Troparion — Tone 8
You quenched the flames of passion, blessed Martinian, with abundant tears; / you calmed the waves of the sea and checked the assaults of wild beasts, saying: / “Almighty God, You are most glorious, for You have saved me from the fire and storm!”
Kontakion — Tone 2
Let us worthily praise with hymns the ever-venerable Martinian, / the tried ascetic who struggled for piety, / an honorable athlete by deliberate choice, / and a resolute citizen and inhabitant of the desert; / for he has trampled down the serpent.
Troparion — Tone 4
You were illumined with the image of Godly grace, / And after death you have shone with the light of your life, / By issuing sweet-scented myrrh / Which flows from the tomb of your relics, / And sustains your people on this earth, / O our Father Simeon, discerner of the Way of God, / Pray to Christ our God that He may grant us His great mercy.