And taking him down, he wrapped him in fine linen, and laid him in a sepulchre that was hewed in stone, wherein
never yet any man had been laid.
I am a stranger and sojourner among you: give me the right of a burying place with
you. -Luke 23:53, Genesis
Cold stone welcomed the Savior. A cemetery can be a very cold place. One of the most chilling
sites is the Arlington National Cemetery in Washington, D.C. Seemingly endless rows of white
crosses mark the places of burial. The cold hard ground of a cemetery or sepulcher appear to
welcome and swallow up the bodies of my loved ones. But as I walk through the cemetery paying
respect and remembering my loved ones, I must remember that they are merely sleeping. Eventually
on that great and terrible day, the graves will open and the rocks will cry out. They and I will be
awakened from the sleep of death. For Christ said, "I am the resurrection and the life: he that
believeth in me, although he be dead, shall live." On that day the cemeteries which are places now
of mourning will be fields of rejoicing as the souls of the just are brought forth into the light of
eternal day and they will hear Our Lord say, "Behold, I make all things new." "Come my beloved
enter into my rest."
Our Father, Hail Mary, Glory Be, Etc.
Additional clause: ...of thy womb, Jesus, who rose from the dead.