O Lord, who guardest babes in the life that now is, and in the world to come preparest for them the amplitude of Abraham’s bosom, and, for their purity, bright angelic places where the souls of the righteous are established; do thou thyself, O Lord Christ, accept in peace the soul of thy servant, the babe, _name_. For thou hast said, Suffer the children to come unto me, for of such is the kingdom of heaven. For to thee is due all glory, honour, and worship, with the Father, and with the Holy Ghost, now and ever, and to ages of ages. Amen. _And, taking up the body, they go to the grave, preceded by the priests and deacons and all the clergy, singing_, Holy God.... _And, the remains having been laid in the grave, the presiding priest, taking a shovel, scattereth earth in the grave, saying,_ The earth is the Lord’s, and the fulness thereof, the world and all they that dwell therein. _And they depart giving thanks unto God._ _End of the burial of a babe._ [Illustration] [Illustration] _Chapter XX._ THE ORDER OF THE LESSER SANCTIFICATION OF WATER. _A table covered with brocade is placed in the middle of the church in the customary place, and water in a stoup. And the priest, having put on epitrachelion and phelonion, and holding in his hand the honourable cross with an aspergillus, is preceded by the deacon with the censer, and by two light-bearers with tapers. And having come before the table, he layeth thereupon the cross, and, taking the censer, he censeth the water crosswise, and beginneth as customarily. And the priest having blessed, we begin psalm cxlii._ O Lord, hear my prayer.... _Then_, God is the Lord, and hath manifested himself unto us.... _thrice, in tone iv_. _And the present troparia, tone iv._ To the God-bearing one we now earnestly hie, we, sinful and lowly ones, and bow down, crying in penitence from the depth of the soul, Help us, O Queen, being pitiful unto us: make speed, we are undone by the multitude of iniquities: turn not thy servants empty away; for thee we hold indeed an only trust. _Twice._ At no time, will we, unworthy ones, be silent, God-bearing one, to tell of thy mighty acts; for, hadst thou not prevented with intercession, who would have delivered us out of so many dangers? and who would have kept us free until now? We will not turn away from thee, O Queen; for thou ever savest thy servants from all ills. _Then, psalm l._ Have mercy upon me, O God.... _Then we sing these troparia, tone vi._ Thou that didst receive the salutation of the Angel, and didst bring forth thy Creator, save, O Virgin, them that magnify thee. _The first troparion is said twice._ We sing praises unto thy Son, God-bearing one, and cry, O most pure Queen, deliver thy servants from every danger. Thou art the boast of kings, of prophets and apostles, and of martyrs, and the mediatress of the world, All-undefiled one.