Of greatest wisdom shewing sign, and of rewards’ perfectionment, O gracious Lord, with Angels thou the choirs of martyrs number’d hast.
Of thy narrateless glory count him worthy to participate, who unto thee translated is, where, Christ, their dwelling is who joy, and where pure gladness’ voice resounds.
Glory.
Him that extols thy might divine, whom thou from earth received hast, do thou accept, creating him a child of light; and cleanse him from the gloom of sin, O thou Most Merciful.
Both now. Theotokion.
O tabernacle thou most pure, temple all-undefil’d, all-holy ark, virginal place of sanctity, of Jacob thou the excellence, the Lord hath chosen thee.
Ode v. Irmos.
With thy divine light, O Blessed One....
Like an oblation sacred, and human nature’s first-fruits, the martyrs, who were offer’d for God’s glorifying, for our salvation ever mediate.
Of heavenly dwelling, of grace’s distribution, thy faithful servant gone before, count worthy, Lord, and give him ransom from iniquities.