Irmos: I serve the golden image, in the field of Deira, three of your youths, heedless of the godless command, cast into the midst of the fire, watered around the waist: blessed art thou, O God of our fathers.
To the Sweetest Jesus:
Christ Jesus, no one has sinned on earth since the beginning of time, O my Jesus, just as I, the accursed and the prodigal, have sinned. In the same way, my Jesus, I cry to You: You have mercifully praised me, blessed art thou, O God of our father.
Christ Jesus, to Thy fear, I cry, nail me, O my Jesus, and feed me now to a gracious refuge, for yes, my generous Jesus, I sing to You, the one saved: blessed art thou, O God of our fathers.
Christ Jesus, I promised You, passionate, O my Jesus, repentance, but I lied to you, the accursed one. Moreover, my Jesus, I cry to You: enlighten my insensible soul, O Christ, blessed be the God of our fathers.
Theotokos: Who gave birth to Christ Jesus strangely and more than nature, pray to Him, All-Immaculate One, even through my nature to forgive all my sins, O Maiden, that I call us to be saved: blessed art thou, who gave birth to God in the flesh.
Most Holy Theotokos:
Our salvation, as you wanted, O Savior, to arrange, you moved into the womb of the Virgin, and you showed the intercessor to the world; our father, God, blessed are you.
The Commander of mercy, Whom you gave birth to, O pure Mother, beg to be delivered from sins and spiritual defilements by faith: our father, God, blessed are you.
Thou hast shown the treasure of salvation and the source of incorruption to thee who gave birth to thee, and the pillar of affirmation, and the door of repentance to those who call: our father, God, blessed art thou.
Bodily weaknesses and mental ailments, O Theotokos, with the love of those who come to Thy blood, grant to heal, O Virgin, Who gave birth to us the Savior Christ.
To the Guardian Angel:
Be merciful to me and beg God, O Lord Angel, for I have you as an intercessor in my whole life, a mentor and guardian, given to me by God forever.
Do not leave on the journey of my accursed soul killed by a robber, holy Angel, who was betrayed by God without blemish; but I will guide you on the path of repentance.
Glory: I bring all my soul to shame from my evil thoughts and deeds; But be forewarned, my mentor, and grant me healing with good thoughts, and always deviate towards the right path.
And now: Fill everyone with wisdom and divine strength, Hypostatic to the Wisdom of the Most High, for the sake of the Mother of God, for the sake of those who cry out with faith: Our father, God, blessed art thou.