Irmos: Having not served the creation of God, more than the Creator, but having bravely overcome the fiery rebuke, I rejoice, singing: O venerable father, Lord and God, blessed art thou.
Chorus: Most Holy Lady Theotokos, hear the prayer of Your servants praying to You.
You are, Most Pure Virgin, my Patroness and the unceasing hope of my soul, O Lady, accept me, overcome by fierce misfortune, and console my sorrow. [Twice.]
Glory: You are my strength, Most Pure Lady, and the consolation of those who have found me in these unexpected sorrows. For this reason, I, Your unworthy servant, cry out to You with all confidence: have mercy on me, the fallen one.
And now: Heal the ulcers of my soul, O Lady, and intercede for me, Your servant, and deliver me from every unrighteous deception and from the opposite slander and corruption of me, All-blessed.