Irmos: Come, ye people, let us chant a hymn to Christ God, Who divided the sea and guided the people whom He had led forth from the bondage of Egypt, for He hath been glorified.
Katavasia: “I shall open my mouth...”
Come, glorify your patriarch and father, O children of the city of God, and with us chant hymns of beauty divine now, celebrating his annual commemoration!
Theotokion: Today, in Blachernae, a precious treasure is enshrined — thy robe, O all-pure Mother of God, wherewith do thou mercifully overshadow and protect us, preserving us from all misfortunes and perils.
Irmos: O Thou Who wast born of the Virgin, drown Thou, I pray Thee, the three parts of my soul in the depths of dispassion, as of old Thou didst drown the mounted captains of Pharaoh; that, in the mortality of my body, as on a timbrel, I may chant a hymn of victory.
Afire with apostolic zeal, thou didst thunder forth against the heretics in thy discourse, O Juvenal, as a fellow initiate of the mysteries and a converser with the God-bearing fathers, who confessed the Son of God in Orthodox manner.
Irmos: Having traversed the depths of the Red Sea with dryshod feet, Israel of old vanquished the might of Amalek in the wilderness by Moses’ arms stretched out in the form of the Cross.
As heir to the apostle and brother of the Lord, thou didst shepherd his flock well, O holy hierarch; and, receiving the blessedness of those who are persecuted for the Truth, thou hast proclaimed the dogmas of Orthodoxy to all the world.
The first canon to the Theotokos, the acrostic whereof is: “I honor the robe of the all-pure Virgin,” the composition of Joseph, in Tone IV —
Thy precious robe hast thou given unto the people who ever honor thee, O Virgin Theotokos, as a sacred bulwark which ever overcometh every evil circumstance of the adversary by the power of the Spirit.
Thou didst hallow thy sacred robe by the touch of thy body and the touch of Him Who for our sake revealed Himself on earth in the flesh through thy pure blood. For its sake dost thou sanctify all thy servants who hymn thee, O Virgin.
A precious treasure hast thou bestowed upon all who faithfully honor thee, O good Virgin: thy truly honorable robe which doth enrich all with the gifts of the divine Spirit and the working of many miracles.
O ewe-lamb without blemish, who gavest birth unto the Lamb of God in manner transcending nature: thou hast given us thy precious robe, which truly doth ever wash away the spots and wrinkles from those who bow down before thee, O all-immaculate.
The second canon, also the composition of Joseph, in the same tone —
The temple of the all-pure one, a radiant and inextinguishable lamp, having acquired her precious robe as a luminous heaven, doth today sanctify the whole world with rays of grace.
Thy city, having acquired thy divine robe, hath invincible might and strength and a bond of confirmation. Wherefore, it boasteth in thee, O all-pure one.
Truly thy most precious shrine hath appeared on earth as the ark of old, O Theotokos, bearing its signs, but keeping the faithful in true knowledge of God.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.