Irmos: The Son and God, Who was begotten of the Father before the ages, and in latter times became incarnate of the Virgin Mother, hymn, ye priests, and exalt supremely for all ages!
Ever mindful of hell and death, O father, thou didst abstain from sin in every way; and now thou dwellest for all eternity in the kingdom of heaven.
Theotokion: Rejoice, O thou who art full of grace! Rejoice, O Ever-virgin! Rejoice, O Mother of God! Rejoice, O Queen of heaven, for all ages!
Irmos: Stretching forth his hands, Daniel shut the lions’ mouths in the pit; and the young lovers of piety, girded about with virtue, quenched the power of the fire, crying out: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!
Thou didst easily navigate the briny sea of life with the sail of asceticism, and thou dost now rejoice in the calm harbor of paradise for all ages.
Theotokion: He Who manifestly upholdeth and sustaineth all creation by divine power, the Ever-existent One, Who is equally enthroned with the Father and the divine Spirit, is held in thine arms as a babe, O all-pure one. To Him do we cry out: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!
All the days of thy life thou didst have streams of tears pouring from thine eyes, O venerable one, and now ineffable light doth illumine thee for all ages.
Seeing the firmness of thine opposition, O blessed one, the most wicked tyrant Leo once again cruelly condemned thee to exile; but with gladness thou didst endure this, crying aloud: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!
Perceiving that honor rendered to icons ascendeth to their Prototype, as a most lawful athlete thou didst run with haste to the arena; and, shown to be a victor, thou didst receive a crown, crying out: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!
The Lord of all gave thee a heavenly tabernacle in place of an earthly one, for instead of imprisonment thou didst discover the broad expanse of joy in the sweetness of Paradise, crying out with the martyrs: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!
Thou wast radiant with the noetic light of the divine Spirit, O blessed Theophanes; wherefore, thou dost now pour forth healings upon those who have recourse to thee in faith, that venerate thy holy shrine with love, and cry out: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.