Irmos: O ye people, let us all chant a hymn of victory unto Him Who delivered Israel from the bitter bondage of Pharaoh, and led them dryshod in the depths of the sea, for He hath been glorified.
Illumined by the grace of the ruling Trinity, the two wondrous and honored unmercenaries grant healing unto all who approach with faith, ever pouring it forth.
Theotokion: The all-divine Son Who shone forth timelessly from the Father, and Who made His abode within thy womb, O Mother of God, ineffably clothed Himself wholly in man. To Him do we chant, for He hath been glorified.
O radiant servants of the Lord, pray for me who with faith beg to be granted the discourse of wisdom, that, rejoicing, I may hymn your honored festival.
Irmos: I will open my mouth, and with the Spirit will it be filled; and I shall utter discourse unto the Queen and Mother, and shall appear, keeping splendid festival; and, rejoicing, I will hymn her wonders.
Taught the mysteries by life-bearing discourse, shining forth like beacons in the world with the fervor of faith, ye easily drive away the darkness of suffering, O most blessed ones.
Honoring the memory of the unmercenary physicians today, with a pure heart and unsullied conscience let us hymn them, that through their intercession we may receive the grace of healing.
Submitting to the law of the Savior, O most glorious ones, ye rejected the enjoyment of pleasures; and, resplendent most radiantly with virtuous souls, ye achieved preëminence in the world, O right wondrous ones.
The earth gave rise to you, O divine unmercenaries, and heaven holdeth your souls, O glorious ones; for, having lived a heavenly life on earth, ye now rejoice on high together.
Having mastered the skill of treating men’s souls more than their bodies, O Luke, thou wast shown to be in all ways most good and inspired by the wisdom of God, wherewith thou treatest those who call upon thee.
O most blessed and divinely wise Apostle Luke, heal the passions of soul and body of those who hymn thee, cutting out the putrefaction of sin with the surgery of the mysteries of God.
The church wherein thy long-suffering body lieth is healing for the sick, O hieromartyr Antipas, and it emitteth the divine radiance of the Spirit.
Glory…: The sacred shrine of thy sacred relics poureth forth the myrrh of healings, dispelling the fœtid passions, O Antipas, and filling with sweet fragrance those who glorify thy memory.
Now & ever…: O Christ, we bring before Thee the Ever-virgin, who gave birth to Thee in the flesh, and the assembly of the unmercenary physicians, that they may entreat Thy might. Through their supplications grant peace to our life.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.