Thou didst please God by thy blameless priesthood/ and choose to be a Fool for Christ in the midst of worldly tumult;/ thou didst take up the Cross and follow Christ,/ drawing near to Him in unswerving thought and love./ Disdaining all things earthly thou didst receive the things of heaven./ Pray to Christ our God to keep thy flock unharmed/ and to save our souls, O holy Father Maxim.
Establishing thy monastery in a Roman fortress/ thou didst teach men that the Orthodox Faith is a true bastion/ against the onslaughts of every evil force, O Father Fursey./ Wherefore pray to God for us/ that we may all be bastions of the Faith/ standing firm against the rising tide of falsehood,/ that our souls may be saved.
Thou didst hear the divine voice of the Gospel/ and joyfully follow it into the haven of dispassion./ Thou didst cleanse thy soul and body by prayer, fasting and streams of tears,/ extremes of weather, humbled thoughts and being reviled of men;/ thou didst pray for those who assailed thee/ and say: O Lord, lay not this sin to their charge./ Even after thy death God glorifies thee with miracles/ and teaches all to cry to thee:/ Rejoice, holy Maxim, our Father.
Thou didst need the walls of stone/ to defend the Faith against its pagan enemies, O Father Fursey,/ but pray for us that we may have a spiritual wall around us/ to defend the Faith against its enemies./ Following thee and praising thy eternal memory,/ we stand firm against every error, ever singing:/ Rejoice, beloved of God, our Father Fursey.