Prayers are listed in alphabetical order.
23RD PSALMThe Lord is my shepherd;
I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: He leadeth me beside still waters. He restoreth my soul: He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for His name ’s sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil; for Thou art with me; Thy rod and Thy staff they comfort me. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies; Thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
121ST PSALM
I will lift mine eyes unto the hills
from whence cometh my help. My help cometh from the Lord, which made heaven and earth. He will not suffer thy foot to be moved; He that keepeth thee will not slumber nor sleep. The Lord is thy keeper; the Lord is thy shade upon thy hand. The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night. The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil; He shall preserve thy soul. The Lord shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
AFTERGLOW
I’d like the memory of me
to be a happy one, I’d like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done.I’d like to leave an echo
whispering softly down the ways, of happy times and laughing times and bright and sunny days.I’d like the tears, of those who
grieve, to dry before the sun of happy memories that I leave when life is done.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
AMAZING GRACE
Amazing grace! How sweet the sound,
that saved a wretch like me! I once was lost but now am found, was blind but now I see. ‘Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, and grace my fears relieved; how precious did that grace appear the hour I first believed! The Lord has promised good to me, His word my hope secures; He will my shield and portion be as long as life endures. Through many dangers, toils, and snares, I have already come, ‘tis grace that brought me safe thus far, and grace will lead me home. When we ’ve been there ten thousand years, bright shining as the sun, we ’ve no less days to sing God ’s praise than when we ’d first begun.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
BABY
God on his throne in heaven
looked around at his flowers so fair, and then sought a blossom on earth to add to those He had there. To be part of such heavenly company the bloom must be pure and sweet, and the little bud that was chosen was the child who had played at our feet. Sorrow is great at the loss of our child at the parting with one we love, but the parting was made that our child might go to brighten the heavens above.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
BE AT PEACE
Do not look forward in fear to the
changes in life; rather look to them with full hope that as they arise, God, whose very own you are, will lead you safely through all things; and when you cannot stand it, God will carry you in His arms. Do not fear what may happen tomorrow, the same everlasting Father who cares for you today, will take care of you then and everyday. He will either shield you from suffering, or will give you unfailing strength to bear it. Be at peace and put aside all anxious thoughts and imaginations.St. Francis de Sales
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BESIDE YOUR BEDSIDE
We sat beside your bedside,
Our hearts were crushed and sore, We did our best to the end, ‘Til we could do no more.In tears we watched you sinking
We watched you fade away, And though our hearts were breaking, We knew you could not stay.You left behind some aching hearts,
That loved you most sincere; We never shall and never will Forget you (mother/father) dear.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
BEYOND THE SUNSET
Beyond the sunset, O blissful morning.
When with our Savior heaven is begun. Earth‘s toiling ended, O glorious dawning; Beyond the sunset, when the day is done. Beyond the sunset, no clouds will gather, no storms will threaten, no fears annoy; O day of gladness , O day unending, Beyond the sunset, eternal joy! Beyond the sunset, a hand will guide me to God, the Father, whom I adore; His glorious presence, His words of welcome, Will be my portion on that fair shore. Beyond the sunset, a glad reunion, With our dear loved ones who ’ve gone before; In that fair homeland we ’ll know no parting, Beyond the sunset for evermore!. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
BLUE SKIES
God hath not promised
Skies always blue, Flower-strewn pathways All our lives through;God hath not promised
Sun without rain, Joy without sorrow, Peace without pain.But God hath promised
Strength for the day, Rest for the labor, Light for the way.Grace for the trials,
Help from above, Unfailing sympathy, Undying love.... . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
CARMELITE PRAYER
Death is nothing at all --I have only
slipped away into the next room. Whatsoever we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way which you always used to. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be the household word that it always was. Let it be spoken without effort. Life means all that it has ever meant. It is the same as it ever was, there is absolutely unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of your mind because I am out of your sight? I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner. All is well. Nothing is past, nothing is lost. One brief moment and all will be as it was before, only better, infinitely happier and forever --we will be one together with Christ.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
CHILD
God needed an angel in Heaven
to stand at the Savior ’s feet; His choice must be the rarest A lily pure and sweet. He gazed upon the mighty throng Then stopped and picked the best, Our child was His chosen one With Jesus (he's/she’s) now at rest.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
CHRIST HAVE MERCY
With the spirits of the righteous
made perfect, give rest to the soul of Thy servant, O Savior; and preserve it in that life of blessedness which is with Thee, O Thou who lovest mankind. In the place of Thy rest, O Lord, where all Thy Saints repose, give rest also to the soul of Thy servant for Thou only lovest mankind. Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit: Thou art our God, who descended into Hell, and loosened the bonds of those who were there, Thyself give rest also to the soul of Thy servant now and ever unto ages of ages. Amen.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
CROSSING THE BAR
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea. But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep. Turns again home. Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark! And may there be no sadness of farewell, When I embark; For tho’ from out our bourne of Time and Place The flood may bear me far, I hope to see my Pilot face to face When I have crossed the bar.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
DARLING MOTHER
What is home without a mother?
All things this world may send, But when we lost our darling mother, We lost our dearest friend.Loving and kind in all your ways,
Upright and just to the end of your days; Sincere and true, in your heart and mind; Beautiful memories, you left behind.However long our lives may last,
Whatever lands we view, Whatever joy or grief be ours, We will always think of you.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
DAYS WITHOUT END
GOD, Your days are without end,
Your mercies beyond counting. Help us always to remember that life is short and the day of our death is known to You alone. May Your Holy spirit lead us to live in holiness and justice all our days. Then, after serving you in the fellowship of Your church, with strong faith, consoling hope, and perfect love for all, may we joyfully come to Your kingdom.We ask this through Christ Our Lord.
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DE PROFUNDIS
Out of the depths have I cried to
Thee O Lord: Lord hear my voice. Let Thine ears be attentive to the voice of my supplication. If Thou, O Lord , wilt mark iniquities, Lord who shall stand it? For with Thee there is merciful forgiveness: and by reason of Thy law, have I waited for Thee O Lord. My soul hath relied on His word: my soul hath hoped in the Lord. From the morning watch even until night: Let Israel hope in the Lord. Because with the Lord there is mercy and with Him plenteous redemption.And He shall redeem Israel from all
iniquities. Eternal rest grant him, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon him.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
DO NOT STAND
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond ’s glint of snow.I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the autumn ’s gentle rain. When you waken in the morning ’s hush, I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night.Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there I did not die.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
EVERLASTING LIGHT, THE
Those we love must someday pass
beyond our present sight. . . must leave us and the world we know without their radiant light. But we know that like a candle their lovely light will shine to brighten up another place more perfect... more divine. And in the realm of Heaven where they shine so warm and bright, our loved ones live forevermore in God’s eternal light.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
FATHER, A LIGHT
A light is from our household gone,
A voice we loved is stilled, A place is vacant in our home, Which never can be filled. God gave us a beautiful father, A father who never grew old, You were always there With a helping hand, Help us now to accept His plan. We miss you now, our hearts are sore, As time goes by, we miss you more. Your loving smile, your gentle face, No one can take our "Father's Place".May the choirs of the angels receive
you and may you have rest and peace everlasting. Amen.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
FIREFIGHTER'S PRAYER
When I am called to duty, God,
whenever flames may rage, give me strength to save some life, whatever be its age. Help me embrace a little child before it is too late, or save an older person from the horror of that fate. Enable me to be alert and hear the weakest shout, and quickly and efficiently to put the fire out. I want to fill my calling, and to give the best in me, to guard my every neighbor and protect his property. And if, according to my fate, I am to lose my life, please bless with Your protecting hand my family and friends.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
FOOTPRINTS
One night a man had a dream. He dreamed he
was walking along the beach with the Lord. Across the sky flashed scenes from his life. For each scene, he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand. One belonged to him, and the other to the LORD.When the last scene of his life flashed before
him, he looked back at the footprints in the sand. He noticed that many times along the path of his life there was only one set of foot- prints. He also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest times in his life.This really bothered him and he questioned the
LORD about it. "LORD, you said that once I decided to follow you, you'd walk with me all the way. But I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life, there is only one set of footprints. I don't understand why when I needed you most you would leave me."The LORD replied, "My precious, precious
child, I love you and I would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.". . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
FOOTSTEPS
God sees when the footsteps all falter,
When the pathway has grown too steep. Then He touches the weary eyelids And gives His dear ones sleep.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
FOR A MOTHER
A light is from our household gone,
A voice we loved is stilled. A place is vacant in our home, Which never can be filled. God gave us a beautiful mother, A mother who never grew old. You were always there with a helping hand. Help us now to accept His plan. We miss you now, our hearts are sore, As time goes by, we miss you more. Your loving smile, your gentle face, No one can take our mother's place. May you rest in peace.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
FOUNDERS PRAYER
God made us a family
We need one another We love one another We work together We play together We worship together Together we use God's word Together we grow in Christ Together we love all people Together we serve God Together we hope for Heaven These are our hopes and ideals Help us to attain them, O God Through Jesus Christ our Lord. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
GENTLE FACE
Your gentle face and patient smile
With sadness we recall. You had a kindly word for each And died beloved by all.The voice is mute and
Stilled the heart, That loved us well and true. Ah, bitter was the trial to part From one so good as you.You are not forgotten, loved one,
Nor will you ever be, As long as life and memory last, We will remember thee.We miss you now our hearts are sore,
As time goes by we miss you more. Your loving smile, your gentle face, No one can take your vacant place.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
GIVE
We seem to give them to Thee,
O God, who gavest them to us. Yet as Thou didst not lose them in giving, so do we not lose them by their return. Not as the world giveth, givest Thou, O Lover of souls, What Thou givest, Thou takest not away, for what is Thine is ours also if we are Thine. And life is eternal and love is immortal, and death is only an horizon, and an horizon is nothing, save the limit of our sight. Lift us up, strong Son of God, that we may see further; cleanse our eyes that we may see clearly; draw us closer to Thyself that we may know ourselves to be nearer to our loved ones who are with Thee. And while Thou dost prepare a place for us, prepare us also for that happy place, that where Thou art we may be also for evermore.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
GOD LENT A CHILD
"I'll lend you for a little time
a child of mine," He said "For you to love the while he lives and mourn for when he's dead. It may be two or three years, or twenty-two or three, but will you 'til I call him back, take care of him for me? He will bring his charms to gladden you and shall his stay be brief, you will have his lovely memories as solace for your grief. I cannot promise he will stay, since all from earth return, but there are lessons taught down there, I want this child to learn. I've looked the whole wide world over in my search for teachers true, and from the crowd that throngs life's lanes I have selected you. Now will you give him all your love, nor think the labor vain, nor hate me when I come to call to take him back again." I fancied that I heard them say, "Dear Lord, Thy will be done. For all the joy Thy child shall bring the risk of grief we'll run. We'll shelter him with tenderness, we'll love him while we may. And for the happiness we've known, forever grateful stay. But shall the angels call for him much sooner than we've planned, we will brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand.". . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
GOD LOOKED
God looked around His garden
And found an empty place. He then looked down upon the earth, And saw your tired face. He put his arms around you And lifted you to rest. God's garden must be beautiful He always takes the best. He saw the road was getting rough, And the hills were hard to climb, So He closed your weary eyelids, And whispered "Peace be thine". It broke our hearts to lose you But you didn't go alone, For part of us went with you The day God called you home.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
GOD THE CREATOR
God the Creator and Redeemer
of all the faithful, grant unto the soul of (Name), Thy servant departed, the remission of all sins; that by pious supplications, (he/she) may obtain that pardon which (he/she) has always desired. Grant this, O God, who livest and reignest for ever and ever. Amen.Sweet Heart of Mary
be (his/her) salvation.Our Father, -- Hail Mary, --
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GOD THE GIVER
"Blessed are they that mourn,
for they shall be comforted". St. Matthew, Verse 5O God, the giver of pardon and lover
of human salvation, have mercy on your servant who has departed from this world. May the intercession of the Blessed Mary ever Virgin, and all your Saints assist this soul in attaining eternal happiness.May the souls of all the faithful
departed, through the mercy of God rest in peace.Amen
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HAIL MARY
Hail Mary, full of grace,
the Lord is with Thee: blessed art Thou among women and blessed is the fruit of Thy womb, Jesus.Holy Mary, Mother of God
pray for us sinners now, and at the hour of our death.Amen
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HAND OF GOD
Though today you walk in sorrow,
you will not be alone. There is One whose loving wisdom Is far greater than our own. Put your trusting hand in His, As a little child would do, And He, like a loving father, Will guide and comfort you!Day by day, there will come to you
New faith, new hope, new light; You'll find that stars unseen by day Shine through the darkest night. And though your heart is longing, For the dear one who's at rest, You'll know before the journey's end That God's dear ways are best!Jessie Home Fairweather
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HAPPY SOUL
O happy soul,
be thankful now, and rest! Heaven is a goodly land: And God is love; and those He loves are Blest; Now thou dost understand The least thou hast is better than the best That thou didst hope for; new upon Thine eyes. The new life opens fair; Before thy feet the blessed journey lies Through homelands everywhere; And heaven to Thee is all a sweet surprise.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
HIS / HER JOURNEY
Don't think of (him/her) as gone away,
her journey's just begun. Life holds so many facets this earth is only one. Just think of her as resting from the sorrow and the tears, in a place of warmth and comfort, where there are no days and years. Think how she must be wishing that we could know today how nothing but our sadness can really pass away. And think of her as living in the hearts of those she touched, for nothing loved is ever lost, and she was loved so much.Ellen Brenneman
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I'M FREE
Don't grieve for me now, I'm free.
I'm following the path God laid for me. I took His hand when I heard Him call. I turned my back and left it all. I could not stay another day to laugh, to love, to work or play. Tasks left undone must stay that way. I found that peace at close of day. If my parting has left a void then fill it with remembered joy. A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss, ah yes, these things I too will miss. Be not burdened with times of sorrow. I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow. My life's been full, I've savored much; good friends, good times, a loved one's touch. Perhaps my time seemed all to brief, don't lengthen it now with undue grief. Lift up your hearts and share with me, for God wanted me now. He set me free.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
INCLINE THINE EAR
"We have loved them during life,
let us not abandon them, until we have conducted them by our prayers in the house of the Lord" St. AmbroseIncline Thine ear, O Lord, unto our
prayers, wherein we humbly pray Thee to show Thy mercy upon the soul of Thy servant, whom Thou hast commanded to pass out of this world, that Thou wouldst place him in the region of peace and light, and bid him be a partaker with Thy Saints.Through Christ our Lord. Amen
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IRISH BLESSING
May the road rise
to meet you, May the wind be always at your back, May the sun shine warm upon your face, The rains fall soft upon your fields, And until we meet again May God hold you in the palm of his hand.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
JESUS
O God, who dost design
mercifully to bestow upon us infinite treasures of love in the heart of Thy Son, which was wounded for our sins, grant, we beseech Thee, that we who pay Him the devout homage of our piety, may in like manner show unto Thee our due of worthy satisfaction. Through the same Christ our Lord. Amen.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
JOHN 14:1-3
Let not your hearts be troubled;
believe in God, believe also in Me.In my Father's house are many rooms;
if it were not so, would I have told you that I go and prepare a place for you?And when I go and prepare a place
for you, I will come again and will take you to Myself, that where I am you may be also.John 14:1-3
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LAUGH
To laugh often and much;
to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better whether by a healthy child, a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
LEAF
Leaf after leaf
flower after flower some in the dawn of day some in the after hour. Alive they flourish, and alive they fall and the earth that sustained them receives them all.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
LIFE
Life is but a stopping place,
A pause in what's to be, A resting place along the road to sweet eternity. We all have different journeys, Different paths along the way, We all were meant to learn some things, But never meant to stay... Our destination is a place far greater than we know For some, the journey's quicker, For some the journey's slow. And when the journey finally ends, We'll claim a great reward, And find an everlasting peace, Together with the Lord.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
LITTLE ANGEL
When God calls little children to
dwell with Him above, we mortals sometimes question the wisdom of His Love. For no heartache compares with the death of one small child, who does so much to make our world seem wonderful and mild. Perhaps God tires of calling the aged to His fold, so He picks a rosebud before it can grow old. God knows how much we need them, and so He takes a few to make the land of Heaven more beautiful to view. Believing this is difficult, still somehow we must try. The saddest word mankind knows will always be “Good-bye”. So, when a little child departs, we who are left behind must realize God loves children. Angels are hard to find.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
LITTLE CHILDREN
When God calls little children to
dwell with Him above, we mortals sometimes question the wisdom of His Love. For no heartache compares with the death of one small child, who does so much to make our world seem wonderful and mild. Perhaps God tires of calling the aged to His fold, so He picks a rosebud before it can grow old. God knows how much we need them, and so He takes a few to make the land of Heaven more beautiful to view. Believing this is difficult, still somehow we must try. The saddest word mankind knows will always be "Good-bye". So, when a little child departs, we who are left behind must realize, God loves little children. Angels Are Hard To Find.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
LITTLE ROSE
I would rather have a little rose
From the garden of a friend, Than have the choicest flowers When my stay on earth shall end.I would rather have the kindest words
And a smile that I can see, Than flattery when my heart is still And this life ceased to be.I would rather have a loving smile
From the friends I know are true, Than tears shed around my casket When the world I bid adieu.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
LIVING
When I am dead,
cry for me a little. Think of me sometimes, but not too much. It is not good for you, or your wife or your husband, or your children to allow your thoughts to dwell too long on the dead Think of me now and again as I was in life at some moment which it is pleasant to recall. But not too long. Leave me in peace as I shall leave you, too, in peace.While you live, let your thoughts
be with the living.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
LORD SUPPORT US
Lord support us all day long,
until the shadows lengthen and the evening comes, and the busy world is hushed, and the fever of life is over, and our work is done. Then, in Thy mercy, grant us a safe lodging, and a holy rest, and peace at the last. Amen. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
LORD'S PRAYER (CATHOLIC)
Our Father who art in heaven,
Hallowed be Thy name; Thy kingdom come; Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread; And forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil. Amen. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
LORD'S PRAYER (PROTESTANT)
Our Father who art in heaven,
Hallowed be Thy name; Thy kingdom come; Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread; And forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. For Thine is the Kingdom, and the power, and the glory forever. Amen. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
LOVE
Love is patient; Love is kind;
Love is not jealous, it does not put on airs, it is not snobbish. Love is never rude. It is not self seeking, it is not prone to anger; neither does it brood over injuries. Love does not rejoice in what is wrong but rejoices with the truth. There is no limit to Love's forbearance, its trust, its hope, its power to endure. Love never fails.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
LOVED HIM/HER
Father we entrust our
(brother/sister) to your mercy.You loved (him/her) greatly in this
life. Now that (he/she) is freed from all its cares, give (him/her) happiness and peace forever.Welcome (him/her) now into paradise
where there will be no more sorrow, no more weeping or pain, but only peace and joy with Jesus Your Son, and the Holy Spirit for ever and ever.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
MAGIC OF MOTHER
There's magic in a Mother's touch
and sunshine in her smile. There's love in everything she does to make our lives worthwhile.We can find both hope and courage
just by looking in her eyes. Her laughter is a source of joy, her words are warm and wise.There is a kindness and compassion
to be found in her embrace, and we see the light of heaven shining from a Mother's face.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
MARINE
Almighty Father, whose command is
over all and whose love never fails, make me aware of Thy presence and obedient to Thy will. Keep me true to my best self, guarding me against dishonesty in purpose and deed and helping me to live so that I can face my fellow Marines, my loved ones, and Thee without shame or fear. Protect my family. Give me the will to do the work of a Marine and to accept my share of responsibilities with vigor and enthusiasm. Grant me the courage to be proficient in my daily performance. Keep me loyal and faithful to my superiors and to the duties my Country and the Marine Corps have entrusted to me. Make me considerate of those committed to my leadership. Help me to wear my uniform with dignity, and let it remind me daily of the traditions which I must uphold.If I am inclined to doubt, steady my faith;
if I am tempted, make me strong to resist; if I should miss the mark, give me the courage to try again.Guide me with the light of truth
and grant me wisdom by which I may understand the answer to my prayer.Amen
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MAY THE ANGELS
May the angels lead thee into paradise.
May the martyrs receive thee at thy coming
and take thee to the holy city.May the choirs of the angels receive
thee and mayest thou have rest everlasting.Amen
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MEMORARE
Remember, O most gracious Virgin Mary,
that never was it known that anyone who fled to Thy protection, implored Thy help, and sought Thy intercession was left unaided. Inspired with this confidence, I fly unto Thee. O Virgin of virgins, my Mother! To Thee do I come, before Thee I stand, sinful and sorrowful. Oh Mother of the Word incarnate despise not my petitions, but in Thy mercy, hear and answer me.Amen
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MEMORY
Those we love remain with us
For love itself lives on, And cherished memories never fade Because a loved one's gone.Those we love can never be
more than a thought apart, For as long as there is memory, They'll live on in our heart.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
MISS ME
When I come to the end of the road
and the sun has set for me, I want no rites in a gloom-filled room. Why cry for a soul set free? Miss me a little, but not too long, and not with your head bowed low. Remember the love that we once shared, Miss me but let me go.For this is a journey we all must take,
and each must go alone. It's all part of the Master plan, A step on the road to home. When you are lonely and sick of heart, Go to the friends we know And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds. Miss me, but let me go.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
MOST IMPORTANT PERSON ON EARTH
The most important person
on earth is a mother. She can- not claim the honor of having built Notre Dame Cathedral. She need not. She has built something more magnificent than any cathedral - a dwelling for an immortal soul, the tiny perfection of her baby's body. "The angels have not been blessed with such grace. They cannot share in God's creative miracle to bring new saints to Heaven. Only a human mother can. Mothers are closer to God the Creator than any other creatures. God joins forces with mothers in performing this act of creation..." "What on God's good earth is more glorious than this: to be a mother?"-Joseph Cardinal Mindszenty
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MOTHER
Nobody dies,
and Mother least of all. Her loving guise, the sound of her footfall, brighten the dark hall. Some feature of her face repeats in every year. Her voice, her gentle grace, in some dear child appear, Her vision stills our fear. She cannot pass while our remembering crowns the green grass with happy flowers of Spring. Recalling everything; her kindness most of all, that passed nobody by. Whatever may befall, whatever changing sky, Mother will not die.by Anne Campbell
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MOTHER, A LIGHT
A light is from our household gone,
a voice we loved is still, a place is vacant in our home, that never can be filled. You can only have one mother, patient, kind and true, no other friend in all the world, will be the same to you. When other friends forsake you, to mother you will return, for all her loving kindness, she asks nothing in return. As we look upon her picture, sweet memories we recall, of a face so full of sunshine, and a smile for one and all. Sweet Jesus take our message, to our dear mother up above, Tell her how we miss her, and give her all our love. May She Rest in Peace. Amen.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
MOTHER DEAR
Dear Mother, I’m grateful
For your tender cares, The worries and heartaches And your constant prayers.May Mary, God’s Mother,
Spread her mantle blue, Enfold you forever With her Son there, too.Each day while I’m thinking
Heaven is meant for you, My heart keeps on singing, Mother, Mother, I love you.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
MUSIC
Music has moments of rapturous sound
and intervals of rest.It thrills the heart
with its majesty and soothes it when suppressed.Life too has ringing,
throbbing tones and muted, silent keys,Yet both are merged
at the Master's touch Into living symphonies.Florence Emeline Wright
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NURSE'S PRAYER
Almighty God,
Divine Healer of all, grant me, Your handmaiden, strength and courage in my calling. Give to my heart compassion and understanding. Give to my hands still and tenderness. Give to my mind knowledge and wisdom. Especially, Dear Lord, help me always to remember the true purpose of my vocation, that of selfless service and dedication to the weak and despairing in body and spirit.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
O GENTLEST HEART
O gentlest heart of Jesus, ever
present in the Blessed Sacrament, ever consumed with burning love for the poor captive souls, have mercy on the soul of Thy departed servant. Be not severe in Thy judgment but let some drops of Thy Precious Blood fall upon the devour- ing flames, and do Thou O Merciful Savior, send Thy Angels to conduct Thy departed servant to a place of refreshment, light and peace. AmenMerciful Jesus grant eternal rest.
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OUR HOPE
We commend our dearly departed into
Your hand, O Merciful God.In faith, we believe that having died
in Christ, our departed loved one will rise again on the last day with Him.We give You thanks for allowing us to
share the good things of this earthly life with our dearly departed.Accept our prayer that the gates of
Heaven will be opened to Your departed servant.Comfort us in our sorrow
as we wait in joyful expectation to be united with all our loved ones and greet Christ in glory. Amen.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
OUR LADY OF MIRACULOUS MEDAL
O Mother of God, Mary Immaculate,
we dedicate and consecrate ourselves to you under the title of Our Lady of Miraculous Medal. May this Medal be for each one of us a sure sign of your affection for us and a constant reminder of our duties toward you. Even while wearing it, may we be blessed by your loving protection and preserved in the grace of your Son, O most powerful Virgin, Mother of our Savior keep us close to you every moment of our lives. Obtain for us, your children, the grace of a happy death; so that in union with you, we may enjoy the bliss of heaven forever. Amen. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
PERHAPS
Perhaps you sent a lovely card
Or sat quietly in a chair. Perhaps you sent a funeral spray, If so, we saw it there. Perhaps you spoke the kindest words, As any friend could say. Perhaps you were not there at all, Just thought of us that day. Whatever you did to console our hearts, We thank you so much whatever the part.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
PERPETUAL HELP
O Mother of perpetual help, grant
that I may ever invoke Your most powerful name, which is the safeguard of the living and the salvation of the dying. O Purest Mary! O Sweetest Mary! Let Your name henceforth be ever on my lips. Delay not, O blessed Lady. To help me when ever I call on You, for in all my temptations, in all my needs, I shall never cease to call on You. Ever repeating Your sacred name, Mary! Mary! O what consolation, what sweetness, what confidence, what emotion fills my soul when I utter Your sacred name, or even only think of You. But I will not be content with merely uttering Your Name, let my love for You prompt me ever to hail You, Mother of Perpetual Help.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
POLICEMAN'S PRAYER
"He will remain in our hearts forever..."
O Almighty God whose great power
and eternal wisdom embrace the universe, watch over all Policemen and Law Enforcement Officers. Protect them from harm in the performance of their duty to stop crime, robberies, riots and violence. We pray to help them keep our streets and homes safe day and night. We recommend them to your care because their duty is dangerous. Grant them Your unending strength and courage in their daily assignments. Dear God protect these brave officers, grant them Your almighty protection, unite them safely with their families after duty ends. Amen. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
PRAYER FOR YOU, A
I said a prayer for you today
And know God must have heard-- I felt the answer in my heart Although he spoke no word! I didn't ask for wealth or fame (I knew you wouldn't mind)-- I asked Him to send treasures Of a far more lasting kind! I asked that He'd be near you At the start of each new day To grant you health and blessings And friends to share your way! I asked for happiness for you In all things great and small-- But it was for His loving care I prayed the most of all!. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
PRAYER FOR THE FAITHFUL DEPARTED
O God,
The Creator and Redeemer Of all the Faithful, Grant to the Souls Of thy Servants departed The remission of all their sins; That though pious supplications They may obtain the pardon Which they have always desired Who livest and reignest World without end. Amen.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
PRECIOUS GIFT
One gift, above all others,
God gives to us to treasure. One that knows no time, no place and one gold cannot measure.The precious, poignant tender gift
Of Memory --- that will keep Our dear ones ever in our hearts, Although God gives them sleep.It brings back long remembered things:
A song, a word, a smile And our world's a better place - - - because We had them for awhile!Jessie H. Fairweather
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RESURRECTION
Most merciful Father, we commend
our departed into your hands. We are filled with the sure hope that our departed will rise again on the Last Day with all who have died in Christ. We thank you for all the good things you have given during our departed’s earthly life.O Father, in Your great mercy, accept
our prayer that the Gates of Paradise may be opened for Your servant. In our turn, may we too be comforted by the word of faith until we greet Christ in glory and are united with You and our departed.Through Christ our Lord, Amen
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ROMAN RITUAL
May the Angels
lead you into Paradise, may the Martyrs receive you at your coming, and take you to Jerusalem the holy city. May the choirs of the Angels receive you, and may you with the once poor Lazarus, have rest ever lasting. Amen Roman RitualMay the Souls of all the
faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace. Amen. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
ROMANS 14:7-8
None of us live unto himself,
and none of us dies unto himself. If we live, we live to the Lord, and if we die, we die to the Lord. So then whether we live or whether we die, we are the Lord's. Romans 14:7-8. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
SAFELY HOME
I am in Heaven, dear ones;
Oh, so happy and so bright! There is perfect joy and beauty In His everlasting light. All the pain and grief is over, Every restless tossing passed; I am now at peace forever; safely home in Heaven at last. Did you wonder I so calmly trod the valley of the shade? Oh! but Jesus' love illumined every dark and fearful glade. And He came Himself to meet me in that way so hard to tread; And with Jesus' arm to lean on, could I have one doubt or dread? Then you must not grieve so sorely, for I love you dearly still: Try to look beyond earth's shadows, pray to trust our Father's Will. There is work still waiting for you, so you must not idly stand; do it now, while life remaineth-- you shall rest in Jesus' land. When that work is all completed, He will gently call you home; Oh, the rapture of that meeting, Oh, the joy to see you come!. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
SHE IS GONE
I am standing on the seashore.
A ship spreads her sails to the morning breeze and starts for the ocean. I am watching until she fades on the horizon, and someone at my side says, “She is gone.” Gone where? The loss of sight is in me, not in her. Just at the moment when someone says “She is gone,” There are others who are watching her coming. Other voices take up the glad shout, “Here she comes!”.... And that is dying.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
SERENITY PRAYER
God grant me the serenity to
accept the things I cannot change. The courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
SONGS OF THE ANGELS
May the songs of the angels welcome you,
and guide you along your way. May the smiles of the martyrs greet your own as darkness turns into day. Ev'ry fear will be undone and death will be no more. As songs of the angels bring you home before the face of God.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
ST. ANNE
O Glorious St. Anne Thou art filled
with compassion for those who invoke thee and with love for those who suffer! Heavily laden with the weight of my troubles, I therefore cast myself at Thy feet and humbly beg of Thee to take under Thy special protection the present affair which I recommend to Thee. Vouchsafe to recommend it to Thy Daughter, the Blessed Virgin Mary, and lay it before the throne of Jesus, so that He may bring it to a happy issue. Cease not to intercede for me until my request is granted. Above all obtain for me the grace of one day to behold my God face to face, and with Thee and Mary and the saints to praise and bless Him for all Eternity. Amen. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
ST. ANTHONY
O glorious St. Anthony, safe refuge
of the afflicted and distressed. Who by miraculous revelation has directed all those who seek aid to come to Thy altar with the promise that whosoever visits it for nine consecutive Tuesdays, and there piously invokes Thee, will feel the power of Thy intercession. I, a poor sinner, encouraged by this promise, come to Thee, O powerful Saint, and with a firm hope I implore Thy aid, Thy protection, Thy counsel and Thy blessing. Obtain for me, I beseech Thee, my request in this necessity. But if it should be opposed to the will of God and the welfare of my soul, obtain for me such other graces as shall be conducive of my salvation. Through Christ our Lord, Amen.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
ST. ANTHONY, UNFAILING PRAYER TO
O Holy St. Anthony, gentlest of
Saints, your love for God and charity for His creatures, made you worthy, when on earth, to possess miraculous powers. Miracles waited on your word, which you were ever ready to speak for those in trouble or anxiety. O gentle and loving St. Anthony, whose heart was ever full of human sympathy, whisper my petition into the ears of the Sweet Infant Jesus, who loved to be folded in your arms; and the gratitude of my heart will ever be yours.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
ST. AUGUSTINE
Watch Thou, dear Lord,
with those who wake, or watch, or weep tonight and give Your angels charge over those who sleep.Tend Your sick ones,
O Lord Christ, rest Your weary ones, pity Your dying ones, pity Your afflicted ones, and all for Your love's sake!St. Augustine
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ST. FRANCIS
Lord make me
an instrument of Thy peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love. Where there is injury, pardon. Where there is doubt, faith. Where there is despair, hope. Where there is darkness, light. Where there is sadness, joy.O Divine Master;
grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console; to be understood as to understand: to be loved as to love; for it is in giving that we receive, and it is in pardoning that we are pardoned, and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.Prayer of St. Francis of Assisi
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ST. JOSEPH
Oh, St. Joseph, whose protection is so
great, so strong, so prompt before the throne of God, I place in you all my interest and desires. Oh, St. Joseph, do assist me by your powerful intercession, and obtain for me from your divine foster-Son all spiritual blessings, through Jesus Christ, our Lord; so that, having engaged here below your heavenly power, I may offer my thanks - giving and homage to the most loving of Fathers. Oh, St. Joseph, I never weary contemplating you, and Jesus asleep in your arms; I dare not approach while He reposes near your heart. Press Him in my name and kiss His fine head for me and ask Him to return the kiss when I draw my dying breath. St. Joseph patron of departing souls, pray for us. Amen.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
ST. JUDE
O glorious Apostle, St. Jude Thaddeus true
relative of Jesus and Mary, I salute you through the Most Sacred Heart of Jesus. Through this Heart I praise and thank God for all the graces He has bestowed upon you. Humbly prostrate before you, I implore you through this heart to look down upon me with compassion. Oh despise not my poor prayer, let not my trust be confounded. To you God has granted the privilege of aiding mankind in the most desperate cases. Oh, come to my aid that I may praise the mercies of God. All my life I will be grateful to you and will be your faithful client until I can thank you in heaven. Amen.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
ST. MICHAEL
St. Michael the Archangel,
Defend us in battle, Be our protection against the wickedness and snares of the devil. May God rebuke him, we humbly pray, And do thou, O Prince of the heavenly house, By the power of God, thrust into hell Satan and all evil spirits Who wander through the world For the ruin of Souls. Amen. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
ST. PATRICK
O great Apostle of Ireland,
glorious St. Patrick to whom under God, so many are indebted for the most precious of all treasures, the great gift of Faith.Receive our fervent thanks for the
zeal and charity which have been to thousands the source of blessings so invaluable.Ask for all who dwell in this land
and the land of thy labors, the precious light of faith, and beg for us on whom its glorious rays have long since beamed, the grace to regulate our lives by its sacred maxims.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
ST. PUCCI (Her)
We seem to give her back to You, O Lord,
who gave her to us. Yet as You did not lose him in giving, so we do not lose her by her return. Not as the world gives, do You give O Lover of souls, What You give You do not take away, for what is Yours is ours also, if we are Yours, And life is eternal and love is immortal, and death is only an horizon, and an horizon is nothing but the limit of our sight. Lift us up, strong Son of God, that we may see further; cleanse our eyes that we may see more clearly; draw us closer to Yourself that we may know ourselves to be nearer to our loved ones who are with You. And while You prepare a place for us, prepare us also for the happy place that where You are we may be also evermore. Amen. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
ST. PUCCI (Him)
We seem to give him back to You, O Lord,
who gave him to us. Yet as You did not lose him in giving, so we do not lose him by his return. Not as the world gives, do You give O Lover of souls. What You give You do not take away, for what is Yours is ours also, if we are Yours. And life is eternal and love is immortal, and death is only an horizon, and an horizon is nothing but the limit of our sight. Lift us up, strong Son of God, that we may see further; cleanse our eyes that we may see more clearly; draw us closer to Yourself that we may know ourselves to be nearer to our loved ones who are with You, And while You prepare a place for us, prepare us also for the happy place that where You are we may be also evermore. Amen. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
ST. THERESA
O Little flower of Jesus,
Ever consoling troubled souls with Heavenly Graces, In your unfailing intercession I place my confident trust. From the Heart of our Blessed Savior petition these Blessings of which I stand in greatest need. Shower upon me your promised Roses of Virtue and Grace, dear St. Theresa, so that swiftly advancing in sanctity and in perfect love of neighbor, I may someday receive the Crown of Life Eternal. Amen. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
SUNSET
Should you go first and I remain, to
walk the road alone. I'll live in memories garden dear, with happy days we've known. In spring I'll wait for roses red, when faded the lilacs blue. In early fall when brown leaves fall, I'll catch a glimpse of you. I'll hear your voice, I'll see you smile tho blindly I may grope. The memory of your helping hand will buoy me on with hope. Should you go first and I remain one thing I'll have you do: Walk slowly down that long, long path for soon I'll follow you. I want to know each step you take, so I may take the same. for someday down that lonely road, you'll hear me call your name.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
TAPS
Day is done, gone the sun
From the lake, from the hill From the skyAll is well, safely rest.
God is nigh.Thanks and praise, for our days,
'neath the sun, 'neath the stars, 'neath the sky.As we go, this we know,
God is nigh.Amen.
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THANK YOU FOR CARING
When someone takes the time to listen,
When someone reaches out, When someone does a thoughtful thing That makes you warm throughout.When someone lends a helping hand,
Finds ways in which to share, When someone makes you feel secure By always being there.When someone senses there are times
When you have special needs, When someone gives you inner strength Through words as well as deeds.When someone seems to take an interest
In just how you're faring, It's time to tell that special someone Thanks so much for caring!. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
THE PLAN
Our Lives are but fine weavings
That God and we prepare, Each life becomes a fabric planned And fashioned in His care. We may not always see just how The weavings intertwine, But we must trust the Master’s hand And follow His design, For He can view the pattern Upon the upper side, While we must look from underneath And trust in Him to guide... Sometimes a strand of sorrow Is added to His plan, And though it's difficult for us, We still must understand That it's He who fills the shuttle, It's He who knows what's best, So we must weave in patience And leave to Him the rest... Not till the loom is silent And the shuttles cease to fly Shall God unroll the canvas And explain the reason why--- The dark threads are as needed In the Weaver's skillful hand As the threads of gold and silver In the pattern He has planned.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
THEY SAY
They say there is a reason,
They say that time will heal, But neither time or reason, Will change the way we feel. For no one knows the heartache That lies beyond our smiles, No one knows how many times We have broken down and cried, We want to tell you something, So there won’t be any doubt, You're so wonderful to think of, But so hard to be without.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
TO THOSE I LOVE AND THOSE WHO LOVE ME
When I am gone, release me, let me go.
I have so many things to see and do. You must not tie yourself to me with tears. Be thankful for our beautiful years. I gave to you my love, you can only guess, How much you gave to me in happiness. I thank you for the love you have shown, But now it’s time I travel on alone. So grieve a while if you must. Then let your grief be comforted by trust. It’s only for a while that we must part, So bless the memories within your heart. I won’t be far away, for life goes on, And if you need me, call and I will come. Though you can’t see me or touch me, I’ll be near. And if you listen with your heart you’ll hear All my love around you soft and clear. And then when you must come this way alone, I’ll greet you with a smile and say welcome home.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
TOO LITTLE TIME
Too Little Time:
I find each day too short forAll the thoughts I want to think,
All the walks I want to take,
All the books I want to read, and
All the friends I want to see.
The longer I live the more my mind
dwells upon the beauty and the wonder of the world.John Burroughs
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TREASURED SEASONS
For everything there is
an appointed season, and a time for every purpose under heaven...A time for sharing,
a time for caring. A time for loving, a time for giving. A time for remembering, a time for parting.You have made everything
beautiful in its time, for everything You do remains forever.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
TREE
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast:A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
WALK IN SUNSHINE
May you always walk in sunshine
and God’s love around you flow, for the happiness you gave us, no one will ever know. It broke our hearts to lose you, but you did not go alone, a part of us went with you the day God called you home. A million times we’ve needed you, a million times we’ve cried. If love could only have saved you, You never would have died.The Lord Be With You
And May You Rest In Peace Amen. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
WE GIVE THEM BACK
We seem to give them to thee,
O God, who gavest them to us. Yet as Thou didst not lose them in giving, so do we not lose them by their return. Not as the world giveth, givest Thou, O Lover of souls. What Thou givest, Thou takest not away, for what is Thine is ours also if we are Thine. And life is eternal and love is immortal, and death is only an horizon, and an horizon is nothing, save the limit of our sight. Lift us up, strong Son of God, that we may see further; cleanse our eyes that we may see clearly; draw us closer to Thyself that we may know ourselves to be nearer to our loved ones who are with Thee. And while Thou dost prepare a place for us, prepare us also for that happy place, that where Thou art we may be also for evermore.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
WE’LL ALWAYS REMEMBER
We’ll always remember
that special smile, that caring heart, that warm embrace you always gave us.We’ll always remember
you being there for Mom and us. Through good and bad times, no matter what. We’ll always remember you Dad, because there’ll never be any one to replace you in our hearts and the love we will always have for you.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
WHEN I MUST LEAVE
When I must leave you for a little
while --- please do not grieve and shed wild tears and hug your sorrow to you through the years, but start out bravely with a gallant smile, and for my sake, and in my name live on and do all things the same. Feed not your loneliness on empty days, but fill each waking hour in useful ways, reach out your hand in comfort and in cheer and I, in turn, will comfort you and hold you near. And never, never be afraid to die, for I am waiting for you in the sky.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
WHEN I’M GONE
When I’m Gone.
Give what’s left of me away to children and to old folks that wait to die. And if you need to cry, cry for your brother and sister walking the street beside you. And when you need me, put your arms around someone and give them what you need to give to me. I want to leave you something, some thing better than words or sounds. Look for me in the people I’ve known and loved, And if you cannot give me away, at least let me live in your eyes and not in your mind. You can love me most by letting hands touch hands, by letting bodies touch bodies, and by letting go of children that need to be free. Love doesn’t die, people do. So, when all that’s left of me is love, give me away.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
WINGS AGAINST THE SUN
Forever earthbound are my feet,
Upon the rocky road ahead, But high among the clouds, my thoughts, And so my heart is comforted.If one shoulder aches,
I shift the burden to the other side, Remembering the times I’ve laughed, And not the ones in which I’ve cried.Too short indeed these precious years,
To let a dream die needlessly, Beyond tomorrow there awaits A time and place designed for me, And old hopes rising one by one, Are golden wings against the sun!Grace E. Easley
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YOU TOILED SO HARD
You toiled so hard for those you loved,
You said good-bye to none. Your spirit flew before we knew Your work on earth was done.We miss you now, our hearts are sore,
As time goes by we miss you more. Your loving smile, your gentle face; No one can fill your vacant place.Your life was love and labor,
Your love for your family true, You did the best for all of us, We will always remember you.The Lord be with you (Name),
now and for evermore. Amen