Irmos: Thou art my strength, O Lord, Thou art my power; Thou art my God, Thou art my joy, Who, without leaving the bosom of the Father, hast visited our lowliness. Wherefore, with the Prophet Habbakuk I cry unto Thee: Glory to Thy power, O Thou Who lovest mankind!
Wishing to flee the broad path that leadeth to destruction, O venerable ones, ye chose the desert as a habitation for yourselves and adopted voluntary poverty, laying up spiritual treasure in heaven. Wherefore, ye discovered Christ, the priceless Pearl, and ye glorified His most wondrous economy for you.
Theotokion: Daughter of mortal Adam, and Mother of God art thou truly, O Theotokos, who gavest birth ineffably to thy Creator and Lord, Who redeemeth the generation of Adam from corruption. Glory to the ineffable counsel of God!
The ranks of angels were amazed, beholding mortal men taking upon themselves the ministry of the angels, and were nourished most wondrously with the most pure Body and Blood of Christ; and with awe they cried out to God: Glory to Thy loving-kindness, O Thou Who lovest mankind! Glory to Thy condescension, O Christ! Glory to Thy power, O Lord!
O Christ, Thou didst glorify Thy servants, bestowing strength upon them to confront the demons, ever strengthening them for their struggles, and especially, sending them an angel and vouchsafing them mystically the divine communion of Thy Body and Blood. Glory to Thy power, O Lord!
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.