Irmos: Once, in Babylon, the fire stood in awe of the condescension of God; wherefore, the youths, dancing with joyous step in the furnace, as in a meadow, chanted: Blessed art Thou, O God of our fathers!
Known to the Creator, yet having become hidden of old beyond knowledge because of persecution, O most laudable martyrs, ye are now become known unto us who chant: Blessed art Thou, O God of our fathers!
Theotokion: The prophets proclaimed beforehand the depth of thy mystery, O Virgin; for thou didst bear God in thy womb and gavest birth unto Him in two natures through thy pure blood, O Maiden, for our salvation and deliverance.
O ye people, draw ye forth today the water of salvation from the flowing fountain, from immaterial torrents, for the sake of the relics of the martyrs; and chant unto Him Who hath glorified them: Blessed art Thou, O God of our fathers!
Concealed for many years in a dark hiding place, yet manifest as abodes of light because of their many torments, Thy passion-bearers shone forth as with unwaning beacons, illumining us, O Christ.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.