Ode VIII

Irmos: The King of heaven, Whom the hosts of angels hymn, praise and exalt ye supremely for all ages!

Thou wast comely in the beauty of thy wounds, O most honored one, and, remaining an incorrupt virgin, didst join thyself to Christ, the comely Word Who was incarnate for our sake from the Virgin. To Him do we cry out: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!

Theotokion: Thou dost drive away assaults of temptations and the incursions of the passions, O Virgin, that we may hymn and exalt thee, the pure one, supremely forever.

O holy fathers and instructors in Orthodoxy, disdain not those who are in need of your aid, who hymn and exalt Christ supremely forever.

Irmos: Stretching forth his hands, Daniel shut the lions’ mouths in the pit; and the young lovers of piety, girded about with virtue, quenched the power of the fire, crying out: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!

Beset by all the assaults of those who tortured thee, thou didst valiantly endure the agony of the blazing wheel, the burning of red-hot goads, being cast into the deep, and the uprooting of thy teeth and nails, O honored one, magnifying Christ forever.

Theotokion: Thou hast been shown to be more exalted than the heavens, O all-pure one, having given birth to the God of heaven Who maketh heavenly the whole nature of mortals, and hath enlightened the honored memory of Charitina. To Him let us chant: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!

Heal the impotence of our souls, and from ailments of the body raise up those who cry out and exalt Christ supremely forever.

Thy feet were adorned with the beauties of pain, O glorious one; wherefore, they did not become wet when thou didst walk upon the waters, for the glorious angel of God was with thee, O virgin martyr; and with him thou didst cry out: Bless the Lord, all ye works of the Lord!

A wealth of healings do ye pour forth upon those who have recourse to you, the favorites of God, and who with faith hymn and exalt Christ supremely forever.

It is a wonder which doth astonish every mind how, after thy death, the deep which had received thy relics gave them up to thy father, who paternally buried them; and, treasuring the grace which doth emanate from thee, O Charitina, he receiveth the kingdom of heaven.