Irmos: The divinely wise youths worshipped not a creation rather than the Creator, but, manfully trampling the threat of the fire underfoot, they rejoice, chanting: Blessed art Thou, the all-hymned God of our fathers!
O Virgin, thou wast not described by the many prophets and wast also unknown to the angels of heaven who minister to God; but now we all know thee to be the Theotokos, and are in need of thy help and aid, O blessed one.
O Virgin Theotokos, thou mountain curdled by the Spirit, which Habbakuk saw pouring forth the sweetness of healing upon the faithful: Heal us who cry out to thy Son: Blessed is the God of our fathers!
He Who bowed down the heavens made His abode within thee, O Virgin, and now regardeth thy supplication, fulfilling thy petitions, O pure Queen and Theotokos. To Him do thou now earnestly pray, for we place our hope in thee, O blessed one.
O Christ God, our Creator and Savior: Accept the entreaty of Thy Mother, which she offereth to Thee for us sinners, that, rejoicing, we may chant to Thee: O all-hymned God of our fathers, blessed art Thou!
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.