Irmos: Once, in Babylon, the fiery furnace divided its activity at the command of God, consuming the Chaldæans, but bedewing the faithful, who chant: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!
Inured to obedience and boundless abstinence, thou didst extinguish the flame of the passions, O Paul, and delighting in the coolness of dispassion thou didst cry out to Christ God: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!
Theotokion: Dispel from us the slumber of the eyes of our heart, O Theotokos; free thou our mind which is held captive by sin; and sanctify our lips, that we may unceasingly cry out to thy Son and God: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!
Irmos: Madly did the Chaldæan tyrant heat the furnace sevenfold for the pious ones; but, beholding them saved by a higher Power, he cried out to the Creator and Deliverer: Ye children, bless; ye priests, hymn; ye people, exalt Him supremely for all ages!
Like an eagle in flight thou didst soar aloft to the heavens in spirit, gazing fearlessly upon Christ, the Sun of righteousness, and revealing thy desires to Him in thy purity of heart; wherefore, quickly receiving the fulfillment thereof, thou didst cry out in thanksgiving: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!
Theotokion: O all-pure one who supernaturally gavest birth to God, Who is able to give life to all things, raise up my soul, which hath been slain by sins and hath been harmed by the venomous sting of the serpent, yet crieth out: Ye children, bless; ye priests, hymn; ye people, exalt Him supremely for all ages!
O most simple, most wise, most obedient, guileless, exceeding patient Paul our father, what shall we call thee? With what manner of praises shall we laud thee? Yet in the compunction of our hearts let us cry out to Christ Who hath glorified thee: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!
The almighty activity of the Holy Spirit, making its abode within thy most pure soul, showed thee to be a God-pleasing preacher and divine herald hymning the Deliverer in sanctity and praising Him with faith: Ye priests, hymn; ye people, exalt Him supremely for all ages!
Having examined the ineffable structures of the mysteries of Christ with pious inquiry, thou didst clearly elucidate them with thy high eloquence and the most sweet composition of thy proclamations, crying out unceasingly: Ye priests, hymn; ye people, exalt Him supremely for all ages!
The grace which is most rich filled thee with most divine inspiration and theology; wherefore thou hast poured forth doctrines like rivers, gladdening the choirs of the apostles, with whom thou now dost chant: Ye priests, hymn; ye people, exalt Him supremely for all ages!
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.