Irmos: The command of the iniquitous tyrant, opposed to God, raised up a lofty flame; but Christ, Who is blessed and all-glorious, spread a spiritual dew upon the pious youths.
Theotokion: O all-glorious Virgin Mother, extinguish the furnace of our passions with thy loving-kindness, that with thine elect we may hymn thee forever.
We, the people of the city of Irkutsk, are filled with joy, assembling for thine honored glorification, that with one mouth and heart we may adore the consubstantial Trinity, Who hath glorified thee, and before Whom thou standest, O holy hierarch, praying for our souls.
O holy hierarch father Sophronius, as thou standest in the heavens forget not us below. Preserve us from every peril that assaileth us, and subdue all divisions and all contention, that, protected by thy supplications, we may pass the remaining time of our life untouched by grief.
The light of the threefold Sun rested upon thee, O holy hierarch Sophronius, and showed thee to be an all-radiant lamp for thy people, a healer and unmercenary physician for those who chant: Blessed art Thou, and supremely glorified!
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.