Irmos: Come ye, and with pure souls and undefiled lips let us magnify the undefiled and all-pure Mother of Emmanuel, offering supplication unto Him Who was born of her, saying: Take pity on our souls, O Christ God, and save us!
Let there be no foolish person, no wicked model of jealousy, among those who now offer to God pleasing gifts instead of myrrh, gold and frankincense—the sweet fragrance of the virtues, and who chant unto Christ Who is born: Take pity on our souls, O Christ God, and save us!
Herod said to the wise magi when they arrived: “Go and search for the King Who is now born, and when ye have found Him, tell me,” for the cruel one harbored murder in his vile and murderous heart. Take pity on our souls, O Christ God, and save us!
O blind and vile murderer, O most audacious one, whereby thou didst earn oblivion, for no one lifteth his hands to slay God! Aflame with rage, thou dost savagely slaughter the infants, O Herod. Take pity on our souls, O Christ God, and save us!
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.