Irmos: Once, in Babylon, the fire stood in awe of the condescension of God; wherefore, the youths, dancing with joyous step in the furnace, as in a meadow, chanted: Blessed art Thou, O God of our fathers!
The glorious martyrs, adorned with the vesture of the priesthood, which they made yet more sacred by their blood, chanted, joining chorus in the vision of God: Blessed art Thou, O God of our fathers!
Theotokion: Behold! now the divine prophecy of the godly David hath been fulfilled! For with love the four martyrs entreat thy countenance, O pure one, crying out to Him Who became incarnate of thee: Blessed art Thou, O God of our fathers!
Illumined with divine light, O blessed one, thou didst denounce the cruelty of the rhetors in the depths of the furnace, yet wast not consumed therein, crying: Blessed art Thou, O God of our fathers!
The arrogant governor could not bear the wise words whereby thou didst denounce the most abominable and false deities, and, spitting upon them, thou didst chant, rejoicing: Blessed art Thou, O God of our fathers!
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.