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.
Now and ever...
Sessional hymn, in Tone VIII: Spec. Mel: “Of the Wisdom...”—
“Neither the sword, nor fire shall separate me from the love of Christ; and I hold your threats to be like the pratings of children!” thou didst cry out with faith to those who sought to compel thee to sacrifice.
“I fear that tormenting fire which cannot be quenched, and I desire life which cannot be taken away!” thou didst cry out to the tormentor, O Eudoxius. Behold, O thou that woundest my body, I shall not serve thine idols!
“The gods whom thou dost worship are gold and silver. They have mouths, but speak not; ears have they, yet hear not; legs they have, but cannot walk. But my God is the Creator of all!” thou didst exclaim.
By thy prayers may we be delivered from grievous transgressions, O pure Theotokos, and may we acquire the radiance of the Son of God Who was ineffably incarnate of thee, O all-holy one.
Having amassed heavenly riches, thou didst scatter them, offering them to the poor; and thy bread didst thou give unto the hungry. Wherefore, having acquired incorruptible life, thou didst shine forth in thy confession of Christ. Therefore, taking courage and suffering lawfully, thou hast received from God a crown for thy labors, O passion-bearer Eudoxius. Entreat Christ God, that He grant remission of sins unto those who with love honor thy holy memory.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.