Irmos: Once, in Babylon, the children of Abraham trampled upon the flame of the furnace, crying aloud in hymns: O God of our fathers, blessed art Thou!
Following the steps of Abraham in fulfilling the commandments, O holy one, thou didst offer a pure mind unto the Master, as he offered up Isaac; wherefore, from this life thou hast passed over to the land flowing with endless sweetness. O Nestor, converser with our God-bearing fathers, pray thou that I too may dwell therein.
Theotokion: I have strayed from the path of righteousness and have not set my feet upon the straight paths but, lost among the sheer precipices of the passions, I have wounded my heels on the thorns of sin; yet, limping, I hasten to thy goodness, and pray, O Mistress, that thou heal me, for thou art the cure of my soul.
Translated from this passion-fraught world, thou hast passed over to the world of dispassion, where thou dwellest with the children of peace. Forsake not us who are in this world, but entreat thy Creator, that we may have a share with thee, chanting: Blessed art Thou, O God!
Thou didst not incline thy heart unto words of evil in this greatly tumultuous life, O venerable one; wherefore, having passed untroubled through the aerial spirits of evil, thou didst reach the gates of heaven, which do thou make haste to open unto us by thy supplications, in that thou art blessed.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.