Syriac Melody: ܪܰܡܪܶܡܰܝܢܝ
From my youth until now, my eyes have been waiting for Your salvation. Now, since I slept in Your hope, give me rest among Your holy ones.ܡܶܢ ܛܰܠܝܘܽܬܝ ܥܕܰܡܳܐ ܠܗܳܫܳܐ ܆ ܠܦܘܽܪܩܳܢܳܟ ܣܰܟܺܝ̈ܝ ܥܰܝ̈ܢܰܝ ܆ ܘܗܳܫܳܐ ܕܫܶܟܒܶܬ ܥܰܠ ܣܰܒܪܳܟ ܆ ܐܰܢܺܝܚ ܢܰܦܫܝ ܥܰܡ ܩܰܕܺܝ̈ܫܶܐ ܀
Let Your cross shine on me in Sheol because the shadows of death surround me. Save me from torment, and make me worthy to enter Your bridal chamber [that is, the heavenly resting-place].ܨܠܺܝܒܳܟ ܢܰܢܗܰܪ ܠܺܝ ܒܰܫܝܘܽܠ ܆ ܕܚܰܕܪܘܽܢܝ ܛܶܠܳܠ̈ܰܝ ܡܰܘܬܳܐ ܆ ܘܰܦܪܘܽܩܰܝܢܝ ܡܶܢ ܬܰܫܢܺܝܩܳܐ ܆ ܘܰܐܫܘܳܢܝ ܕܶܐܥܘܽܠ ܠܰܓܢܘܽܢܳܟ ܀
Lord, in Your compassion, give rest to Your servants who slept in Your hope and raise them on Your right [-side] among the just and righteous.ܐܰܢܺܝܚ ܡܳܪܝܳܐ ܒܛܰܝܒܘܽܬܳܟ ܆ ܠܥܰܒ̈ܕܰܝܟ ܕܰܫܟܶܒܘ ܥܰܠ ܣܰܒܪܳܟ ܆ ܘܰܐܩܺܝܡ ܠܗܘܽܢ ܡܶܢ ܝܰܡܺܝܢܳܟ ܆ ܥܰܡ ܟܺܐܢ̈ܶܐ ܘܥܰܡ ܙܰܕܺܝ̈ܩܶܐ ܀

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