At the aposticha, the stichera from the Octoechos; and Glory…, in Tone II —

With a voice of joy and an exclamation of psalmody let us hymn the martyr Marina; for she cast down to the earth the falsehood of idolatry and manfully trampled the adverse foe beneath her feet. Wherefore, in dying she hath taken wing to the heavens, bearing a crown upon her head and crying aloud: “Thee do I desire, O my Bridegroom, and having the love of desire, I have committed my flesh to the fire for Thee, that I may dwell in Thine everlasting mansions, where is the abode of those who rejoice!”

Now & ever…: Theotokion, or this stavrotheotokion: Spec. Mel.: “When from the Tree…” —

Troparion, in Tone IV —

When the unblemished ewe-lamb beheld her Lamb led, of His own will, as a man to the slaughter, she said, weeping: “Dost Thou hasten now to leave me childless who gave Thee birth, O Christ? What is this Thou hast done, O Deliverer of all? Yet will I hymn and glorify Thine utter goodness which passeth understanding and recounting, O Thou Who lovest mankind!”

Now & ever…: Theotokion, or this stavrotheotokion: Spec. Mel.: “O most praised martyrs…” —

Thy ewe-lamb Marina cried out to Thee with a loud voice, O Jesus: “I love Thee, O my Bridegroom, and, seeking Thee, I pass through many struggles: I am crucified and buried with Thee in Thy baptism, and suffer for Thy sake, that I might reign with Thee; I die for Thee, that I might live with Thee. As an unblemished sacrifice accept me, who sacrifice myself with love for Thee.” By her supplications save Thou our souls, in that Thou art merciful.

Having established thyself upon the firm rock of the confession of God, O most lauded Marina, thou didst drown the murderous foe in the abyss and hast fittingly received the crown of victory.

When she beheld her Lamb upon the Cross, bereft of comeliness and devoid of beauty, the Mistress, the unblemished ewe-lamb, said, lamenting: “Woe is me! Whither hath thy beauty gone, O Thou Who art most sweet? Where is Thy magnificence? Where the shining grace of Thine image, O my Son most beloved?”