Irmos: Establishing me upon the rock of faith, Thou hast enlarged my mouth against mine enemies, for my spirit doth exult when I chant: There is none holy as our God, and none righteous save Thee, O Lord!
Wounded by the love of the Master, ye endured multifarious tortures; for, scourged savagely with thongs of hide and cruelly burned by fire withal, ye remained unshaken, O athletes.
Theotokion: Together we hymn thee, O most lauded one, through whom the never-waning Light hath ineffably shone forth upon us; and we cry out: Save thy servants from all oppression, for thou art the helper of the faithful!
Strengthened by the power of the Lord, ye went forth to do battle with the enemy and cast him down, O athletes, crying out to Christ: Thou art our God, and there is none righteous save Thee, O Lord!
Dancing with the angels in the highest, and united with the assemblies of the martyrs, with them pray that those who honor you may be delivered from all tribulation and evil circumstance, O divine martyrs.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.