Ode IV

Irmos: I have considered Thy dispensation, O Almighty One, and with fear have I glorified Thee, O Savior.

Manifestly ascending to divine love, O godly ones, ye acquired neither the luster of gold nor silver.

Theotokion: Let those who do not confess thee to be the Theotokos now be smitten in the face, O all-pure Mistress.

Lo! the glorious and most radiant memorial of the divinely brilliant physicians hath shone forth, gladdening the hearts of the Christian people who have recourse to their healing relics.

Irmos: Perceiving the inscrutable counsel of God, — the Incarnation of Thee, the Most High, from the Virgin — the Prophet Habbakuk cried aloud: Glory to Thy power, O Lord!

Resplendent with divine miracles, the unmercenaries do good unto all, bestowing grace.

Exceeding good is it to remember today the all-praised greatmartyr Panteleimon and his glorious instructor Hermolaus, as among the foremost unmercenaries.

Stretching forth your healing hands, ye showed yourselves to be wise physicians of the pain of sufferings.

With mouth and heart let us all hymn Hermolaus and Panteleimon, the athletes of Christ, crying: Rejoice, O our healers, ye intercessors and helpers of this community!

Through the sacred entreaties of Hermolaus and Panteleimon, the namesake of mercy, take not Thy mercy away from us, O most merciful Lord, and, having pity as is Thy wont, deliver us from evils.

O Panteleimon, thou wast shown to be splendid in thy manner of life and yet more splendid in thy struggles, enriched with knowledge from on high, which thy works proclaim; and thou takest pity upon all who call upon thee for help.

Thou takest away every ailment from those who flee to thy protection, O healer. And now, visit those who pray to thee with faith, and deliver them from multifarious infirmities.

Glory…: O Panteleimon, thou adornment of the honored unmercenaries, ornament of the holy martyrs and physician of the infirm: Be thou a mediator for us before the all-holy Trinity.

Now & ever…: Thy grace and the surpassing wealth of Thy love for mankind fill thy most good Mother and the all-honored unmercenaries to overflowing, as they were a cup.