Irmos: O Lord Who acquired us, the chosen people, by Thy Blood, grant us Thy peace, preserving Thy flock in oneness of mind.
Led in like a sheep ready for the slaughter, O most glorious Leontius, of thine own will thou didst stand up for Christ before the tyrant’s tribunal.
Theotokion: Rejoice, O pure and all-pure one who knewest not wedlock, O holy Mary, Bride of God, for Thou gavest birth unto God, Who hath rendered our race celestial.
He who was guilty of falsehood sought to drain away the strength of thy soul, disparaging the crucified Lord as a human malefactor.
“May the gods perish, who manifestly did not create the heaven and the earth, for the Crucified One is the Fashioner of all!”, thou didst say, O martyr.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.