Irmos: Burning in the furnace, the fire quaked with fear; and the children were bedewed and said, chanting: Blessed art Thou, Who alone existest, O God of our fathers!
“The terrors of torments are for me the means whereby I may obtain delight; for neither fire nor wounds will separate me from Him Who truly loveth me!” cried the martyr.
Theotokion: By thy birthgiving, O all-pure Virgin, thou didst annul the curse of Eve our first mother; for thou art the Mother of the Master of all, who hast mediated joy for all.
Strengthened by the support of Christ, O glorious one, contending, thou didst cast the adversary down to the ground; and, true to thy name, thou didst show thyself to be the goodly victor over the tyrant.
Thou didst put the devil to shame and didst gladden the angels with thy sufferings, O glorious one; and thou didst cry out to Christ: Blessed art Thou alone, O God of our fathers!
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.