¶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
Emulating the Master in all things, O all-praised one, thou didst stand, condemned, before the tribunal of the iniquitous.
¶3
Theotokion: O Mary Theotokos who knewest not wedlock, render vain the expectation of the enemy, and gladden those who hymn thee.
¶4
Struggling lawfully, like an innocent lamb thou wast slaughtered for the Master by the hands of the iniquitous, O blessed one.
¶5
Thou didst reckon neither family nor earthly rank higher than thy Christianity, O glorious martyr.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.