You shone with the deed of the desert / and you ascended to the throne of the High Priesthood according to your heritage, / from there you illuminated everyone with the rays of the knowledge of God and virtue / and you bloodlessly drank the cup of martyrdom You are./ Now you stand before the throne of Mount Jerusalem, Euthymia,/ pray to Christ our God who sits on it// for those who honor your honorable memory.
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