Irmos: It is not possible for men to behold God, upon Whom the ranks of angels dare not gaze; but through thee, O most pure one, hath the Word appeared incarnate unto men; and magnifying Him with the armies of heaven, we call thee blessed.
Thou wast seen to be like a ship riding the storm of the world without foundering, O God-bearer, seeing thy freight of good deeds safely to the beautiful harbors of rest, the kingdom of God and light.
Theotokion: With thy light, O Virgin, illumine me who am ever caught fast in the night of despondency, am cast down to the ground, and commit every sin through depravity of mind, that, saved by thee, I may hymn thee, the greatly hymned one.
Having armed thyself with the Cross as with a breastplate, thou didst strip bare the hordes of the enemy and enslave them under thy beautiful feet; and being a dutiful servant of the Master, thou didst deliver those in thrall to the enemy.
Standing as one crowned before Christ with the countless hosts of heaven, remember us who praise thee with love, that by thy prayers we may find mercy and deliverance from the evil and the cruel, O most lauded Conon.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.