Irmos: I will open my mouth, and with the Spirit will it be filled; and I shall utter discourse unto the Queen and Mother, and shall appear, keeping splendid festival; and, rejoicing, I will hymn her wonders.
To the broad expanse of thy praises guide the narrowness of my mind, O blessed and all-lauded martyr, and send down light upon my heart, which hymneth thy luminous and glorious memory.
Theotokion: In that thou didst receive the fullness of the whole Divinity, O most immaculate one, thou hast been revealed as the mediatress of joy for us; wherefore, like the angel, O divinely joyous one, together we all cry out to thee: Rejoice!
The Church doth recognize thee as a star of great brilliance, illumining its firmament with the radiance of thy sufferings, O all-blessed and most wise Mocius, thou adornment of martyrs.
Thou didst destroy ungodliness with thy blood and didst rout the enemy with the struggles of thy warfare, and, consumed by fire, thou didst burn up all the vanity of the impious.
Beaten with a rod and tortured with fire, O divinely blessed Mocius, thou becamest more lustrous than gold, an image of the sufferings of Christ and a champion of the Faith.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.