Irmos: Neither in wisdom, nor in power, nor yet in riches do we boast, but in Thee, O Christ, the hypostatic Wisdom of the Father; for none is holy save Thee, O Thou Who lovest mankind.
Sessional hymn, in Tone VIII: Spec. Mel.: “Of the Wisdom…”—
Made steadfast by the power of Christ, O most excellent ones, with firm resolve ye passed through fire and water to the heavens, suffering the while.
Theotokion: Having acquired thee as a renowned intercessor, O Mother of God, and placing our trust in thee, we are saved, and having recourse to thee we are kept safe.
Taking heart with an unfaltering hope of things to come, O most glorious martyrs, with most courageous resolve ye put aside the pangs of the present.
Glory…, Now & ever…: Theotokion—
Reasoning like the three youths in Babylon, O most lauded ones, bedewed by the Spirit ye were shown to quench the fire of the Persians’ foolishness.
Suffering in their struggle, with hope the right glorious ones ran the race of piety unharmed, strengthened by their crowns; for utterly destroying the adversaries, they gained their victory without faltering. Wherefore, they ever pour forth a multitude of healings abundantly upon those who ask with faith. To them we cry out together: Entreat Christ God, that He grant remission of sins to those who honor your holy memory with love!
All of us, the generations of men, call thee blessed, as the Virgin who, alone among women, gave birth without seed to God in the flesh; for the fire of the Godhead dwelt within thee, and thou givest suck to the Creator and Lord as a babe. Wherefore, we, the generation of angels and of men, glorify thine all-holy birthgiving as is meet, and together we cry out to thee: Entreat Christ God, that He grant remission of offenses unto those who with faith worship thine all-holy birthgiving.
Stavrotheotokion—
Beholding the Lamb, Shepherd and Deliverer upon the Cross, the ewe-lamb cried out, weeping, and bitterly lamenting, exclaimed: “The world rejoiceth, receiving deliverance through Thee; but my womb doth burn, beholding Thy crucifixion, which Thou endurest in the loving-kindness of Thy mercy. O long-suffering Lord, Abyss and inexhaustible Wellspring of mercy: Take pity, and grant remission of offenses unto those who with faith hymn Thy divine sufferings.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.