Evlogetaria for The Dead:
Blessed are You, O Lord, teach me Your statutes
The choir of the saints has found the fountain of life and the door of Paradise
May I also find the way through repentance
I am the sheep that was lost
Call me up to You, O Savior, and save me
Blessed are You, O Lord, teach me Your statutes
You who did fashion me of old out of nothingness
And with Your Image Divine did honor me
But because of the transgressions of Your Commandments
Did return me again to the earth from whence I was Taken
Lead me back to be refashioned into that ancient beauty of Your Likeness
Blessed are You, O Lord, teach me Your statutes
I am the image of Your unutterable glory
Though I bear the scars of my stumblings
Have compassion upon me, the works of Your hands O sovereign Lord
And cleanse me through Your loving-kindness
And the homeland of my heart's desire bestow on me
By making me a Citizen of Paradise
Blessed are You, O Lord, teach me Your statutes
Give rest, O God, to the souls of Your servants
And appoint for them a Place in Paradise
Where the choirs of the saints, O Lord, and the just will shine forth like stars
To Your servants that are sleeping now give Rest, overlooking all their offenses
Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit
The triune radiance of the one Godhead with reverent songs acclaiming
Let us cry; Holy are You, O eternal Father, and Son also Eternal, and Spirit Divine
Shine with Your light on us who with faith adore You
And from the fire eternal rescue us
Now and ever and unto the ages of ages. Amen
Hail, O gracious Lady, who in the flesh bears God for the salvation of All
And through whom the human race has found salvation
Through You may we find Paradise
Theotokos, our Lady pure and blessed
Halleluja, Halleluja, Halleluja; Glory to You, our God
Halleluja, Halleluja, Halleluja; Glory to You, our God
Halleluja, Halleluja, Halleluja
Glory to You, our God