August 17 Martyr Myron the Presbyter of Cyzicus

Read the Life of St. Mryon here

The Holy Martyr Myron was a presbyter in Achaia (Greece), and lived during the third century.

He suffered in the year 250 under the emperor Decius (249-251)

Liturgical Hymns in Honor of St. Myron from the Menaion

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Joining chorus in memory of the athlete Myron today, let us sing praise unto God Who bestowed upon him the strength to destroy the might of the enemy.

Suffering under the law, O most suffering martyr, thou didst offer thyself to the Benefactor as a gift, a sacred oblation, a goodly victim, a sacrifice of sweet savor.

As one wise, as a pure temple of Him Who shone forth from the Virgin, O glorious one, thou didst drive away the soul-destroying wolf who tried to harass the flock of God.

Having lifted the desire of thy heart up to the Lord Who was lifted up on the Cross, O all-glorious one, lacerated on the tree thou wast exalted, crying out with fervor: None is more righteous than Thee, O Lord!

With the keen darts of thy words thou didst pierce the heart of the tyrant, O valiant and most lauded warrior of Christ the King; and, chanting, thou didst say: There is none more righteous than Thee, O Lord!

Shining forth like the dawn, like the morn, thou hast dispelled the gloom of ignorance, O much-suffering Myron, and hast enlightened those who ever chant: Thou art our God, and there is none more righteous than Thee, O Lord!

Confessing the Savior, God and Lord, Who shone forth from the Virgin, O glorious one, in the midst of the tribunal, with thine endurance thou didst lay low the insolence of the tyrants, and didst set polytheism at nought.

Lacerated and beaten, O thou of valiant mind, thou wast not afraid, and thus didst astonish the angels who beheld thine endurance. And destroying the incorporeal foe therewith, thou wast shown to be a victorious martyr.

Full of divine dew, with valiant mind thou didst pass through the fiery furnace, and wast seen therein rejoicing with the angels, O wise and blessed Myron, and in nowise consumed.

With the sprinkling of thy sacred blood thou didst drown legions of the demons, O valiant warrior; and, wearing thy wreath as an exemplary victor, thou didst hasten to God.

Seeing thy countenance illumined with divine splendor, O passion-bearer, the tyrants were amazed; but, refusing to acknowledge God, they have chosen the darkness instead, and are sent into eternal torment.

At the command of the cruel tormenter, in manner surpassing human nature didst thou endure the flaying of thy skin, O right laudable one, showing thy pure desire for God and thine unwavering gaze toward Him.

Seeing thee standing in the flame amongst angels, thy countenance shining with ineffable light, O wise one, those who looked on marveled and, moved to hymnody, they chanted to the Master: Blessed art Thou, O God of our fathers!

Standing with the angelic intelligences in the midst of the furnace with a pure mind, rejoicing thou didst hymn the all-good Lord as the One Who bridled the flame and saved thee who chanted: Blessed art Thou, O God of our fathers!

Beholding thee unvanquished, O thou of valorous mind, when they were cutting strips of thy flesh down to the very bone, the mindless tormenter ordered that yet another torture be added: that thou be lacerated with claws of iron, afflicted incurably with unbearable wounds.

In the hearing of all the people, O glorious martyr Myron, the voice of God was borne to thee, summoning thee to the ineffable places of rest and the beauteous choirs of the angels in heaven.

Like Daniel, thou didst stand in the midst of wild beasts which stood in awe of thy blessed suffering and the immeasurable magnitude of thy struggles, O all blessed one, and which were obedient to thy voice.

That thou mightest be counted worthy to behold the future glory and ineffable comeliness of Christ the Judge of the contest, O valiant one, thou didst bow thy neck and accept beheading with the sword; and thou fillest the divine legions of the martyrs with joy.

Thy right praiseworthy memory hath, like a sweet-smelling myrrh which perfumeth the hearts of the faithful, dawned for those who desire it; by thy supplications fill us with divine fragrance, who celebrate thereon, O right laudable Myron.

Achaia boasteth in thy swaddling bands and sufferings, O valiant athlete of Christ; and Cyzicus is greatly adorned, possessing thy much-suffering body as a veritable treasure, a well-spring of healings and a cure purging away illness.

The beauteous Church, the noetic Sion, Mother of cities, elect of all that is holy in the highest, as it is written, hath thee as eminent among the martyrs, who as a martyr prayest in our behalf.