Eternal rest grant unto them, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon them. May the souls of the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace. Amen.
Old MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O. And on that farm he had a BISHOP!, E-I-E-I-O, With a kiss my ring here and a genuflection there Here a mitre, there a mitre, everywhere a mitre, mitre Old MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O.