Irmos: I will open my lips, and they will be filled with the Spirit, and I will vomit a word to the Queen Mother, and I will appear, brightly triumphant, and I will sing, rejoicing, those miracles.
Most Holy Theotokos, save us.
Christ, True Light, grant me enlightenment to write praises to Your Most Holy Mother, and I will sing Your great mercy to Your servants.
Most Holy Theotokos, save us.
Woe, O glorified one, You have been pleased, O Lady, and among the poor to glorify Your name by the grace of miracles from Your holy icon, the Deliverer.
Most Holy Theotokos, save us.
When the inhabitants of the village, despairing of the destruction of their labors, flocked with tears to Your image, O Virgin, having improved their deliverance and, rejoicing, glorifying mercy Yours.
Most Holy Theotokos, save us.
Thy right hand, O Lady, glorify yourself in the fortress, and with the multitude of your mercy you have appeared as the Patroness and Deliverer for the salvation of the needy.
Glory to the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit.
Hope of Christians, Helper of those in sorrow, pray to Your Son to be delivered from all troubles by those who celebrate Your holy image, Redeemer.
And now and ever and unto ages of ages. Amen.
Rejoice, inexhaustible wealth of the poor and orphaned Intercessor, Rejoice, who saves through faith Your name, O Virgin, who calls, Rejoice, driving away despondency and joy to the Giver.