Irmos: Cleanse me, O Savior, for my iniquities are many, and bring me up from the depths of evil, I pray: I have cried out to You, and hear me, O God of my salvation.
You turned the cry of Your servant into joy, You tore apart my sackcloth of much anger, O Most Immaculate One, and You girded You with the joy of healing.
I am weakened, as first Your Son raised up, O Pure Mother of God, so You took me, Your servant, from the disease that causes death: for this reason I magnify You.
Glory: You have pardoned the ends of my life for those who are thinking: and now, O Pure Virgin, I walk around Your holy church, rejoicing, with a grateful tongue and heart I please You.
And now: Heal my souls of deviation, Ever-Virgin, for you have quenched the fierce pains of the body: for the health of both, bring thanksgiving praise to the imams.