Їрмо́съ: Те́лꙋ злато́мꙋ премꙋ̑дрыѧ дѣ́ти не послꙋжи́ша, и҆ въ пла́мень са́ми поидо́ша, и҆ бо́ги и҆́хъ ѡ҆брꙋга́ша, средѝ пла́мене возопи́ша, и҆ ѡ҆росѝ ѧ҆̀ а҆́гг҃лъ: ѹ҆слы́шасѧ ѹ҆жѐ ѹ҆́стъ ва́шихъ мл҃тва.
Yirmos: The golden children did not serve the wise body, and they themselves went into the flame, and their gods abandoned them, in the midst of the flame they cried out, and an angel appeared and said: Hearing you now, your prayers are heard.
Припѣ́въ: Се́рдце чи́сто сози́жди во мнѣ̀ бж҃е, и҆ дꙋ́хъ пра́въ ѡ҆бновѝ во ѹ҆тро́бѣ мое́й. И҆сто́чникъ бл҃ги́хъ, причаще́нїе, хрⷭ҇тѐ, безсме́ртныхъ твои́хъ ны́нѣ та́инствъ, да бꙋ́детъ мѝ свѣ́тъ, и҆ живо́тъ, и҆ безстра́стїе, и҆ къ преспѣ́ѧнїю же и҆ ѹ҆множе́нїю добродѣ́тели бжⷭ҇твеннѣйшїѧ хода́тайственно, є҆ди́не бл҃же, ꙗ҆́кѡ да сла́влю тѧ̀. Припѣ́въ: Не ѿве́ржи менє̀ ѿ лица̀ твоегѡ̀, и҆ д¦а твоегѡ̀ ст҃а́гѡ не ѿимѝ ѿ менє̀. Да и҆зба́влюсѧ ѿ страсте́й, и҆ врагѡ́въ, и҆ нꙋ́жды, и҆ всѧ́кїѧ ско́рби, тре́петомъ и҆ любо́вїю, со бл҃гоговѣ́нїемъ, чл҃вѣколю́бче, пристꙋпа́ѧй ны́нѣ къ твои̑мъ безсмє́ртнымъ и҆ бжⷭ҇твєннымъ та́йнамъ, и҆ пѣ́ти тебѣ̀ сподо́би: бл҃гослове́нъ є҆сѝ гдⷭ҇и бж҃е ѻ҆тє́цъ на́шихъ. Припѣ́въ: Прест҃а́ѧ бцⷣе, сп҃сѝ на́съ. Сп҃са хрⷭ҇та̀ ро́ждшаѧ па́че ѹ҆ма̀, бг҃обл҃года́тнаѧ, молю́ тѧ ны́нѣ ра́бъ тво́й, чⷭ҇тꙋю нечи́стый: хотѧ́щаго мѧ̀ ны́нѣ къ пречⷭ҇тымъ та́йнамъ пристꙋпи́ти, ѡ҆чи́сти всего̀ ѿ скве́рны пло́ти и҆ дꙋ́ха.
**Choir Response:**
Purify my heart, O Lord, and renew my spirit within me.
Thou art the fount of all good things; grant us to partake of thy heavenly mysteries, that we may be light, life, and passionless, and for the repose and increase of our virtues, intercede with thee most humbly, ever near, as I glorify thee.
**Choir Response:**
Do not forsake me from thy face, O Lord, and let thy holy age never depart from me.
Deliver me from passions, enemies, needs, and all sorrows, by fear and love, with joy, loving-kindness, now approach to thy immortal and heavenly mysteries, and be worthy to pray unto thee: blessed art thou, O Father of our Lord Jesus Christ.
**Choir Response:**
O Theotokos, save us.
Thou who didst give birth before all ages, most pure, most merciful, I now thy servant pray, reading the unclean psalm: for him who wishes to approach the holy mysteries today, cleanse me wholly from sin of body and spirit.