¶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
As a temple of the three-Sunned Godhead, thou didst cast down the passions of thy soul as though they were graven images.
¶3
Theotokion: As thou gavest birth unto the never-setting Sun, O Theotokos, enlighten me who am wholly darkened by the passions.
¶4
Having slain the wisdom of thy flesh, O God-bearer, thou didst raise up the dead through the activity of the Spirit.
¶5
Thou wast shown to be a dispeller of unclean spirits, O father; for thou wast a pure abode of the Holy Spirit.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.