¶1
Irmos: The King of heaven, Whom the hosts of angels hymn, praise and exalt ye supremely for all ages!
¶2
Truly planted by divine waters by thy faith in the Lord, thou wast shown to be a life-bearing tree, O all-blessed one.
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Theotokion: O Mother of God, raise me up who have been bowed down by pain and have fallen, that I may glorify thee for all ages.
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Adorned with the beauty of their precious confession of the Lord, the athletes have fittingly received crowns from heaven.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.