Irmos: O Christ Who bearest all things by Thine unapproachable power, Thou didst bedew Thy venerable children who cried out amid the flame: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!
The rivers Aragva and Kura, flowing round about the city of Mtskheta, which preserved the robe of the Lord, bear word of the glory of Queen Tamara to Pontus and even unto the limits of the earth, calling upon all the mountains and hills to cry: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!
Theotokion: Beholding the glorious ascension of Christ, O Mother of God, full of ineffable joy thou didst cry out, dancing: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!
This is the chosen and holy day whereon we celebrate the sufferings of your martyrdom, O new martyrs, and, taking up our feasting anew, we hymn Christ as God forever.
Irmos: This is the appointed and holy day, the one king and lord of Sabbaths, the feast of feasts and solemnity of solemnities, whereon we bless Christ forever.
O wise queen, thou didst diligently cultivate the vine which the equal of the apostles, the enlightener of Iberia, planted, producing fruit for the Lord; and drinking the wine of compunction, thou criest out: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!
Theotokion: Thy Son, Who cast down the dominion of death, O Virgin, hath, as mighty God, by His own resurrection raised us up and deified us; wherefore, we hymn Him forever.
Come, ye who love the feasts of the Church, and with new hymnody today let us celebrate the triumph of the martyrs; and celebrating the resurrection of Christ anew, let us hymn Him as God forever.
O holy Nina, who planted the seed of the Christian Faith in the land of Iberia, and thou, O glorious Tamara, who hast caused it to grow: greeting the assembly of the venerable of your land, rejoice and chant: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!
Bearing in thy hands the Cross and palm-branches, O wise Euphemius, undaunted thou didst bow thy head beneath the sword, and didst obtain the kingdom of Christ, crying aloud unto Him: Hosanna forever!
Lift up your eyes and gaze about, O trinity of new martyrs, and behold those who have gathered together, who love you with all their soul, and preserve us as friends, brethren and supplicants, who hymn your divine memory.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.