Irmos: Neither in wisdom, nor in power, nor yet in riches do we boast, but in Thee, O Christ, the hypostatic Wisdom of the Father; for none is holy save Thee, O Thou Who lovest mankind.
Sessional hymn, in Tone IV: Spec. Mel.: “Having been lifted up…”—
Stripped naked for thy struggles, thou didst enter the fray, fortifying thy weakness with the power of the Cross; wherefore, thou hast cast down the boastful serpent.
Theotokion: The Wisdom of God, finding thee to be an all-pure habitation, became incarnate of thy pure blood, and showed thee forth to be incorrupt even after giving birth.
Through a temporary death thou didst find immortal glory, and for the sake of the pangs of thy flesh thou didst find eternal delight, as thou didst desire, O invincible martyr.
Through uttermost love thou didst truly pass over from corruption to incorruption, and didst make thine abode in joy, becoming a companion of the angels, O Mocius.
With praises let the glorious Mocius be honored: the athlete renowned by all, who utterly brought down the enemy and mightily endured fiery torment; for he endured unbearable tortures and was beheaded, and as one crowned hath entered in, rejoicing, unto Christ.
Glory…, Now & ever…, from the Pentecostarion.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.