Troparion — Tone 8
The blessed Philothea cries out to her Lord with great love, / offering to Him the martyrdom which she endured for Him. / She was buried with Him in Baptism that she might rise with Him, / so, by her sufferings, she died that she might live in Him. / Having given the pure oblation of her life to Christ, now she reigns with Him in glory. / By her prayers, O Christ God, in Thy mercy, save our souls.
Kontakion — Tone 8
O blessed Philothea, from your youth you offered yourself, / because of your great virtue, as a pure and spotless sacrifice unto God, Who truly knew you before your birth. / You were an adornment of virgins and of the inhabitants of the Bridal Chamber, worthy of praise. / Therefore, we cry to you: Hail, ever-memorable virgin.