Irmos: The three youths in Babylon, having put to mockery the tyrant’s command, cried out amid the flames: Blessed art Thou, O Lord God of our fathers!
Theotokion: As Mother of God the unoriginate Word, O Mistress, I beg thee in compunction to deliver me from irrational passions, as the youths were delivered from the Chaldæan furnace, that, rejoicing with them, I may chant: Blessed art Thou, O Lord God of our fathers!
The fire of divine love being within you, O Sergius and Herman, the flame of lust and the fire of wrath were transformed into dew. Wherefore, rejoicing, ye chanted in quietude: Blessed art Thou, O Lord God of our fathers!
As the youths did not serve the golden idol, so the venerable ones did not serve their flesh, but, crucifying it with its passions and lusts, as did the Apostle Paul, they subjected it to their spirit and, being made honored temples of the Holy Spirit, cried out: Blessed art Thou, O Lord God of our fathers!
As preservers of purity, the lovers of wisdom made themselves an abode for the most pure Godhead, and while in the flesh, through the mystic action of the Comforter, they were caught up to see things which transcend the world, chanting: Blessed art Thou, O Lord God of our fathers!
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.