Irmos: Thou art my strength, O Lord, Thou art my power; Thou art my God, Thou art my joy, Who, without leaving the bosom of the Father, hast visited our lowliness. Wherefore, with the Prophet Habbakuk I cry unto Thee: Glory to Thy power, O Thou Who lovest mankind!
The choir of virgins now rejoiceth in thee, the assembly of martyrs is now filled with gladness, and the multitude of the pious, gathering together, now joineth chorus, rejoicing and crying out to the Master with unceasing voices: Glory to Thy power, O Thou Who lovest mankind!
Thy life was truly godly, and thou wast shown to be beloved of the angels and untouched by the cruelty of their minions; for thou didst cry out to Christ: Glory to Thy power, O Thou Who lovest mankind!
Theotokion: Thou alone didst remain pure even after giving birth, for thou alone gavest birth to the hypostatic Word, the Son Who is equally enthroned with the Father, O Bride of God; and thou bearest in thine arms Him Whom all things cannot confine and Who upholdeth all the ends of the earth.
Having struggled on the earth and endured transitory pain, O invincible martyr who art most rich, and having now received rewards in the heavens from thy Master, thou criest out with the angels: Glory to Thy power, O Thou Who lovest mankind!
Thou wast all comely, O undefiled virgin, and wast shown to be a most immaculate bride, beloved of men’s soul for thy beauties, O most blessed one, and through the tyrants’ burnings thou wast shown to be most splendid, chanting unto Christ: Glory to Thy power, O Thou Who lovest mankind!
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.