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!
Having carefully tended the pyre of thy heart, which is fed with torrents of tears and the blood of martyrdom, O venerable one, thou now dwellest in a chamber not fashioned by the hands of men, crying out: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!
Theotokion: Break apart the heavy chains of my falls, O pure and most lauded one who hast set aright the fall of Adam by thy birthgiving; and bring us to cry with pure thought: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!
Thou wast shown to be the adornment of fasters and martyrs, O venerable Nicon; for in both wast thou content, gaining over the one enemy victories which astonish the mind, and crying out: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!
Irrigating souls with blood, thou didst move them to divine zeal, O venerable one, and with thy martyr’s wounds thou didst wound the horde of the demons, showing forth thy name as fitting, and crying out: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.