Irmos: I will open my mouth, and with the Spirit will it be filled; and I shall utter discourse unto the Queen and Mother, and shall appear, keeping splendid festival; and, rejoicing, I will hymn her wonders.
Disdain not my lowliness, O Theotokos, and compensate for my weakness; sanctify my heart and mind, and open thou my lips, that I may make bold to offer thee a hymn.
With heartfelt faith we honor thy most pure image, and bowing down before it with compunction, as though beholding thee, the Theotokos, in very truth, and shedding drops of tears, we cry out: Rejoice, O Mary, full of grace, blessed Mother of God!
Emulating the angelic hosts, we surround thine image with fear and love, magnifying thee, the prototype, together, and calling upon thy most sweet name: Rejoice, O all-immaculate Bride of God!
Come, O ye faithful, and let us kiss the holy icon of the Mother of God with love, for she poureth forth healings therefrom abundantly, and doth work miracles beyond number for those who have recourse to it with faith and love. Wherefore we cry out to the Ever-virgin: Rejoice!
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.