Christ the victorious, give to your servants rest with your saints in the regions of light. Grief and pain ended, and sighing no longer, there may they find everlasting life. Only immortal one, mighty Creator! We are your creatures and children of earth. From earth you formed us, both glorious and mortal, and to the earth shall we all return. God-spoken prophecy, word at creation: "You came from dust and to dust shall return." Yet at the grave shall we raise up our glad song, "Alleluia, alleluia!" Christ the victorious, give to your servants rest with your saints in the regions of light. Grief and pain ended, and sighing no longer, there may they find everlasting life.