Irmos: O Thou Who wast born of the Virgin, drown Thou, I pray Thee, the three parts of my soul in the depths of dispassion, as of old Thou didst drown the mounted captains of Pharaoh; that, in the mortality of my body, as on a timbrel, I may chant a hymn of victory.
Emulating the feats of the valiant athletes with zealous intent, thou didst suffer mightily; and thou didst slay the serpent with thy life-bearing sufferings, O athlete Boniface, converser with the angels.
Theotokion: All of us, the faithful, hymn the pure Mary with oneness of mind: the mountain of God, which Daniel foresaw, the noetic tabernacle, the sanctuary of glory, the table which held the divine Bread.
Beholding the falsehood of the enemy cruelly poured forth on the earth, O valiant passion-bearer, and, having enkindled thy soul and most divine desire, thou didst enter the arena with fearless resolve, O thrice-blessed one.
Illumined with divine wisdom, O blessed one, thou didst make foolish the unwise foe, proclaiming Christ, Who made Himself like us in the coarseness of the flesh, whereby He desired to become manifest, O much-suffering martyr Boniface.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.