Irmos: Madly did the Chaldæan tyrant heat the furnace sevenfold for the pious ones; but, beholding them saved by a higher Power, he cried out to the Creator and Deliverer: Ye children, bless; ye priests, hymn; ye people, exalt Him supremely for all ages!
Truly thou wast shown to be the most fruitful vine of the Planter of creation, O martyr Glyceria, bearing the grapes of suffering, squeezed in the press of tortures and exuding the wine of compunction for those who chant unto Christ with faith: Ye children, bless; ye priests, hymn; ye people, exalt Him supremely for all ages!
Theotokion: Following thy words, O all-pure one, we bless thee, the blessed one who truly gave birth in the flesh to the blessed Master, the Bestower of light and Giver of life, Who dwelleth in never-waning Light, Whom do ye children, bless; ye priests, hymn; ye people, exalt supremely for all ages!
With unwavering resolve thou didst endure laceration by the sharp stones cast at thee, O glorious one; and thou didst pursue him who kept watch over thee, binding him with divine bonds when he freed himself from the falsehood of idolatry, and by thy discourse didst rightly lead him to chant as a martyr: Ye children, bless; ye priests, hymn; ye people, exalt Him supremely for all ages!
Like Daniel thou didst close the mouths of the wild beasts with the divine hymns of thy supplications, O most honored one, and didst quench the fire, denouncing the iniquitous; and with thy mortal body thou didst acquire immortality, emulating the angels, with whom thou dost chant: Ye children, bless; ye priests, hymn; ye people, exalt Him supremely for all ages!
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.