Irmos: There is none as holy as Thee, O Lord my God, Who hast uplifted the horn of Thy faithful and established us on the rock of the confession of Thee, O Good One.
Sessional hymn, in Tone IV: Spec. Mel.: “Joseph marvelled…”—
Theotokion: One of the Holy Trinity, becoming incarnate in two natures through thy pure blood, O most pure one, hath issued forth divinely, saving the descendants of Adam in His goodness.
The minions of darkness, cruelly lacerating thy body, O Thyrsus mighty in love, were unable to weaken the strength of thy mind, which was fortified by the divine love.
Glory…, Now & ever…: Theotokion—
O wondrous martyr Philemon, thy faith in the Lord was truly constant, and thereby thou didst put the false religion of the enemy to shame, crying aloud: “I am the servant of Christ!”
Thou didst go forth boldly to do battle with the enemy, O martyr, armed not with shield and spear, but divinely defending thyself with steadfast faith; and thou didst manfully cast him down to the ground.
Protected well by the shield of piety, and arrayed in the armor of the Cross, the right wondrous martyrs of Christ laid low the legions of the tyrant; and, crowned by Him with the wreath of victory, they join chorus unceasingly with the hosts on high, and entreat the Savior to save our souls.
Tempest-tossed by the threefold billows of the passions, I, who am without a conscience, fervently call upon thee: Permit me not to perish, wretch that I am, O thou who gavest birth to the Abyss of loving-kindness, for I have none other hope than thee. Let not me, who place my trust in thee, be shown to be the delight of the enemy and their byword; for thou canst do all things soever thou desirest, in that thou art the Mother of the God of all.
Stavrotheotokion—
Beholding on the Cross the Lamb Who was born of her without seed, pierced by a spear, the Virgin Ewe-lamb cried aloud, wounded with darts of grief, exclaiming in pain: “What is this new mystery? How is it that Thou diest, Who alone art the Lord of life? Wherefore, arise, raising up our fallen first parent!”
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.