Troparion
Your lamb Agatha, calls out to You, O Jesus, in a loud voice: “I love You, my Bridegroom, Bridegroom, and in seeking You I endure endure suffering. In baptism I was crucified so that I might reign in You, and I died so that I might live with You. Accept me as a pure sacrifice, for I have offered offered myself in love.” Through her prayers save our souls, since You are merciful.
Kondakion
May the Church be robed today in a garment of glorious porphyry, dyed by the pure blood of the martyr Agatha, and let us cry out: “Rejoice, pride of Catania!”