Every generation offers Thee its hymn of praise at Thy burial, O Christ.
Look upon me and have mercy on me,
according to the judgment of those who love
The Arimathean took Thee down from the tree and laid Thee in a tomb.
Direct my steps according to Your teaching
and let no lawlessness rule over me.
The myrrh-bearing women, with foresight brought sweet spices and drew near to Thee, O Christ.
Ransom me from the slander of men, and I
will keep Your commandments.
Come, all creation, sing a hymn to honor the Creator’s Burial.
Make Your face shine upon Your servant
and teach me Your ordinances.
Let us, with the myrrh-bearers, anoint as dead the Living One with the Myrrh of True Knowledge.
My eyes poured down streams of tears
because they did not keep Your law.
O thrice blessed Joseph, bury now the body of Christ the Giver of Life.
Your testimonies are righteousness forever;
give me understanding, and I shall live.
Joseph and Nicodemus bury the Creator with honors fitting for the dead.
I cry out to You; save me, and I shall keep
The All-Pure Virgin wept with a mother’s grief, O Word, when she saw You lying dead.
I long for Your salvation, O Lord, and Your
law is my meditation.
The hosts of angels tremble at the strange and fearful sight of Your burial, O Maker of All.
My soul shall live and praise You, and Your
judgments shall keep me.
Early in the morning the myrrh-bearing women came to You and sprinkled myrrh on Your tomb.
I went astray like a lost sheep; seek Your
servant, for I have not forgotten Your
By Your resurrection grant peace to Your Church and salvation to Your people.
Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to
the Holy Spirit.
O God in Trinity, Father, Son, and Spirit,
grant Your mercy to the world.
Both now and ever, and unto ages of ages.
Grant us your servants to behold, O Virgin,
the Resurrection of your Son.