I hasten to the path of Thy testimonies, and emulating thy voluntary suffering, I am drawn to sacrifice myself for Thee, our one God,” the martyr exclaimed.
Summoning us mystically to a banquet today, the glorious martyr Diomedes setteth his sufferings before us as immaterial food, saying: “Come, ye faithful, and let us enjoy ourselves!”
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.