Irmos: When the golden image was worshipped on the plain of Dura, Thy three youths spurned the ungodly command, and, cast into the midst of the fire, bedewed, they sang: Blessed art Thou, O God of our fathers!
Trampled by thy feet, the enemy and deceiver, who of old had ensnared thee, striving to apprehend thee with down-pourings of evil, cried aloud, saying: “Woe is me! I am vanquished by thine inviolable fellowship with God, O pure and all-praised Eudocia!”
Theotokion: Manifestly proclaiming thy divine birthgiving, O pure one, Gideon bore a bowl full of the water he had wrung from the fleece; for the whole Godhead made its abode within thee, O all-pure one: the blessed Fruit of thy womb.
Having mortified thy carnal-mindedness by great abstinence, thou bestowest resurrection upon the dead with thy boldness before God and thine unwavering entreaty, O Eudocia; for He fulfilleth the will of those who fear Him.
Thou didst bear the sufferings of Christ upon the shoulders of thy soul like an adornment fittingly divine, and didst attract Him by thy desire for incorruption; wherefore He betrothed thee as His bride, who criest out blamelessly: Blessed is the God of our fathers!
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.