¶1
Irmos: Waking at dawn, we cry to Thee: Save us, O Lord! For Thou art our God, and we know none other than Thee.
¶2
Having closed off the wisdom of thy flesh through dispassion, O right wondrous one, thou didst emulate the suffering of the Dispassionate One.
¶3
Theotokion: Knowing thee to be both Mother and Virgin, O all-holy one, together we honor and piously bless thee.
¶4
By his divine precepts the glorious Athenogenes led the choir of his disciples to the Master.
¶5
The Bestower of light hath made thy memory radiant, O martyr, fulfilling thy petitions for those who have recourse to thee with faith.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.