Irmos: Celebrating this divine and most honored festival of the Mother of God, come, ye divinely wise, let us clap our hands and glorify God Who was born of her.
Kontakion, in Tone II: Spec. Mel.: “Seeking the highest…”—
Theotokion: In thee do we boast, O Virgin, by thee are we delivered from our enemies; and trusting in thee we who hymn thee do not fear the invasion of the alien foe.
With the flow of thy struggles thou didst drown the incorporeal foe, and with the outpouring of thy miracles thou dost wash away the multifarious defilements of the passions, O right wondrous one.
Impelled by the breath of God, and guided by the hand of the Most High, thou didst rightly attain unto the calm harbor. Pray for us, O all-praised martyr.
The fields of the passions are destroyed by thine ineffable handiwork, O glorious one, and the horde of the demons are driven away by thy divine intercession, O ever-blessed martyr.
Shown to be a true and invincible athlete, a heavenly initiate of the mysteries of piety and grace, O all-glorious Diomedes, having vanquished the tyrant and been revealed as a crown-bearer, thou hast been glorified with wreaths of victory.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.