Both now. Theotokion.
We have been turned back to earth for breaking the divine command of God; but, through thee, Virgin, unto heaven from earth are rais’d again, shaking off death’s corruption.
Deacon. Again and again.... Vide page [142].
Condakion, tone viii.
Rest with the Saints, O Christ, thy servant’s soul, where is no pain, nor grief, nor sighing, but life that endeth not.
Icos.
Thyself alone immortal art, who madest and didst fashion man; for out of earth we mortals fashion’d were, and unto that same earth shall go, as thou who madest me hast given command, and sayest unto me, Earth thou art, and unto earth shalt thou return. And thither all we mortals go, making the funeral wail, even the song, the Alleluia.
And again.
Rest with the Saints, O Christ....