Kurie eleeson, antilabou, s?son, eleeton kai diaphulaxon emas Litany of the Deacon

Lord, let our evening prayer ascend,

Thy servants by Thy grace defend,

Save, guard, and keep us to the end;

Have mercy, Lord.

When in the night our eyelids close,

Lord, may our souls in Thee repose,

Safe from the danger of their foes;

Grant this, O Lord.

Thy angel, peace, with us abide,

Nor ever leave Thy servants' side,

Our souls to guard, our steps to guide.

Grant this, O Lord.

Lord, let the sins -- our souls' distress,

Which we in penitence confess --

Be pardoned in Thy faithfulness.

Our souls in Thee, O Lord, are blest;

Send what Thou knowest to be best;

We would not crave Thee for the rest.

Our time remaining, Lord, control;

Our sin, like clouds, far from us roll,

And give Thy peace within our soul.

And when we leave the world behind,

May we, unshamed and fearless, find

The Christ, our Judge, surpassing kind.

Grant this, O Lord.