Irmos: Deliver us not up utterly, for Thy holy name’s sake, neither disannul Thou Thy covenant, and cause not Thy mercy to depart from us, O Lord God of our fathers, Who art supremely hymned forever.
Theotokion: Offer supplication, O all-pure Virgin Mistress, unto our God Who was born of thee, and Who through thee hath restored Adam and renewed our nature, that we may all cry out to thee: O all-pure one, blessed is the Fruit of thy womb!
By divine preservation was thy precious body kept intact, O divinely wise Sergius, which was covered wholly by the earth for many years, and it emerged, untouched by any harm. And we, thy children, beholding it, cry out with joy: Blessed is the God of our fathers!
Irmos: Once, in Babylon, the youths who had come forth from Judæa trod down the flame of the furnace with their faith in the Trinity, chanting: O God of our fathers, blessed art Thou!
Theotokion: Grant us unexpected joy, O those who received the angel’s “Rejoice!”, that we may cry out with a great voice: Blessed art Thou, O God our Deliverer!
Thou wast clothed in the raiment of gladness, and thy precious head was crowned with a wreath of joy; and thou hast entered in splendor into the heavenly bridal-chamber of Christ the King, receiving honor for thy labors, and chanting to the Lord: Blessed is the God of our fathers!
Resplendent in thy radiant life, O wondrous Sergius, in this life thou didst attain unto the ranks of the incorporeal ones; and thou now joinest chorus with them before the throne of the God of all, Whom do thou beg, that He grant remission of sins unto those who with love celebrate the memory of the uncovering of thy precious relics.
The saints were slaughtered like lambs for the transgression of their people, and were led, mute, to the struggle which awaited them, lifting their eyes unto Jesus, the Author of faith.
Cast into the shaft, like the three children in the furnace the holy martyrs chanted the hymn of victory over death, singing: Blessed art Thou, O God our Deliverer!
“Blessed are ye who henceforth die in the Lord; ye shall find rest from your labors,” said the Holy Spirit, commanding us also to cry: Blessed art Thou, O God our Deliverer!
It is fitting that we honor those who suffered mightily for the Lord, who cast down the machinations of the enemy and chant together: Blessed art Thou, O God our Deliverer!
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.