¶1
Irmos: Waking at dawn, we cry to Thee: Save us, O Lord! For Thou art our God, and we know none other than Thee.
¶2
Theotokion: O Virgin Mother Who gavest birth to immortal Life, enliven me who have become dead through sin.
¶3
As thou wast like an angel in the flesh, O martyr, the angels of heaven fed thee with angelic food.
¶4
Thou didst not reject the Rock of life, O Christina; wherefore, the enemies bound thee to a stone and cast thee in the water.
¶5
Thou wast caught up to the heights, soaring aloft like a swallow on wings furnished by the divine Spirit; and thou didst find rest in the Creator.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.