Irmos: O ye people, let us send up a hymn unto our wondrous God, Who freed Israel from bondage, singing and crying out a hymn of victory unto Thee Who alone art Master.
Theotokion: Rejoice, O all-holy temple, fleece bedewed by God, sealed fountain pouring forth immortality! O Mistress, preserve thy flock from assault by all our enemies.
Standing before the throne of Christ as a right acceptable priest and a most excellent martyr, O thrice-blessed Zenobius, from the temptations of life deliver those who with love honor thy radiant memory.
Enlightened by the radiance of the effulgence of the three-fold Sun, thou didst dispel the gloom of the false religion of the pagans; and, having illumined all with the light of thy words, thou hast now passed over to never-waning splendor.
Revealed as a noetic coal kindled by the fire of the divine Spirit, thou didst set the hearts of all afire with desire for God, O initiate of the sacred mysteries, and didst utterly consume all falsehood.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.