Give rest, O Christ, to thy servant with thy Saints: where sorrow and pain are no more; neither sighing, but life everlasting. Thou only art immortal, the Creator and Maker of Man: and we are mortal, formed of the earth, and unto earth shall we return: for so thou didst ordain, when thou createdst me, saying Dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return. All we go down to the dust; and, weeping o'er the grave, we make our song: alleluya, alleluya, alleluya.