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!
Probing the depths of the abyss of goodness and compassion, thou didst show thyself to be a surety of salvation for those who fervently repent and cry out to the Lord with all their soul: Blessed is the God of our fathers!
Theotokion: O all-pure one, thou didst conceive Him Who is God and Lord over all, Whose good pleasure it was to save the human race from corruption and death. Hymning Him as is meet, we cry: Blessed is the God of our fathers!
Thou settest aright every thought by thy teachings, O Chrysostom, and healest spiritual infirmities, as one most compassionate; and thou chantest in gladness to those who run well the race: Blessed is the God of our fathers!
As elect, venerable, guileless, a priest of the Most High, splendidly arrayed in righteousness, O thou who art most rich, thou hast been exalted, crying out with gladness: Blessed is the God of our fathers!
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.