Troparion — Tone 3
(Podoben: “Awed by the beauty of your virginity...”)
The ranks of Angels were awed by your life in the flesh, / how in the body, you went forth toward invisible struggles, O renowned one, / and smote the hordes of demons with mortal wounds; / for this reason, Athanasios, Christ rewarded you with abundant gifts. / Therefore, O Father, pray that our souls may be saved.
Kontakion — Tone 2
(Podoben: “You sought the heights...”)
Taking the yoke of Christ upon yourself, / you bore your cross on your shoulders, O Athanasios; / you became a most virtuous imitator of His sufferings, / and a sharer of His glory, partaking of endless joy.