Irmos: Once, in Babylon, the youths who had come forth from Judæa trod down the flame of the furnace with their faith in the Trinity, chanting: O God of our fathers, blessed art Thou!
With Paul thou didst cry out, O Martyr: “What can separate me from the love of Christ? Neither tribulation, nor affliction, nor wounds, nor the sword!” Wherefore, thou didst also cry out: O God of our fathers, blessed art Thou!
Theotokion: We have all been delivered from passions and misfortunes, from evil circumstances and multifarious afflictions, by thine entreaties, O all-pure Virgin Mother of God, crying aloud: O God of our fathers, blessed art Thou!
Thou didst set thy feet upon the rock of thy divine confession, showing thyself to be unshaken by the turmoil of tribulations. Wherefore, thou didst cry out: O God of our fathers, blessed art Thou!
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.