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    Spoken At the Grave

    A homily spoken at the grave of Elder Hilarion of Sarov, 1841. And so, pilgrim on the earth, you have finished your journey; you have crossed the sea of temptations and misfortunes and found repose for yourself! But what kind of choirs surround you? Behold, our father and instructor: Your children have come to you from the wast and the north and the sea and the east not to behold your end, but to hear from your honey-flowing lips the words of eternal life; but you sleep, your eyes and lips are closed. Arise! Arise! Bless! Alas, he is without breath… Father! Where are your promises given constantly to everyone?…