¶1
Irmos: The uttermost abyss of sins hath engulfed me, whose billows none can withstand; and like Jonah I cry to Thee, O Master: Lead me up from corruption!
¶2
Knowing Thee to be the Lord, O Savior, at Thy birth the heavens declared Thy glory to the earth; and now at Thy baptism the Father declareth Thee to be His beloved Son.
¶3
Let everyone who hath undergone defilement wash it away with teardrops, and with trembling let him approach Christ Who cometh to purify our nature with fire and the Spirit of God.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.