Where am I running from You, our Lord? In what country will I hide from Your face? Heaven is Your throne, earth is Your footstool, in the sea is Your way, in Sheol is Your dominion. If the end of the world is already near, then let there be an end not without Your bounties.
You know, Lord, that our iniquities are great. And we know that great are Your compassions. If Thy compassions do not appease Thee, we perish for our iniquities. Do not forsake us, Lord, Lord, because we have eaten Your Flesh and Blood.
When the deeds of everyone will be tested before You, Lord of all, in this last time, do not turn Your face away, O Lord, from those who have confessed Your holy name. Father, Son and Holy Soul Comforter! Save us and save our souls!
We beg Your goodness, Lord, forgive us our guilts, despise our iniquities, open to us the door of Your compassions, Lord! May times of peace come to us, and according to Your compassions, graciously accept our prayer, because to those who repent, Lord, You open the door.
Source: Rev. Ephraim the Syrian. Funeral chants