over my cradle in childhood, and reared and educated me.
Glorify, O Lord, in the presence of the Holy Angels
all who have told me the glad tidings of salvation and have
taught me what is right and good, just and true by the holy
example of their lives.
Fill with delight, O Lord,
those who fed me on hidden manna in the days of my
sorrow and affliction.
Recompense and save all benefactors
and all who have helped others personally and by prayer.
O Lord of unutterable Love, remember Thy servants who
have fallen asleep.
O death, where is thy sting? Where is the gloom and terror
that held sway in the past? From now on thou art the longed
for means of inseparable union with God. Oh, the great
peace of the mystical Sabbath! We long to die and to be with
Christ, cries the Apostle. Therefore, we too look upon death
as the gateway to eternal life, and cry: ALLELUIA.
The dead will rise and those who are in the graves will stand
up, and those who are alive on earth will exult when they