Irmos: The birthgiving of the Theotokos saved the pious children in the furnace — then in figure, but now in deed — and it moveth all the world to chant to Thee: Hymn ye the Lord and exalt Him supremely for all ages!
Destroying the worship of falsehood, O all-wise one, thou didst loose the bonds of him who held thee, and thou didst voluntarily give thyself over to torture, O all-praised one, crying: Hymn the Lord, ye works, and exalt Him supremely for all ages!
Theotokion: Rain down drops of mercy upon me, O thou who gavest birth to the Wellspring of mercy, dry up the floods of my sin and still the raging waves of my soul, O Virgin Mary Theotokos, that I may glorify thee for all ages!
“Lo, I have not been found by those who seek me, nor have I been revealed to those who asked after me!” thou dost cry, O all-glorious one; “Understand, ye iniquitous, for I have hastened to be slain as an innocent lamb, crying: Bless the Lord and exalt Him supremely for all ages!”
The great Emilian hath summoned us to a banquet, offering us his struggles as sustenance. Let us spiritually partake thereof, O ye faithful, and chant: Hymn the Lord, ye works, and exalt Him supremely for all ages!
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.