Irmos: From the flame didst Thou pour forth dew upon the venerable ones, and didst consume the sacrifice of the righteous one with water; for Thou, O Christ, dost do all things soever Thou desirest. Thee do we exalt supremely for all ages!
Thou didst live an angelic life, O most blessed Isaac, and through stillness and the mortification of the passions didst produce the firstfruits of the life which is to come. And now thou criest with the angels in the highest: Ye, children, bless! Ye priests, hymn! Ye people, exalt Christ supremely forever!
Theotokion: Confessing thee to be the true Theotokos, with faith we cry out to thee like the angel: Rejoice! For thou alone hast given birth to Joy on earth, O ever joyous and blessed one.
Thou wast shown to be like another sun, O blessed one, and, shining the beams of thy teachings upon the ends of the earth, thou hast driven away the lightless darkness of all sin with the light of repentance.
Irmos: Madly did the Chaldæan tyrant heat the furnace sevenfold for the pious ones; but, beholding them saved by a higher Power, he cried out to the Creator and Deliverer: Ye children, bless; ye priests, hymn; ye people, exalt Him supremely for all ages!
Offering up most earnest prayers and supplications, thou didst unite thyself unto God through purity of mind, and wast shown to be blessed and full of divine grace while yet amid the threefold waves of the flesh. And now in the highest, freed from material things, thou dost manifestly enjoy ineffable things.
Theotokion: Preserving the seal of virginity intact after birthgiving, thou gavest suck to the Lord to Whom thou hadst given birth; and thou bearest him as a babe, O Virgin Mistress, Mary Theotokos. Him do thou beseech, that He grant the washing away of offenses unto those who sing thine ineffable glory.
Surrounded by the streams of divine dogmas, thou didst flow forth like another river from Eden, watering the face of the earth, O wondrous one, and inundating the tares of ungodliness.
Having been sacredly arrayed in the vesture of a bishop, O God-bearer, through thy venerable labors and virtuous struggles thou didst show it to be yet more splendid. And now, O Isaac, with the holy hierarchs and the choirs of the venerable thou offerest up the mystical sacrifice of immaterial praise unto the Lord.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.