Irmos: I pour forth my prayer unto the Lord, and to Him do I declare my grief; for my soul is full of evil and my life hath drawn nigh unto hell, and like Jonah I pray: Lead me up from corruption, O God!
Kontakion, in Tone IV: Spec. Mel.: “Having been lifted up upon the Cross…” —
Theotokion: Understanding the depth of thy mystery, O Virgin, the divinely eloquent prophets, illumined from afar by the Spirit of God, proclaimed thee in prophecy to be the Mother of the Master of all, in truth.
Thy heart was made sweet by the beauties of thy Lover most sweet, O passion-bearer, and thou didst hasten to the fragrance of His sufferings, crying: “O my Bridegroom, I now sacrifice myself for the sake of Thy love!”
Thy father, seeing thy love for the heavenly Father, O martyr, showed himself to be barbaric and inflicted multifarious tortures upon thee, for the wickedness of his nature knew no bounds.
Thou didst blossom forth like a lily in the vales of the martyrs, like a sweet-smelling rose; and emitting grace as myrrh, thou hast anointed the hearts of the faithful, O honored martyr, namesake of Christ, who sharest the portion of the holy angels.
Thou wast known to be a radiant dove with wings of gold, and didst soar aloft to the heights of heaven, O honored Christina. Wherefore, we celebrate thy glorious festival, bowing down before the shrine of thy relics with faith, from whence divine healing for souls and bodies poureth forth upon all in abundance.
Ikos: Piously hymning the Holy Trinity, O honored virgin martyr, thou didst show to those then benighted by the gloom of cruel wrath how the splendor of the Trinity illumineth the faithful. And thou didst elude the hands of the tyrant, fleeing the iniquitous like another Thecla, and didst pass through the midst of their snares. Wherefore, hymning thy repose, we truly honor thee, giving thanks to the one God Who, for thy sake, hath imparted divine healing for souls and bodies.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.