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Irmos: The beginningless King of glory,/ Whom the heavenly powers tremble,/ sing, O priests,// people, extol to all ages.
Chorus: Holy apostles, pray to God for us.
Like coals of an immaterial fire, burn away my material passions, the desire for Divine love now kindling in me, apostles.
Let us honor the trumpets of the blessed Word, in the image of the fall of the walls of the unestablished enemy and the established wisdom of God.
Destroy the idols of my passionate soul, just as you crush the churches and pillars of the enemy, apostles of the Lord, church consecration.
Chorus: Most Holy Theotokos, save us.
Theotokos: Thou didst contain the inconceivable nature, thou didst bear all that bearest, thou didst milk the pure, nourishing creature of Christ the Giver of Life.