¶1
Irmos: Waking at dawn, we cry to Thee: Save us, O Lord! For Thou art our God, and we know none other than Thee.
¶2
Theotokion: Cleanse thou my soul, which hath been defiled by carnal pleasures through the treachery of the serpent, O Virgin.
¶3
Having risen at dawn unto the never-waning Sun and Master, O divinely wise emperor, thou wast filled with light.
¶4
Wearing love and perfect loving-kindness like a robe of royal purple, thou hast now made thine abode in the kingdom on high.
¶5
O Helena, thou hast joined the choirs of the incorporeal ones, having pleased God by thy virtuous works.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.