Irmos: The youths did not worship the golden image, the Persian veneration, but three sang in the middle of the cave: Father God, blessed are you.
Chorus: Merciful Lord, hear the prayer of Your servants praying to You.
O Most Holy Cross of Christ, Honest Tree of Life, by you you have raised death from destruction and resurrected the dead, and now heal and revive the sick, like the dead maiden under Helen.
Chorus: Merciful Lord, hear the prayer of Your servants praying to You.
Jobl’s long and fierce illness, praying for pus and worms, you healed with a word, Lord. And now in the Church we pray to Thee for the sick: for He is good, heal invisibly through the prayers of Thy saints.
Glory: All the times that we are about to die, I have so deigned for You, God, but for a short time, O Merciful, we ask for health to the sick, change from death to life, give comfort to the grieving.
And now: Help and support our orphanhood, Mother of God, for You weigh the time and the hour when you beg Your Son and our God to give the sick person health and forgiveness from all sins.