Irmos: O Theotokos, thou living and abundant fountain: in thy divine glory establish those who hymn thee and spiritually form themselves into a choir; and vouchsafe unto them crowns of glory.
Sessional hymn, in Tone VIII: Spec. Mel.: “Of the Wisdom…” —
The law of our God was truly a lamp to thy feet and a light for thy steps, and thereby, as one adorned as a martyr, thou didst cause the steps of the iniquitous to falter.
Theotokion: Exempted from the laws of nature, O Virgin Mother, through thy supernatural birthgiving thou didst remain a Virgin even after giving birth; for thou didst bear the Author of all creation, O pure one.
Thou didst direct the workings of thy mind toward the will of God, the calm haven, O wise one, and didst flee the raging sea of polytheism, the wickedness of the demons.
Glory…, Now & ever…: Theotokion —
The hosts of heaven wondered at the divine sufferings of Emilian and his faith and courage even unto death, how in the flesh he cast down the incorporeal one, humbling him.
Strengthened by divine power, thou didst commit the gods of the ungodly to utter oblivion, O valiant athlete; and entering the tribunal, thou didst steadfastly suffer laceration and didst manfully endure the flame. Wherefore, thou didst pass through the divine struggle and, rejoicing, hast received the crown of victory. O all-praised Emilian, entreat Christ God, that He grant remission of offenses unto those who with love honor thy holy memory.
All of us, the generations of men, bless thee, the Virgin who, alone among women, without seed gave birth to God in the flesh; for the fire of the Godhead dwelt within thee, and thou didst nourish the Creator and Lord with milk as a babe. Wherefore, we, the generation of angels and men, glorify thy holy birthgiving as is meet, and together cry out to thee: Entreat Christ God, that He grant remission of offenses unto those who bow down with faith before thine all-holy birthgiving.
Stavrotheotokion —
The ewe-lamb, beholding the Lamb, Shepherd and Deliverer on the Cross, exclaimed, weeping, and, bitterly lamenting, cried aloud: “The world rejoiceth, receiving deliverance through Thee; but my womb doth burn, beholding Thy crucifixion, which Thou endurest in the loving-kindness of Thy mercy. O long-suffering Lord, Thou abyss and inexhaustible wellspring of mercy, take pity and grant remission of offenses unto those who with faith hymn Thy divine sufferings!”
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.