Irmos: Stuck fast am I in the abyss of sin, O Savior, and tempest-tossed on the deep of life; yet lead me up from the passions and save me, as Thou didst Jonah from the sea monster.
Kontakion, in Tone IV—
“Fettered with the chains of a weak nature, as Jonah was stuck fast in the belly of the sea monster, I sinned; yet, calling me up from the depths of the darkness of sin, Thou hast freed my soul, O Merciful One!”
Theotokion: Wide is the path which leadeth to destruction, but narrow is the way of salvation which the martyr Myrax found in suffering, praising thine aid, O Mistress.
Irmos: Cleanse me, O Savior, for many are my transgressions; and lead me up from the abyss of evils, I pray, for to Thee have I cried, and Thou hast hearkened to me, O God of my salvation.
Kontakion, in Tone VIII, Spec. Mel: “As first fruits...”—
“I am a useless and unfaithful servant!” the martyr Myrax cried aloud; “Yet receive me who come to Thee in repentance like the prodigal son, O heavenly Father, and cause me to dwell with the thief who confessed Christ God at the eleventh hour!”
Theotokion: All of us, the faithful, have acquired thee as an intercessor and a helper in the deep of evil and the billows and waves of tribulation which ever pass over us, O Theotokos, who alone art the refuge of mortals.
“Who can describe the depth of my fall? Yet who can fathom the depths of the loving-kindness? Wherefore, I cry out to Him out of the pit of destruction: With Thy mighty arm raise me up from the abyss of sin!”
Overcome by the fear of cruel tortures, Myrax denied Christ; but, repenting, he confessed Him again with a loud voice, and, having suffered manfully, he received the crown of martyrdom. Wherefore, he dwelleth in the mansions of heaven.
Ikos: Coming to his senses and receiving boldness through repentance, the martyr Myrax cried aloud: “The Lord is my light! Whom shall I fear? The Lord is the Defender of my life! Of whom shall I be afraid?” And he was condemned to death for confessing Christ. Wherefore, he now dwelleth in the mansions of heaven with the other passion-bearers.
Thy mind, O father, illumined by its approach unto God, remained unconsumed by the fire of pleasures and above the passions, and higher than the passionate attachments of the flesh.
Thy soul was filled with the Spirit’s gifts of life-creating waters, O divinely wise and most blessed one; and thou didst truly pour forth rivers of healing which quench the torrents of the passions.
Having ascended thy pillar like a star of great radiance, thou didst illumine the world with thy venerable deeds and didst dispel the gloom of deception, O father; wherefore, we beseech thee: Shine forth even now in the hearts of thy servants the unwaning light of understanding.
Ikos: A flawed hymn it is which I now offer in praise of thy struggles, O father; for my heart is not pure, in that I have shamefully defiled it. But grant me the words, O holy one, to hymn in a pure manner thy life at which even the angels marvelled, for thou wast like an incorporeal one, having received the unwaning light of knowledge.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.