Irmos: The children of Israel in the furnace, shining more brightly than gold in a crucible in the beauty of their piety, said: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord; hymn and exalt Him supremely for all ages!
Today the splendid memorial of the martyrs hath dawned upon us, illumining with the light of healings us who cry aloud: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord; hymn and exalt Him supremely for all ages!
Theotokion: The sacred choir of divine prophets doth proclaim thee, O all-immaculate one, to be the Mother of the God to Whom all cry out: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord, and exalt Him supremely forever!
O most blessed Carpus, thou hast been adorned as a hierarch, as a divine prophet, as a witness to the sufferings of Christ, as a divine standard, O all-blessed one, chanting: Hymn the Lord, ye works, and exalt Him supremely forever!
The streams of the blood of thy suffering utterly overwhelming the torrents of ungodliness, O martyr Papylas, thou wast shown to be a wellspring of healings for those who cry: Hymn the Lord, ye works, and exalt Him supremely forever!
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.