Master, Lover of Mankind, will this coffin really be my bed, or will you still enlighten my damned soul during the day? For seven the grave lies ahead, for seven death awaits. I fear Your judgment, Lord, and endless torment, but I do not stop doing evil: I always anger Your Lord my God, and Your Most Pure Mother, and all the heavenly powers, and my holy guardian angel. We know, Lord, that I am unworthy of Your love for mankind, but I am worthy of all condemnation and torment. But, Lord, either I want it or I don’t want it, save me. If you save the righteous, nothing great; and even if You have pure mercy, nothing is marvelous: for you are worthy of Your mercy. But astonish Thy mercy on me, a sinner: for this show Thy love for mankind, so that my malice may not overcome Thy ineffable goodness and mercy: and as You will, arrange a thing for me.
Enlighten my eyes, O Christ God, lest I fall asleep into death, lest my enemy say: I have strengthened myself against him.
Glory to the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit.
Be the protector of my soul, O God, as I walk in the midst of many nets; deliver me from them and save me, O Good One, as the Lover of Mankind.
And now and ever and unto ages of ages. Amen.
Let us ceaselessly sing with our hearts and lips, the glorious Mother of God, and the most holy Angel, this Mother of God, confessing that she truly gave birth to us God incarnate, and praying constantly about our souls.