It sounded familiar to me, too.
Then I remembered Clark Griswold saying a prayer for his deceased Aunt Edna:
[Delivering the eulogy for Aunt Edna] O God, ease our suffering in this, our moment of great despair. Yea, admit this kind and decent woman into thy arms of thine heavenly area, up there. And Moab, he lay us upon the band of the Canaanites, and yea, though the Hindus speak of karma, I implore you: give her a break.
Clark Griswold’s books are still a national treasure.