Irmos: The children raised together in piety, disdaining the ungodly command, feared not the threat of the fire, but, standing in the midst of the flame, they chanted: O God of our fathers, blessed art Thou!
Where the sound of the voices of those who keep festival in pure manner is heard have ye made your abode with joyous souls, O athletes, full of gladness, chanting: O God of our fathers, blessed art Thou!
Theotokion: The incarnate Word issued forth from thee, O Maiden, without burning thy womb or breaking the seal of thy virginity, granting incorruption and life to us that chant: O God of our fathers, blessed art Thou!
“Sweet to me is the death whereby I die,” cried Hermogenes; “For me to live is Christ, and to die is immeasurable gain. Let my members be cut off as I chant with love: O God of our fathers, blessed art Thou!”
With steadfast wisdom thou didst inscribe thyself in the Book of Life, O wise Eugraphus; for when thy head was cut off, thou wast transported to the never-waning Light on thy blood, as on a chariot.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.