Irmos: I pour forth my prayer unto the Lord, and to Him do I declare my grief; for my soul is full of evil and my life hath drawn nigh unto hell, and like Jonah I pray: Lead me up from corruption, O God!
Kontakion & ikos of the Resurrection, in Tone II.
Becoming a god by adoption through deification by Christ, Who is God in essence, O blessed one, thou didst set aright the sufferings of natural disability, healing infirmities and straightway curing the demonized with grace divine.
Theotokion: Knowing thee to be a powerful helper, O thou who art most good, we offer thee supplication with all our soul: Attend and hearken unto us, O Mistress, and deliver thy servants from the wrath and vengeance of God.
John the ship-owner is truly worthy of great hymnody, as is the steadfast youth John, who showed himself to be another Maccabee through the grace of God. And with them let John, the boast of Bulgaria, be likewise hymned.
Irmos: Cleanse me, O Savior, for many are my transgressions; and lead me up from the abyss of evils, I pray, for to Thee have I cried, and Thou hast hearkened to me, O God of my salvation.
Kontakion, in Tone II: Spec. Mel: “Seeking the highest...”—
Thou didst flee the multitude of people who approached thee, and didst seek out yet more remote ravines, avoiding the empty praises of human glories.
Theotokion: As an animate ark thou didst receive the Word Who is without beginning; as a holy sanctuary thou didst contain the Creator; as a fiery throne thou dost bear the Master of all creation, O Mother of God.
The venerable Joasaph suffered, and with him Joseph of Syria struggled lawfully, as did the glorious Cosmas, the divine preacher of grace, who is adorned with a twofold crown.
Looking upon all the glory of the corrupt world as a dream, thou didst love the higher glories of the only living God, O wise one, and wast rightly vouchsafed to be a partaker thereof.
All praise appertaineth to the most chaste Kyranna, and to the venerable Cyprian who also endure torture; and hieromonk Constantius the Russian is worthy of laudation.
Having armed thyself divinely with spiritual purity and having mightily taken up unceasing prayer as a spear, thou didst cut down legions of demons, O Cyriacus our father. Pray thou unceasingly in behalf of us all.
O wondrous passion-bearers, Christ hath multiplied you in His Church like cedars unbroken by tortures, and by His grace He hath made your souls white beyond all earthly whiteness.
Ikos: How shall I praise thy struggles, wretch that I am, O venerable father? How shall I pour forth a torrent of tears? For, soaring aloft in thy life, thou didst reach the choirs of angels. Truly thou didst slay all the passions by abstinence, O wise one, and, having enslaved thy flesh, didst subject it to thy spirit. And, possessed of the sword of prayer, thou didst set at naught the prince of darkness. Pray thou unceasingly in behalf of us all.
Like roses and lilies ye blossomed forth in the courts of the Lord, O most honored athletes, perfuming those who faithfully call upon you with the sweet fragrance of your struggles.
In the midst of the winter of captivity ye showed yourselves to be like blossoms of narcissus and hyacinth, O ye who are blessed of God, and with your sweet fragrance ye gladden the spiritual senses of those who kiss your relics.
Mercifully regard the entreaty of Thine unworthy servants, O Father, Son and Holy Spirit, and of Thine omnipotent aid deprive us not who honor Thy new martyrs, but rescue us from sufferings and temptations.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.