Irmos: Stretching forth his hands, Daniel shut the lions’ mouths in the pit; and the young lovers of piety, girded about with virtue, quenched the power of the fire, crying out: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!
Having acquired thee as a vigilant guardian of our souls, O much suffering one, we are become rich, ever lulling to sleep demonic fantasies and stilling the raging waves of the flesh and the storm of evil thoughts for those who cry: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!
Theotokion: The shadow of the law and the proclamations of the prophets designated thee beforehand, O pure one full of the grace of God, as her who would ineffably become the Mother of our God. To Him do we all chant: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!
With the streams of thy sacred blood thou didst dye for thyself a purple robe which will never grow old; and, splendidly adorned, thou dwellest in the heavens, O blessed one, crying: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!
As a pure lamb, as an unblemished sacrifice, as a whole-burnt offering consumed by the burning coals of suffering, O wise martyr, thou didst bring thyself to Christ, the Judge of the contest, chanting: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.