Irmos: Eve, through weakness, abode under the curse of disobedience; but thou, O Virgin Theotokos, hast put forth blessing for the world through the Offspring of thy child-bearing. Wherefore, we all magnify thee.
The sores inflicted during your martyrdom emit a fragrance full of grace, and the blood therefrom poureth forth torrents of healings through the divine Spirit, and healeth soul-destroying passions; and we bless them as is meet.
Theotokion: Shown to be the bearer of the Creator of all in manner past all understanding, O all-immaculate one, thou wast shown to be more exalted than the heavens and as having dominion over all, O undefiled Virgin Theotokos. Wherefore, we all unceasingly magnify thee.
Comely in the beauty of thy wounds, thou didst become like unto the angels, O Codratus; and seated upon the blood which thou hadst shed as upon a chariot, thou didst soar aloft to the kingdom on high, receiving honors for thy pangs.
Pouring forth divine sweetness from thy mouth, O martyr Codratus, thou didst exhort the company of athletes to suffer with thee: Anectus and Paul, Crescens, Cyprian and the godly Dionysius; and with them thou dost join chorus, O right wondrous one.
We all honor the day of the celebration of your suffering, O passion-bearers; for thereon, having taken up the crown of incorruption, ye became sons of the light and the day, forming a choir around the throne of the King of all.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.