Bury the body in its vault,
Until the voice of the judge calls him!
We are sowing him; he will in time bloom
And climb, enlightened, up to God!

Bury my decaying body,
O you who are also mortal!
It will not remain or stay in the grave!
For Jesus is coming to sit in judgement!

The Lord once created him out of dust!
He was already dust and will be more of it!
He is lying, asleep, rotting, but he will wake
One day out of this night of death!

This liberated corpse, you are going to
Scatter it widely, o you decay!
As with my hair, you have counted out
My dust! God will awaken me strangely!

The soul of the pious one lives with God.
From all of his crises
And all of his misdeeds
God has redeemed him through his Son!

God is merciful, and does not disown
In death those he has redeemed
Or those whose misdeeds have been
Forgiven by his mediation!

He wandered here in a dark valley!
He suffered great pain and agony!
You carried Jesus Christ's yoke!
You have fallen asleep; you are still alive!

Afflictions do not oppress you!
God's peace has now given me life!
I wandered in the dark valley;
But God's right hand guided me!

He who redeemed us suffered much more, 
He who is crowned victor in heaven!
O reward, reward for a little suffering!
Then it will belong to us and the mourners!

I carried his yoke as far as my grave!
Now he wipes away my tears!
What are the sufferings of this age,
God, in comparison with your majesty!

You who have died in God, rest in peace!
We are going off to our huts,
To make preparations for eternity,
Getting ready with joy and trembling!

Yes, leave me to my rest,
And go off to your huts!
Act so that you are happy! wrestle
Until you shake off the world!

Oh, sacrificed God! May your death
Strengthen us in our last crisis!
Let our whole soul be yours,
And let our end be joyful!