Ode I

Canon of the feast, with 8 troparia, including the irmos, the composition of Cosmas of Maiuma, in Tone I—

Theotokion: From thy virginal womb thou didst put forth the unwatered Root, the Husbandman of all, who became man and endured suffering. Desiring Him, the divine martyrs suffered faithfully, O all-pure, most hymned Virgin.

Let the immaterial ranks accompany thy divine and immaterial body to Sion. For the multitude of the apostles, coming together of a sudden from the ends of the earth, stood before thee, O Theotokos. With them we also glorify thine honored memory, O pure one.

Irmos: Thy sacred and glorious memorial, all-adorned with divine glory, O Virgin, hath assembled the faithful in gladness, as Miriam beginneth, with choirs and drums, to chant unto Thine only-begotten Son, for gloriously hath He been glorified.

The honors of victory over nature hast thou taken, having given birth unto God, O pure one; yet, emulating thy Creator and Son, thou submittest to the laws of nature in supernatural manner. Wherefore, having died, thou risest with thy Son unto everlasting life.

Irmos: The staff of Moses, once working a wonder, striking the sea in the form of the Cross and dividing it, drowned the mounted tyrant Pharaoh, and saved Israel who fled on foot, chanting a hymn unto God.

Canon of the martyrs, with 4 troparia, the acrostic whereof is: “I hymn the two comely martyrs”, the composition of Joseph, in Tone VIII—

Enlightened by the radiant brilliance of the Spirit, dispel ye the dark clouds of my soul, that, rejoicing, I may hymn your luminous and honorable memory, O holy and all-comely martyrs of Christ.

Having founded yourselves upon the rock of the unsullied Faith by divine virtues, O blessed ones, ye showed yourselves to be an all-comely and beautiful temple, wherein the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit dwelt.

Severing the thorns of deception at the root with the cutting word of the divine Faith, O ye of great renown, ye renewed hearts grown stony through falsehood and showed them to be fertile, giving rise to the unsullied Faith like a flower.