Irmos: I will pour out a prayer to the Lord, and to Him I will proclaim my sorrows, for my soul is filled with evil and my life is drawing near to hell, and I pray like Jonah: from aphids, O God, lift me up.
Chorus: Rest, Lord, to the soul of Your departed servant.
You have checked hell, O Master, and you have raised up those who have died from time immemorial: and now He who has been departed from us, You, O God, have placed in the bosom of Abraham, having forgiven all sins, as you are the Merciful.
Chorus: Rest, Lord, to the soul of Your departed servant.
The commandment that You gave to me, O God, I transgressed and died, but You, God, Who descended into the grave and raised the souls from all eternity, do not raise me up, O Master, to torment, but to rest, the departed one cries out to You with us, O Most Merciful.
Glory: We pray to You, the Originless Father and the Son and the Holy Soul, do not reject the soul that has gone to the depths of hell through the malice of the soul-evil world and towards You, the Creator, do not reject it, my God our Savior.
And now: From heaven, Christ our God, like rain on the fleece, the Most Pure One, descended on Thee, watering the whole world and drying up all the godless streams, flooding the whole earth with His mind, Ever-Virgin; Pray to him to give peace to your departed servant.