Irmos: Thy Church rejoiceth in Thee, O Christ, crying aloud: Thou art my strength, O Lord, my refuge and my consolation!
As a hierarch thou didst offer the wounds of martyrdom to Christ Who was born in Bethlehem, instead of frankincense, gold and myrrh.
Theotokion: Thou wast a field holding the uncontainable Creator, containing Him in the flesh, O joyous and most immaculate one.
Thou didst emulate Stephen, the protomartyr of Christ, O Euthymius, praying for the salvation of those who slew thee.
With constancy of mind and valor of soul thou didst denounce the impious Leo who was raging against the Savior.
Thou didst carefully keep the commandment of the Savior, O venerable Euthymius, and didst lay down thy life for thy friends.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.