Irmos: Madly did the Chaldæan tyrant heat the furnace sevenfold for the pious ones; but, beholding them saved by a higher Power, he cried out to the Creator and Deliverer: Ye children, bless; ye priests, hymn; ye people, exalt Him supremely for all ages!
Theotokion: In manner transcending nature thou didst conceive; in manner past recounting thou didst give birth to the Fashioner of human nature Who is inseparable from the Father, yet Who became a man, O pure Mistress. To Him doth all creation sing: Ye children, bless; ye priests, hymn; ye people, exalt Christ supremely for all ages!
Enlivened by prayers, elevated by humility, illumining thy soul with righteousness, adorned with love, O father, thou didst make haste to the perfection of the virtues, to the manifest heights, crying to the Master: Ye priests, bless; ye people, exalt Him supremely for all ages!
Irmos: The King of heaven, Whom the hosts of angels hymn, praise and exalt ye supremely for all ages!
Though black of body, thou didst acquire a soul brighter than the rays of the sun, and didst blacken the dark countenances of the demons; and with thy divine likeness thou dost illumine the hearts of the faithful who fervently chant: Ye people, exalt God supremely forever!
Wholly protected by humility, O father, thou didst escape the darts of the noetic Moors, and in word and deed wast a model for monks in doing battle with the enemy, crying out with them: Ye children, bless; ye priests, hymn; ye people, exalt Christ supremely for all ages!
Thou art the habitation of the Queen of heaven, O mountain of the holy caves, for a multitude of mighty and venerable fathers surroundeth thee, who all, armed with sharpened swords—their prayers against the prince of this world,—chant unto God the song: We hymn and exalt Him supremely forever!
O mountain of the caves, east and west, south and north behold in thy fold a wellspring gushing forth the myrrh of the miracles of the God-bearing fathers which is poured forth in abundance upon all who hymn and exalt the Lord supremely forever.
What manner of praise can we offer you, O God-bearing fathers? How can we proclaim your labors and struggles with our halting speech? We know not. But do thou teach us, O holy Euthymius who kept silence, that with thee we may hymn the Lord forever.
O blessed Pior and Cassian, splendor of fasters and those who love labors, who both shone forth as heavenly luminaries in your life: with the radiance of the grace given you illumine us, that with you we may be vouchsafed to hymn the Lord for all ages.
Mindful of the blessedness of those who weep, O venerable Paphnutius, thou didst ever shed tears; and having now inherited places of joy, pray thou that we also may come to dwell in the tabernacle where there is no more weeping, that with thee we may exalt the Lord supremely forever.
We honor your memory and that of the wondrous Joseph, O all ye saints who have been well pleasing unto God in fasting and labors, and we pray that through you we may find aid amid all misfortunes, and may be vouchsafed to exalt the Lord supremely forever.
We bless the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit: the Lord: Passing in mind through the fold of the holy cave, we behold a multitude of venerable fathers, like stars in its firmament, whose number it is impossible to reckon. Wherefore, rendering praise unto God for all of them, we pray that He grant that with them we may exalt Him supremely forever.
Now & ever…: Beset by the world-loving serpent, I have fled to thy fold, O pure one; wherefore, shelter me under the protection of thy mercy, and deliver me from his fangs, that, saved, I may exalt thee as Mother of God forever.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.