Irmos: Grant me a robe of light, O Thou Who coverest Thyself with light as with a garment, O most merciful Christ our God.
Kontakion, in Tone III: Spec. Mel.: “Today the Virgin…” —
Theotokion: O Theotokos, we the faithful declare thee to be the ark and temple of God, the animate bridal-chamber and portal of heaven.
Valiantly arrayed in the breast-plate of the Faith, O martyrs, ye grievously wounded the adverse enemy and foe.
In hymns we glorify the memory of Thy saints, O Christ, and unto Thee our God do we offer worship with faith.
Emulating Thy sufferings, O Christ, the glorious martyrs endured tortures. Through their supplications, save us all O God.
Receiving the gift of miracles from grace divine, O saints, ye work wonders unceasingly, cutting down all our passions with invisible skill, O divinely wise Cyrus and glorious John; for ye are divine physicians.
Ikos: Offering yourselves to God, O saints, ye endured every trial for His sake, dying zealously, O valiant martyrs; and even after your repose ye pour forth divine gifts upon all in divers infirmities, healing many of afflictions, of whom I am first, wretch that I am. For I ail in body and soul because of cruel wounds, and with faith I cry out to you: Heal me, for ye are divine physicians.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.