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!
Theotokion: Thou art the cleansing of souls and the mediatress of salvation for those who with faith and love proclaim thee to be the Mother of God and likewise cry out to thy Son: Blessed art Thou, O God of our fathers!
The torrents of the blood of Thine athletes pour forth healings upon those who praise their memory with faith and cry out earnestly to Thee, the Creator: Blessed art Thou, O God of our fathers!
The victors put the whole council of the iniquitous to shame, for, adorned with divine understanding and keenness of mind, and rejoicing while being slaughtered, they chanted: Blessed art Thou, O God of our fathers!
As they were wounded with love of Thee, O Christ, the compassionate mothers spared not their children, but, burned alive in the furnace, they chanted unto Thee, the Master, crying: Blessed art Thou, O God of our fathers!
Brightly lighting lamps of virginal struggle, the God-bearers, rejoicing with the wise virgins in the bridal chamber of God, cry out: Blessed art Thou, O God of our fathers!
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.