Irmos, Tone 6: Traversing the deep on foot, as though it were dry land, /
and seeing the tyrant Pharaoh drowned, / Israel cried aloud: // Let us sing unto God a hymn of victory!
Wondrous is God in His saints the God of Israel.
In the heavenly mansion the valiant martyrs continually pray unto Thee, O Christ. Vouchsafe the faithful whom Thou hast translated from the earth to obtain eternal good things.
Give rest, O Lord, to the soul of Thy servant who hath fallen asleep.
Thou Who adornest all things hast created me, a human creature, a mixture of the lowly and the exalted together. Wherefore, give rest, O Savior, to the soul of Thy servant.
Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit.
A citizen and husbandman of paradise didst Thou create me in the beginning; but when I transgressed Thy commandment Thou didst drive me forth. Wherefore, give rest, O Savior, to the soul of Thy servant.
Both now and ever, and unto the ages of ages. Amen.
He Who aforetime fashioned Eve our first mother from a rib, clothed Himself in flesh from thy most pure womb, O most pure one, by which He destroyed the power of death,
Translated by Jordanville / saintjonah.org. Edition trebnik.en.saintjonah.