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 from the dust of the earth, and unto earth shall we return: for so thou didst ordain, when thou created me saying: "Dust thou art und unto dust shalt thou return." All we go down to the dust; and weeping o'er the grave we make our song: Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia.