From his youth/ he gave his all to himself as a divine desire to the Lord,/ in prayers and fasting the image was of virtue,/ but wealth, and glory, and bodily goodness, as if they were not a thing,/ they despised Christ. You loved only one with all your heart,/ and you confessed that True God before the wicked king,/ and you horrified with the valor of your patience/ and you surprised everyone./ With your body, as rod, we circumcise, / into each part, the cutting place / grateful were the prayers you spoke to the Lord. / Thus in your suffering you received a crown, / you ascended to the Throne of glory / and with The angels stand, O all-validated Theodora, / pray to Christ God // to save our souls.
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