He was left to speak his children’s names, once and then again.

“Too many names!” he cried. “The seven. Complete beauty!”

Hundreds of mourners on Sunday packed into Shomrei Hadas Chapels, and thousands more filled the streets outside, to say goodbye to seven brothers and sisters. While an untended hot plate warmed food downstairs in their brick and stucco home minutes into the new day on Saturday, their mother slept a floor above. The hot plate was her answer to a Sabbath restriction on lighting a flame, a way to feed warm food to her eight children. They slept nearby.

When the hot plate malfunctioned, it sent flames creeping toward an open stairwell that led to their bedrooms. Soon they were trapped, screaming from behind a wall of flames. Their mother, Gayle Sassoon, 45, and their second-oldest sister, Siporah, 15, broke through the glass of second-floor windows and jumped onto the grass.

The funeral, which lasted just under an hour, was the brisk culmination of a day and a half of heartbreak. Residents of Midwood cloistered in their homes and synagogues during the Sabbath, from nightfall on Friday to nightfall on Saturday, recalling a band of conscientious children they had seen rushing to synagogue and building snowmen in the yard.