1. O Tomb of Michael, greetings to you and may he who rests in you drink the rain of endless mercy.
A man clothed in the garb of righteousness and enveloped in piety has made his home in your soil.

2. I speak of the obedient servant of his Lord, the priest who lived the Gospel.
He met death with a name, yet he made eyes weep copious tears.

3. Think not that Michael lies inert in the earth. Nay, in the kingdom of heaven dwells Michael.