Irmos: Once, in Babylon, the children of Abraham trampled upon the flame of the furnace, crying aloud in hymns: O God of our fathers, blessed art Thou!
Having endured multifarious tortures, O martyr, thou hast freed many from manifold torments and the grief which is to come, crying out: O God of our fathers, blessed art Thou!
Theotokion: Adorned with the crowns of martyrdom, the maidens were brought before God Who shone forth from the Virgin, chanting in hymnody: Blessed art Thou, O Christ!
By thee, O holy hierarch, was Russia washed with the dew-giving water of grace, and the scales fell away from its noetic eyes in the holy font. It recognized the one Creator, and crieth out with faith: Blessed is the God of our fathers!
Irmos: The Angel caused the furnace to pour forth dew upon the pious youths, and the command of God, which consumed the Chaldæans, prevailed upon the tyrant to cry out: Blessed art Thou, O God of our fathers!
Making thyself a house of the Trinity, O blessed one, thou didst destroy the temples of the idols and didst raise up temples to the Word Who seeth all things, for the salvation of the people.
Theotokion: O pure Virgin, we call thee the golden ring, adorned as with a precious diamond by Christ’s union with the flesh. Wherefore, we cry out with love: Blessed art thou alone, whose Son is the God of our fathers!
When thou wast filled with gladness after baptism, O city of Kiev, the abominable idols lamented. And the idol Perun, which was the first of them to be dragged away, cried out bitterly. Wherefore, the people, acknowledging their former error, cried out with thee, O Michael: Blessed is the God of our fathers!
Thou wast shown to be a performer of the sacred rites, and didst first offer thyself fervently to thy Master as a sacrifice; and sacrificing to Him later, thou givest Him to pious souls for their salvation.
Placing the golden ring of the new grace upon the hand of Russia, O hierarch Michael, thou didst betroth her, the Church of the nations, as a pure bride unto Christ. And spiritually rejoicing to this day, she crieth aloud: blessed is the God of our fathers!
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.