Irmos: Stretching forth his hands, Daniel shut the lions' mouths in the pit; and the young lovers of piety, girded about with virtue, quenched the power of the fire, crying out: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!
Thou hast received the riches of the nations, the homage of kings, and fame, O apostle, crying out: Hymn the Lord, all ye works of the Lord, and exalt Him supremely for all ages!
Theotokion: Thy soul doth magnify our Lord, O Mistress, and thy spirit rejoiceth in thy God, Savior and Son. How would we be able to chant this hymn if thou thyself hadst not been pleased to say prophetically, “All generations will call me blessed”?
Thy heart hath reached forth to all who pray to thee with love, O holy hierarch John, and who remember the struggle of thy whole industrious life and thy painless and easy repose, O faithful servant of the all-pure Directress.
Irmos: The children, forming a universal chorus in the furnace, chanted to Thee, the Creator of all: Hymn the Lord, all ye works, and exalt Him supremely for all ages!
All the effulgence of the Comforter which descended didst thou receive, O blessed and glorious one, crying: Hymn the Lord, all ye works of the Lord, and exalt Him supremely for all ages!
Theotokion: Come, let us hymn the beauty of Jacob, the all-pure Mary, chanting together: Hymn the Lord, all ye works of the Lord, and exalt Him supremely for all ages!
Naught could hinder thee when thou didst visit thy children in the hospital—neither rain, nor storm, nor gloom of night—betimes when no one summoned thee, O good shepherd; but thou didst foresee their need in spirit, the Lord aiding and pointing the way to thee, that all may glorify the God of our fathers.
Disdaining corruptible things, thou didst prefer heavenly glory, which thou didst know is abiding, O apostle; wherefore, thou didst cry: Hymn the Lord, all ye works of the Lord, and exalt Him supremely for all ages!
When the Orthodox kingdoms on earth fell and were consigned to oblivion, thou didst not cease to pray that victory be given to right-believing kings, refusing to alter the ancient hymns, in that their dominion had been blessed by the God of our fathers.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.