¶1
Irmos: I heard report of Thee and was afraid, O Lord; I understood Thy works, and marvelled and cried out: Glory to Thy power, O Lord!
¶2
Thou didst adorn thy soul, mortifying carnal knowledge; wherefore, thou beholdest the beauties of heaven.
¶3
Theotokion: O Mother of God, save thy flock unharmed by any malice, for thee do we have as our deliverance amid evil circumstances.
¶4
Thou wast righteous and guileless, truthful and blameless, faithful and pious, O all-praised one.
¶5
Exalted in divine humility, thou didst bring down the enemy, O blessed one, being glorious in heaven and on earth.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.