Irmos: The King of heaven, Whom the hosts of angels hymn, praise and exalt ye supremely for all ages!
Strange was thy thought; for thou, O virgin martyr, madest thine abode in a grave as in Eden, hymning Christ forever.
Theotokion: In manner transcending nature thou gavest birth unto God the Word, the Creator and Savior, O Virgin; wherefore, we honor thee, O pure one, forever.
Unable to endure that the magnificence and splendor of the beauty of thy virginity be dimmed, thou didst will to die and to live forever.
Having united thyself to Christ the life-creating and supernatural Bridegroom, O protomartyr, thou wast pleased that wild beasts be the preservers of thy virginity.
Having shed thy garment of corruption, O beautifully clad runner of Christ, thou didst pass on to the life which ageth not, forever.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.