Thou shalt hear us, O Lady, in the day of tribulation: and by our prayers
turn to us thy merciful countenance.
Cast us not off in the time of our death: but help the soul, when it shall
have left the body.
Send an angel to meet it: by whom it may be defended from the enemy.
Show unto it the most serene Judge of ages: who for thy grace will bestow
Let it feel thy refreshment in its torments: and grant to it a place among
the elect of God.
Glory be to the Father, etc.