1 Spiritual Verses and Prayers Psalm 23 The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pasture...
Spiritual Verses and Prayers Psalm 23 Christian The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures; He leads me beside quiet waters. He restores my soul; He guides me in the paths of righteousness For His name's sake. Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil, for You are with me; Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me. You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; You have anointed my head with oil; My cup overflows. Surely goodness and loving kindness will follow me all the days of my life, And I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever.
Psalm 23 - A Psalm of David Jewish Adonai is my shepherd, I shall not want~ Giving me repose in green meadows, Leading me beside the still waters to revive my spirit, Guiding me on the right path, for that is God’s essence. Though I walk through a valley of the shadow of death, I fear no harm, for You are with me. Your staff and Your rod comfort me. You prepare a banquet for me in the presence of my foes. You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows. Surely goodness and kindness shall be my portion all the days of my life. And I shall dwell in the House of Adonai forever.
Psalm 23 – Oxford Version Christian The Lord is my shepherd; there is nothing I shall want. Fresh and green are the pastures where he gives me repose, Near restful waters he leads me to revive my drooping spirit. He guides me along the right path; he is true to his name. If I should walk in the valley of darkness no evil would I fear. You are there with your crook and your staff; with these you give me comfort. You have prepared a banquet for me in the sight of my foes. My head you have anointed with oil; my cup is overflowing. Surely goodness and kindness shall follow me all the days of my life. In the Lord’s own house shall I dwell for ever and ever. Psalm 34:1-10 Christian I will thank the LORD at all times. My lips will always praise him. I will honor the Lord. Let those who are hurting hear and be joyful. Join me in giving glory to the Lord. Let us honor him together. I looked to the Lord, and he answered me. He saved me from everything I was afraid of. Those who look to him beam with joy. They are never put to shame. This poor man called out, and the LORD heard him. He saved him out of all of his troubles. The angel of the LORD stands guard around those who have respect for him. And he saves them. Taste and see that the LORD is good. Blessed is the man who goes to him for safety. You people of God, have respect for the Lord. Those who respect him have everything they need. The lions may grow weak and hungry. But those who look to the LORD have every good thing they need.
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God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble. Therefore will not we fear, though the earth be removed, and though the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea; Though the waters thereof roar and be troubled, though the mountains shake with the swelling thereof. Selah. There is a river, the streams whereof shall make glad the city of God, the holy place of the tabernacles of the most High. God is in the midst of her; she shall not be moved: God shall help her, and that right early. The heathen raged, the kingdoms were moved: he uttered his voice, the earth melted. The LORD of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our refuge. Selah. Come, behold the works of the LORD, what desolations he hath made in the earth. He maketh wars to cease unto the end of the earth; he breaketh the bow, and cutteth the spear in sunder; he burneth the chariot in the fire. Be still, and know that I am God: I will be exalted among the heathen, I will be exalted in the earth. The LORD of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our refuge. Selah.
He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the LORD, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust. Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence. He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler. Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night; nor for the arrow that flieth by day; Nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness; nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday. A thousand shall fall at thy side, and ten thousand at thy right hand; but it shall not come nigh thee. Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold and see the reward of the wicked. Because thou hast made the LORD, which is my refuge, even the most High, thy habitation; There shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling. For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways. They shall bear thee up in their hands, lest thou dash thy foot against a stone. Thou shalt tread upon the lion and adder: the young lion and the dragon shalt thou trample under feet. Because he hath set his love upon me, therefore will I deliver him: I will set him on high, because he hath known my name. He shall call upon me, and I will answer him: I will be with him in trouble; I will deliver him, and honour him. With long life will I satisfy him, and shew him my salvation. Psalm 100 Christian Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth. Worship the Lord with gladness; come before Him with joyful songs. Know that the Lord is God. It is He who made us, and we are His; we are His people, the sheep of His pasture. Enter His gates with thanksgiving and His courts with praise; give thanks to Him and praise His name. For the Lord is good and His love endures forever; His faithfulness continues through all generations.
Psalm 118 Christian Give thanks to the Lord, for He is good; For His lovingkindness is everlasting. Oh let Israel say, "His lovingkindness is everlasting." Oh let the house of Aaron say, "His lovingkindness is everlasting." Oh let those who fear the Lord say, "His lovingkindness is everlasting." From my distress I called upon the Lord; The Lord answered me and set me in a large place. The Lord is for me; I will not fear; What can man do to me? The Lord is for me among those who help me; Therefore I shall look with satisfaction on those who hate me. It is better to take refuge in the Lord Than to trust in man. It is better to take refuge in the Lord Than to trust in princes. All nations surround me; In the name of the Lord I will surely cut them off. They surround me, yes, they surround me; In the name of the Lord I will surely cut them off. They surround me like bees; They were extinguished as a fire of thorns; In the name of the Lord I will surely cut them off. You pushed me violently so that I was falling, But the Lord helped me. The Lord is my strength and my song, And He has become my salvation. The sound of joyful shouting and salvation is in the tents of the righteous; The right hand of the Lord does valiantly. The right hand of the Lord is exalted; The right hand of the Lord does valiantly. I shall not die, but live, And tell the works of the Lord. The Lord has disciplined me severely, But He has not given me over to death. Open to me the gates of righteousness; I shall enter through them, I shall give thanks to the Lord. This is the gate of the Lord; The righteous will enter through it. I shall give thanks to Thee, for Thou hast answered me; And Thou hast become my salvation. The stone which the builders rejected Has become the corner stone. This is the Lord's doing; It is marvelous in our eyes. This is the day which the Lord has made; Let us rejoice and be glad in it. O Lord, do save, we beseech Thee; O Lord, we beseech Thee, do send prosperity! Blessed is the one who comes in the name of the Lord; We have blessed you from the house of the Lord. The Lord is God, and He has given us light; Bind the festival sacrifice with cords to the horns of the altar. Thou art my God, and I give thanks to Thee. Thou art my God, I extol Thee; Give thanks to the Lord, for He is good; For His lovingkindness is everlasting.
Psalm 121 Christian I will lift up mine eyes to 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. Behold, he that keepeth Israel Shall neither slumber nor sleep. The Lord is thy keeper; The Lord is thy shade upon thy right 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 forevermore. Psalm 139 Christian O Lord, thou hast searched me, and know me. Thou knowest my downsitting and mine uprising, thou understandest my thought afar off. Thou compassest my path and my lying down, and art acquainted with all my ways. For there is not a word in my tongue, but, lo, O Lord, thou knowest it altogether. Thou has beset me behind and before, and laid thine hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high, I cannot attain unto it. Whither shall I go from thy spirit? Or whither shall I flee from thy presence? If I ascend up into heaven, thou are there: if I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there. If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea; Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me. If I say, Surely the darkness shall cover me; even the night shall be light about me. Yea, the darkness hideth not from thee; but the night shineth as the day: the darkness and the light are both alike to thee. For thou hast possessed my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother’s womb. I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvelous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well. My substance was not hid from thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth. Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect; and in thy book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them. How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them! If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee. Surely thou wilt slay the wicked, O God: depart from me therefore, ye bloody men. For they speak against thee wickedly, and thine enemies take thy name in vain. Do not I hate them, O Lord, that hate thee? and am not I grieved with those that rise up against thee? I hate them with perfect hatred: I count them mine enemies. Search me, O God, and know my heart: try me, and know my thoughts: And see if there be any wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.
Matthew 5:3-14 - The Beatitudes Christian Blessed are the poor in spirit: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. Blessed are they who mourn: for they shall be comforted. Blessed are the meek: for they shall inherit the earth. Blessed are they that do hunger and thirst after righteousness: for they shall be filled. Blessed are the merciful: for they shall obtain mercy. Blessed are the pure in heart: for they shall see God. Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the children of God. Blessed are they which are persecuted for righteousness’ sake: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. 1 Corinthians 13:4-8 Christian Love is patient; love is kind; love is not envious or boastful or arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice in wrongdoing, but rejoices in the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends. Ephesians 2:8-9 For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God: Not of works, lest any man should boast. Ephesians, Chapter 2, Verse 8
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die; A time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted; A time to kill, and a time to heal; A time to break down, and a time to build up; A time to weep, and a time to laugh; A time to mourn, and a time to dance; A time to throw away stones, and a time to gather stones together; A time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; A time to seek, and a time to lose; A time to keep, and a time to throw away; A time to tear, and a time to sew; A time to keep silence, and a time to speak; A time to love, and a time to hate; A time for war, and a time for peace. Isaiah 40: 30-31 Christian Even the youths shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall utterly fall: But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint. John 14:1-6 Christian Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me. In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also. And whither I go ye know, and the way ye know. Thomas saith unto him, Lord, we know not whither thou goest; and how can we know the way? Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me.
A Mother’s Crown Christian
A Prayer Attributed to St. Francis Christian
Heaven lit up with a mighty presence, as the Angels all looked down. Today the Lord was placing the jewels into my mother's crown. He held up a golden crown, as my darling mother looked on. He said in His gentle voice, ‘I will now explain each one.’ ‘The first gem,’ He said, ‘is a Ruby, and it's for endurance alone, For all the nights you waited up for your children to come home.’ 'For all the nights by their bedside, you stayed till the fever went down. For nursing every little wound, I add this ruby to your crown.’ ‘An emerald, I'll place by the ruby, for leading your child in the right way. For teaching them the lessons that made them who they are today.’ 'For always being right there, through all life's important events. I give you a sapphire stone, for the time and love you spent.’ ‘For untying the strings that held them, when they grew up and left home. I give you this one for courage.’ Then the Lord added a garnet stone. ‘I'll place a stone of amethyst,’ He said. ‘For all the times you spent on your knees, When you asked if I'd take care of your children, and then for having faith in Me.’ ‘I have a pearl for every little sacrifice that you made without them knowing. For all the times you went without, to keep them happy, healthy and growing.’ 'And last of all I have a diamond, the greatest one of all, For sharing unconditional love whether they were big or small.’ ‘It was your love that helped them grow feeling safe and happy and proud A love so strong and pure it could shift the darkest cloud.’ After the Lord placed the last jewel in, He said, ‘Your crown is now complete, You’ve earned your place in Heaven with your children at your feet.’
Lord, make us instruments of your peace. Where there is hatred, let us sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is discord, union; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; where there is sadness, joy.
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Grant that we 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; it is in pardoning that we are pardoned; and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life. Adonai Jewish In distress I called to Adonai who answered by setting me free. Adonai is with me, I shall not fear; what can mortals do to me? With Adonai at my side, best help of all I will yet see the fall of my foes. Better to depend on Adonai than to trust in mortals. Better to depend on Adonai than to trust in the powerful. Though all nations surrounded me, in Adonai’s name I overcame them. Though they surrounded and encircled me, in Adonai’s name I overcame them. Though they surrounded me like bees, like burning stingers they were smothered. In Adonai’s name I overcame them, Hard pressed was I and tottering, but Adonai stood by me. Adonai is my strength, my might, my deliverance. The homes of the righteous echo with songs of deliverance; “The might of Adonai is triumphant. The might of Adonai is supreme; the might of Adonai is triumphant.”
Am I My Brother's Keeper? Christian Am I my brother's keeper? ... Yes, I am my brother's keeper. I am under a moral obligation to him that is inspired, not by maudlin sentimentality, but by the higher duty I owe myself. It is when you have done your work honestly, when you have contributed your share to the common fund that you begin to live. Then, as Whitman said, you can take out your soul; you can commune with yourself; you can take a comrade by the hand and you can look into his soul and in that Holy Communion you live. And if you don't know what that is, or if you are not at least on the edge of it, it is denied you even to look into the Promised Land. - Eugene V. Debs, speech given at the founding of the Federal Council of Churches, Girard, Kansas, 1908 Amazing Grace Christian 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. Through many dangers, toils and snares I have already come; 'Tis grace has 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've first begun.
American Native Prayer O great Spirit, whose voice I hear in the winds, and whose breath gives life to all the world, hear me! I am small and weak; I need your strength and wisdom. Let me walk in beauty, and make my eyes ever behold the red and purple sunset. Make my hands respect the things you have made and my ears sharp to hear your voice. Make me wise so that I may understand the things you have taught my people. Let me learn the lessons you have hidden in every leaf and rock. I seek strength, not to be greater than my friend, but to fight my greatest enemy . . . myself. Make me always ready to come to you with clean hands and straight eyes. So when life fades, as the fading sunset, may my spirit come to you without shame. Red Cloud Indian School Pine Ridge, South Dakota Used with permission As You Go Through This Christian Difficult things can cause us to ask, “Why did this happen?” But if we’re trusting in Christ we never need to ask, “How could He let this happen?” God may never reveal all His reasons to us, but He has revealed His character to us. His character assures us that He never makes mistakes, is never uncaring, and that He never separates Himself from our need. - Roy Lessin
Ascension
Baby Tears
And if I go While you’re still here, Know that I live on Vibrating to a different measure Behind a veil you cannot see through. You will not see me, So you must have faith. I wait for the time when we can soar together again, Both aware of each other. Until then, live your life to the fullest . . . And when you see me Just whisper my name in your heart . . . . . . I will be there.
We cried tears when we learned that a child would be, That our God had allowed you to quicken me. We cried tears with our loved ones as they shared our joy, And we thought about names for a girl or a boy.
Cleone Ringland, with adaptations for Ayn Oh, my Dear Ayn, you mustn’t know How hard it is to see you go, That while we’re speaking of the weather The good times we had together I am tracing your dear face Every feature, every trace Of smiles and tears upon my heart So that when we’re far apart I shall have that bit of you To help me bear it…help me through She will be a lovely flower in God’s Garden And may he bless her and keep her for all time. Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the lord my soul to keep If I should die before I wake I pray the lord my soul to take
I cried tears as I thought of the things we would do, All the things that your Daddy would pass on to you. And I cried as I thought of each inch you had grown, As I pondered the day that you’d make yourself known. Then to think of the world you must enter brought fears, Once again, little one, your Mother cried tears. Something’s wrong, I can tell – once again there are tears. And I’ll not get the chance of your love through the years. Oh, the ache and the sorrow and all of the pain, And again, yes again, my tears fell like rain. Then His peace comes to me as I think of you there, Gently rocking with Father in His favorite chair. Your sweet little fingers clenched tight in His palm, And His Son softly singing to help you keep calm. Our God knew your days before you came to be, And He knew little one, you would not stay with me. So I cry, but I know that when this time is done, I’ll greet and embrace you, my sweet little one. There’s a time to be born and a time to die, And the joy and the sorrow, both make us cry! - Conni Johnson
Bless This House Christian
I’ll Lend You A Child Christian
Bless this house, O Lord we pray, Make it safe by night and day . . .
I’ll lend you for a little while a child of mine, He said. For you to love the while she lives and mourn for when she’s dead.
Bless these walls so firm and stout, Keeping want and trouble out . . . Bless the roof and chimneys tall, Let thy peace lie overall . . . Bless this door that it may prove, Ever open, To joy and love . . . Bless these windows shining bright, Letting in God's Heavenly light, Bless the hearth, ablazing there, With smoke ascending like a prayer! Bless the people here within, Keep them pure and free from sin . . . Bless us all that we may be, Fit O Lord to dwell with thee . . . Bless us all that one day we may dwell, O Lord! With Thee! -Words and Music by Helen Taylor and May H. Morgan, 1927 Limitations of Cancer Cancer is so limited . . . It cannot cripple love. It cannot shatter faith. It cannot corrode hope. It cannot eat away peace. It cannot destroy confidence. It cannot kill friendship. It cannot shut out memories. It cannot silence courage. It cannot invade the soul. It cannot reduce Eternal life. It cannot quench the Spirit. It cannot lessen the Power of the Resurrection.
It may be six or seven years, or twenty-two or three, But, will you ‘til I call for her, take care of her for me? She’ll bring her charm to gladden you and should her stay be brief You’ll have her lovely memories as solace for your grief. I cannot promise she will stay since all from earth returns But there are lessons taught down there I want this child to learn. I’ve looked the wide world over in my search for teachers true And from the throngs that crowd life’s lanes I have selected you. Now will you give her all your love? Nor think the labor vain? Nor hate me when I come to call and take her home again? I fancied that I heard you say, “Dear Lord Thy Will Be Done.” For all the joy a child shall bring, the risk of grief we’ll run. We’ll shelter her with tenderness and love her while we may And for the happiness we’ve known, forever grateful stay. And when the angels call for her much sooner than we planned We’ll brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand.
Christmas in Heaven Christian I see the countless Christmas trees, Around the world below With tiny lights, like heaven’s stars, Reflecting in the snow. The sight is so spectacular, Please wipe away that tear. For I am spending Christmas With Jesus Christ this year. I hear the many Christmas songs That people hold so dear. But the sounds of music can’t compare With the Christmas choir up here. For I have no words to tell you, The joy their voices bring. For it is beyond description To hear an angel sing. I can’t tell you of the splendor, Or the peace here in this place. Can you just imagine Christmas With our Savior, face to face? I’ll ask Him to light your spirit, As I tell Him of your love. So then pray for one another As you lift your eyes above. Please let your hearts be joyful, And let your spirit sing. For I’m spending Christmas in heaven, And I’m walking with the King! Count Your Blessings Christian Count your blessings instead of your crosses. Count your gains instead of your losses. Count your joys instead of your woes. Count your friends instead of your foes. Count your smiles instead of your tears. Count your courage instead of your fears. Count your full years instead of your lean. Count your kind deeds instead of your mean. Count your health instead of your wealth. Count on God instead of yourself.
A Cowboy’s Last Request Let me tell you folks Who have gathered here today That I’m a proud and thankful cowboy Who has just passed away I know it’s hard But, please don’t cry Fer I’m now ridin’ God’s trails High up in the sky The hoss I’m ridin’ now Don’t spook, buck or kick Fer God stables perfect horses And now I have my pick Lord, please forgive me of all my sins Fer I haven’t been perfect But I know that he who believes in You Forever wins! I have lived a good life A cowboys dream come true Thank you, Lord Fer I’m now ready to ride into eternity Me, my horse, and You
The Cross In My Pocket Christian
Death is Nothing At All Christian
I carry a cross in my pocket A simple reminder to me Of the fact that I am a Christian No matter where I may be.
I have only slipped away into the next room. Whatever 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 have. Laugh as we always laughed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me, let my name be the household word that it always has. Let it be spoken without effort. Life means all that it 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.
This little cross is not magic Nor is it a good luck charm It isn’t meant to protect me From every physical harm. It’s not for identification For all the world to see It’s simply an understanding Between my Savior and me. When I put my hand in my pocket To bring out a coin or key The cross is there to remind me Of the price He paid for me. It reminds me, too, to be thankful For my blessings day by day And to strive to serve Him better In all that I do and say. It’s also a daily reminder Of the peace and comfort I share With all who know my Master And give themselves to His care. So, I carry a cross in my pocket Reminding no one but me That Jesus Christ is Lord of my life If only I’ll let Him be.
Drinking From The Saucer I’ve never made a fortune, And I’ll never make one now. But it really doesn’t matter, ‘Cause I’m happy anyhow. As I go along my journey, I’m reaping better than I’ve sown. I’m drinking from the saucer, ‘Cause my cup has overflowed. I don’t have a lot of riches, And sometimes the going’s rough. But while I’ve got friends to love me, I think I’m rich enough. I’ll just thank God for blessings That his mercy has bestowed. I’m drinking from the saucer, ‘Cause my cup has overflowed. If God gives me strength and courage, When the way grows steep and rough, Ill not ask for other blessings, I’m already blessed enough. May I never be too busy to help Bear another’s load. Then I’ll be drinking from the saucer, ‘Cause my cup has overflowed. - Anonymous
The Fisherman’s Prayer Christian I pray that I may live to fish Until my dying day And when it comes to my last cast I then most humbly pray When in the Lord’s great landing net And peacefully asleep That in His mercy I be judged Good enough to keep. FOOTPRINTS Christian 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 belonging 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 footprints. 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 of Angels Christian When the hours of Day are numbered, And the voices of the Night Wake the better soul, that slumbered, To a holy, calm delight; Ere the evening lamps are lighted, And, like phantoms grim and tall, Shadows from the fitful firelight Dance upon the parlor wall; Then the forms of the departed Enter at the open door; The beloved, the true-hearted, Come to visit me once more; He, the young and strong, who cherished Noble longings for the strife, By the roadside fell and perished, Weary with the march of life! They, the holy ones and weakly, Who the cross of suffering bore, Folded their pale hands so meekly, Spake with us on earth no more! And with them the Being Beauteous, Who unto my youth was given, More than all things else to love me, And is now a saint in heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes that messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine. And she sits and gazes at me With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars, so still and saint-like, Looking downward from the skies. Uttered not, yet comprehended, Is the spirit's voiceless prayer, Soft rebukes, in blessings ended, Breathing from her lips of air. Oh, though oft depressed and lonely, All my fears are laid aside, If I but remember only Such as these have lived and died! -Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
God’s Promises
God Saw Her Getting Weary
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.
God saw her getting weary, He did what He thought best. He put his arms around her and said, “Come and rest.” He opened up His golden gate, on that heartbreaking day. And with His arms around her, she gently slipped away. It broke our hearts to lose her, she did not go alone. A part of us went with her, the day God called her home.
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.
God Saw You Getting Tired
God, My One and Only Love
God saw you getting tired, and a cure was not to be So He put his arms around you and whispered, “Come with Me.”
Here I sit and dream all day Of my one and only love But yet, He seems so far away Because He shines down from above.
When tearful eyes we watched you suffer, and saw you fade away Although we loved you dearly – we could not make you stay.
He wants us to be near Him Through day and then through night Just to have him love us And teach us to do right.
A golden heart stopped beating, hardworking hands at rest God broke our hearts to prove – He only takes the best.
He helps so many people When they start to go astray He gathers them unto Him And guides them through the day.
It’s lonesome here without you – we miss you more each day Life doesn’t seem the same since you’ve gone away.
I’m sure He has no favorites Who He wants to come above. He wants us all to cling to Him. God, my one and only love.
When days are sad and lonely, and many things go wrong We seem to hear you whisper, “Cheer up and carry on.” Each time we see your picture, you seem to smile and say “I’m home in God’s safe-keeping, we’ll meet again someday!”
God’s Garden Must Be Beautiful God looked around His Garden and found an empty space. He 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 for he only takes the best. He knew that you were weary, and he knew you were in pain. He knew that you would never, be well on earth again. He saw the roads were getting rough and the hills were hard to climb. So he closed your weary eyelids, and whispered peace be thine. God’s Heavenly Garden Sometimes God picks the flower that is still in full bloom; Sometimes the rosebud’s chosen that we feel He’s picked too soon. Sometimes the flower is fading with petals floating down, but God knows the perfect time to gather flowers from the ground. There is a heavenly garden in which God takes great pleasure because He’s placed within it the loved ones that we treasure. He walks among the blossoms giving them eternal rest, and I know that it must please Him because He chose my very best.
The Golfers’ Lord’s Prayer Christian Our father who art in Augusta Nicklaus be thy name Our Kingdom Come Thy Will Be Done On Greens as it is in fairways Give us this day our share of birdies And forgive us our gimmies As we forgive those who gimmie against us Lead us not into the deep rough And deliver us from sand traps For we drive for power and putt for glory Forever and ever, Amen Gone But Not Forgotten A Precious one from us has gone A voice we loved is stilled A place is vacant in our home, Which never can be filled. God in His wisdom has recalled, The blessing his love had given. And through the body slumbers here, The soul is safe in Heaven. Hail, Holy Queen Christian Hail, holy Queen, Mother of Mercy! Our life, our sweetness, and our hope! To thee do we cry, poor banished children of Eve, to thee do we send up our sighs, mourning and weeping in this valley, of tears. Turn, then, most gracious advocate, thine eyes of mercy toward us; and after this our exile show unto us the blessed fruit of thy womb Jesus; O clement, O loving, O sweet virgin Mary. Pray for us, O holy Mother of God That we may be made worthy of the promises of Christ.
Hail Mary Christian
Heaven needed an Angel Christian
Hail Mary full of grace The Lord is with Thee Blessed art Thou among women And blessed is the fruit of thy Womb Jesus.
Heaven needed an Angel And god had sent for you You’re gone from me forever Now what am I to do?
Holy Mary mother of God Pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death. Amen Heaven Christian ‘Tis not he golden streets, ‘Tis not the pearly gates, ‘Tis not he perfect rest For Weary hearts that wait, ‘Tis not that we shall find The joy earth has not given, For which our souls have longed, That makes it heaven. But ‘tis because we know Our Saviour King is there With all our loved and lost In that blest land and fair; That when to each of us A place prepared is given, His face and theirs we’ll see, That makes it heaven. -Annie Johnson Flint
I miss you now, like never before But I have to let you go I will never forget you And this, I need you to know. My heart, it broke with sadness For the one, that I adore When our heavenly father sent for you He must have needed you more. Goodbye until we meet again in my heart, you’ll always be For always you, will remain My sweetest memory. Heaven Christian
Heaven is a happier place For My Loved One has gone there, To be with those Who have gone before And have left all earthly care. For to be with Jesus And to see that Heavenly Home, Must bring untold happiness; On those Golden streets to roam. Yes! Of course, We miss those That We have held so dear; But God Who loves His Children Has a plan for each one here. So He took away My Loved one And I promise not to grieve; For I have God’s peace and comfort To His Love I will ever cleave. At Night as I look up to Heaven The shining Stars I see, Back of them My Loved One Looks down and smiles at Me. His presence seems so very near I do not feel alone, God’s Holy plan will some day, too, Take Me to that Heavenly Home. So I pray Dear God on high, Ever near Me be Till I meet My Loved One; In Heaven’s great Eternity. By Lydia D. Soll
Hymn of Promise Christian
I Am Home In Heaven Christian
In the bulb, there is a flower; in the seed, an apple tree; In cocoons, a hidden promise; butterflies will soon be free! In the cold and snow of winter there’s a spring that waits to be, Unrevealed until its season, something God alone can see.
I am home in Heaven, dear ones; Oh, so happy and so bright! There is perfect joy and beauty In this everlasting light.
There’s a song in every silence, seeking word and melody; There’s a dawn in every darkness, bringing hope to you and me. From the past will come the future; what it holds, a mystery, Unrevealed until its season, something God alone can see. In our end is our beginning; in our time, infinity; In our doubt there is believing; in our life, eternity. In our death, a resurrection; at the last, a victory, Unrevealed until its season, something God alone can see. -Natalie Sleeth
All the pain and grief is over, Every restless tossing passed; I am now at peace forever, Safely home in Heaven at least. 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 tred; 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!
I Do Not Go Alone
I Said a Prayer for You Today
If Death should beckon me with outstretched hand And whisper softly of “An Unknown Land” . . . I shall not be afraid to go. For though the path I do not know, I take Death’s Hand without a fear, For He who safely brought me here Will Also take me safely back, And though in many things I lack. He will not let me go alone Into the “Valley That’s Unknown” So I reach out and take Death’s Hand And journey to the “Promised Land!”
I said a prayer for you today And know God must have heard. I felt the answer in my heart Although He spoke not a word.
I Know Not Why I know not why our father left, and couldn’t say good-bye. We know that he loved us, of this, we’ll not deny. Birth, like death, comes once to all, it’s nature’s scheme of things. The time spent in between, should be recalled and savored... not just in our dreams, it seems. We spend, but a short time, here on earth they say. From the days of new beginnings, till the days just turning gray. Most people think they have ample time, to learn each other’s needs. But when they hear St. Gabriel’s horn, the tune is what they heed. Make the most of every day with love and understanding, keep your faith, in your God, as life...is verily demanding. -Mr. Gary L. Heck October 27, 1998
I didn't ask for wealth or fame (I knew you wouldn't mind). I asked for priceless treasures rare Of a more lasting kind. I prayed that He be near you At the start of each new day; To grant you health and blessings fair And friends to share your way. I asked for happiness for you In all things great and small. But that you’d know His loving care I prayed the most of all. If Tears Could Build A Stairway If tears could build a stairway, And memories a lane, I’d walk right up to Heaven, And bring you home again.
I’ll Be There Christian Daddy please don’t look so sad, Momma please don’t cry, ‘Cause I am in the arms of Jesus and He sings me lullabies Please, try not to question god, don’t think He is unkind. Don’t think He sent me to you, And then He changed His mind. You see, I am a special child, and I’m needed up above. I’m the special gift you gave Him, the product of your love. I’ll always be there with you, and watch the sky at night. Find the brightest star that’s gleaming, That’s my halo’s brilliant light. You’ll see me in the morning frost, That mists your window pane. That’s me, in the summer showers, I’ll be dancing in the rain. When you feel a little breeze, from a gentle wind that blows. That’s me, I’ll be there, planting a kiss on your nose. When you see a child playing, and your heart feels a little tug, That’s me, I’ll be there giving your heart a hug. So daddy, please don’t look so sad, momma don’t you cry. I’m in the arms of Jesus, and He sings me lullabies.
I’m Free Don’t grieve for me, for 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’ve found that peace at the 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, my loved one’s touch. Perhaps my time seemed all too brief Don’t lengthen it now with undue grief. Lift up your heart and share with me. God wanted me now; He set me free! -Ann Davison Imagine Imagine Stepping onto a shore and finding it heaven. Imagine Taking hold of a hand and finding it God’s hand. Imagine Breathing new air and finding it celestial air. Imagine Feeling invigorated and finding it immortality. Imagine Passing from storm and tempest to an unknown calm. Imagine Waking and finding it home. -Michael Podesta
In Memory of a Mother Christian I remember thee in this solemn hour, my dear mother. I remember the days when thou didst dwell on earth, and thy tender love watched over me like a guardian angel. Thou has gone from me, but the bond which unites our souls can never be severed; thine image lives within my heart. May the merciful Father reward thee for the faithfulness and kindness thou has ever shown me; may He lift up the light of his countenance upon thee and grant thee eternal peace! Amen. -Union Home Prayer Book In This Very Room Christian
Iowa Sod When I am dead, and ashes in your hand, In a mild Iowa meadow take your stand, And pause a moment, thinking of the past, Those rare road-walking days that couldn’t last. Think, “This was her body that swung along with me, The same road, the same violets, the very locust tree.” Think, “God she loved and the witnesses of God And in especially this Iowa sod. Here we walked together, the wind whirled As on the first bright morning of the world Hungry, tired, and tremblingly in love, and something sang, I think a brown wood-dove.”
In this very room there's quite enough love For one like me and in this very room There's quite enough joy for one like me. And there's quite enough hope And quite enough power to chase away any gloom For Jesus, Lord Jesus Is in this very room.
These thoughts will pass like summer. Pause no more. I shall be there as happy as before, I shall be there to watch you turn aside Remembering. Then fling the ashes wide.
And in this very room there's quite enough love For all of us, and in this very room There's quite enough joy for all of us. And there's quite enough hope And quite enough power to chase away any gloom For Jesus, Lord Jesus Is in this very room.
May the road rise up 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 hollow of his hand.
And in this very room there's quite enough love For all the world, and in this very room There's quite enough joy for all of the world. And there's quite enough hope And quite enough power to chase away any gloom For Jesus, Lord Jesus Is in this very room.
Irish Blessing
Jesus Take Our Little Boy Christian
The Lord’s Prayer Christian
Jesus take our little boy And hold him in your arms Hide him in the shadow of your wings Where he will know no harm
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. (Protestant Close) For Thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory forever.
Jesus take our little boy And whisper in his ear How very much we love him And wish that he were here Jesus take our little boy And sing him lullabies Thank you, Lord, for wiping every tear From our precious baby’s eyes Jesus take our little boy Take his tiny hand Carry him in your bosom, Lord Your precious little lamb Jesus take our little boy For he belongs to you Thank you Lord for giving him to us ‘til his time on earth was through Jesus take our little boy And tell him where to wait On that day when we come home And meet him at your gate. -Sherri Davidson Life is but a Stopping Place Christian 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
(Catholic Close) For the kingdom, the power and the glory are Yours, now and forever.
May The Angels Lead You Christian 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 everlasting. May the Souls of all the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace. Amen. Memorare Christian Remember O most gracious Virgin Mary that never was it known that any one 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 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.
Mother God made many lovely things Sunsets and flowers and trees. Birds and starlight and loyal friends And after He made all these -He gave another gift more rare, More loving and more true. A wonderful person most fair -A Mother dear as you!
My Little One Christian Hush my little one Time to close those sleepy eyes Momma longs to hold you close And rock you to sleep tonight
A Wonderful Mother
Tears well up inside my eyes Can I hold you one more night? Then Jesus softly whispers Your little one will fly away, fly away…
God made a wonderful mother, A mother who never grows old; He made her smile of the sunshine, and he molded her heart of pure gold; In her eyes He placed bright shining stars, In her cheeks, fair roses you see, God made a wonderful mother And he gave that dear mother to me.
Come away my little one To a place beyond the setting sun Look into your Father’s eyes He will silence all your cries Fly away my little one To a place beyond the setting sun I will see you again one day In my heart you’ll always stay
- Pat O’Reilly
Hush my little one Time to close those sleepy eyes Jesus longs to hold you close And rock you to sleep tonight
A Mother’s Love Christian There are times when only a mother’s love can understand our tears, can soothe our disappointments and calm all of our fears. There are times when only a mother’s heart can share the joy we feel when something that we’ve dreamed about quite suddenly is real. There are times when only a mother’s faith can help us on life’s way and inspire in us the confidence we need from day to day. For a mother’s heart and a mother’s faith and a mother’s steadfast love were fashioned by the angels and sent from God above. -Mary Ellen Gray
Heaven holds a place for you And the angels spread their wings To welcome you into your home I can hear them softly sing - Tammy Edwards My Novena Rose Prayer Christian O Little Therese of the Child Jesus, please pick for me a rose from the heavenly gardens and send it to me as a message of love. O Little Flower of Jesus, ask God today to grant the favors I now place with confidence in your hands . . . . Eternal Happiness for Maureen Ann St. Therese, help me to always believe as you did, in God’s great love for me, so that I might imitate your “Little Way” each day. Amen
Now The Laborer’s Task Christian Now the laborer’s task is o’er; Now the battle day is past; Now upon the farther shore Lands the voyager at last. Father, in thy gracious keeping, Leave we now thy servant sleeping. “Earth to earth and dust to dust,” Calmly now the words we say, Left behind, we wait in trust For the resurrection day. Father, in thy gracious keeping, Leave we now thy servant sleeping.
O Lord Christian O Lord, support us all the 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 your mercy, grant us a safe lodging and a holy rest, and peace at the last. Through Jesus Christ Our Lord, Amen. -Cardinal John Cardinal Henry Newman
-JOHN ELLERTON, 1870
Please Don’t Cry
A Nurse’s Prayer Christian
Please don’t cry because I’m gone For I am just “away”. I did not die and never will I’m with you every day. It’s true that I have left the earth And live in Spirit here With a peace and love I can’t explain I’m happy, have no fear. Who I was, I still am not Even better than before. Heaven holds such beauty here With mountains, trees and more. Please don’t cry, just speak of me The way you used to do. Make our memories happy ones That hug and comfort you. Remember me with happiness Don’t grieve because I’m gone. In Heaven I am growing still And my life continues on. Please don’t cry because I share All you say and do. In every moment of every day My love is with you too.
As I care for my patients today be there with me O Lord, I pray. Make my words kind, it means so much, and in my hands place your healing touch. Let your love shine through all that I do. So those in need may hear and feel you. O Gentlest Heart of Jesus Christian O Gentlest Heart of Jesus, ever present in the Blessed Sacrament, ever consumed with burning love for the poor captive souls in Purgatory, 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 devouring flames, and do Thou, O merciful Savior, send Thy Angels to conduct Thy departed servant to a place of refreshment, light and peace. Amen.
The Rainbow Bridge Christian Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable. All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind. They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster. You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart. Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together. Resurrection Prayer Christian 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 words of faith until we greet Christ in glory and are united with you and our departed. Through Christ our Lord, Amen.
Safely Home Christian I am at home in heaven; All’s so happy, all so bright! There is perfect joy and beauty In this everlasting light. All the pain and grief are over, Every restless tossing past; 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 idle 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!
Novena to Saint Theresa - “The Little Flower” Christian O St. Theresa of the Child Jesus, who during your short life on earth became a mirror of angelic purity, of love strong as death, and of wholehearted abandonment to God, Make my troubles your own, speak on my behalf to Our Lady Immaculate, “who smiled on you at the dawn of life”. Beg her powerful intercession for the grace I yearn for so ardently at this moment (here name your request) and that she join with it a blessing that may strengthen me during life, defend me at the hour of death, and lead me to a happy eternity. Amen. O God, who did inflame with the Spirit of Love, the soul of your servant Theresa of the Child Jesus, grant that we also may love and make You much loved. Amen. Serenity Prayer God grant me the Serenity to accept the things I cannot change... Courage to change the things I can and Wisdom to know the difference.
Should You Go First Should you go first and I remain to walk the road alone, I’ll live in memory’s garden, dear, with happy days we’ve known. In spring I’ll watch for roses red and shades of lilac blue; And in early fall when brown leaves fall, Then I’ll catch a glimpse of you. Should you go first and I remain to finish with the stroll, No lengthening shadows shall creep in to make this life seem droll. We’ve known so much of happiness, yes we’ve had our cup of joy. And memory is one gift of God that death cannot destroy. Should you go first and I remain, there is one thing I’ll have you do, Walk slowly down that long road for soon I’ll follow you. I’ll want to know each step you take so that I may walk the same. For someday down that lonely road I’ll hear you call my name.
Show Me the Way to Heaven Christian Show me the way to heaven Show me the way towards home Take my hand dear Jesus I can’t find it on my own. Make full my heart with gladness, Help me to be strong. Lead me down the right path As I begin my journey home. Let me trust in you Lord As I walk through life Help me to open wholly So you can come inside. Wrap your arms around me. Comfort me with your love. Show me the way to heaven. Guide me from above. Grant me a sign, dear Jesus. Encourage me to see, As I progress, That you are here with me. Show me the way to heaven Show me the way towards home Accept my hand dear Jesus I can’t find it on my own. -Teresa L. Daily
Somewhere Christian Somewhere over the rainbow An angel prays While sending hope Through golden sun rays. Somewhere over the rainbow God hears parents cry And sends to them colors That He places up in the sky. Somewhere over the rainbow God hears parents ask “Why did this happen? Why my child, I ask?” Somewhere over the rainbow God hears parents cry. And He sends to them love By way of colors up in the sky. Through tear drops these colors Seem to turn a different hue Of deepest greens, pinks, purples And blues. Each color added For the grieved eye to behold While our children rest Upon clouds lined in silver and gold. Somewhere over the rainbow Tears stand in Gods eyes And each fall from the heavens To form rainbows across the sky. -Teresa L. Daily
St Andrew Prayer Christian
St. Francis’ Canticle of Creatures Christian
O Christ, our Lord, Who didst beautify the most blessed Andrew with the grace of apostleship, and the crown of martyrdom, by granting to him this special gift, that by preaching the mystery of the cross, he should merit death on the cross; grant us to become most true lovers of Thy holy cross, and denying ourselves, to take up our cross and follow Thee; that by sharing Thy sufferings in this life, we may deserve the happiness of obtaining life everlasting. Amen.
All praise be yours, my Lord, through Sister Moon and Stars; In the heavens you have made them, bright, and precious and fair.
St. Jude Christian St. Jude, glorious apostle, faithful servant and friend of Jesus, the name of the traitor has caused you to be forgotten by many. But the Church honors and invokes you universally as the patron of difficult and desperate cases. Pray for me who am so miserable. Make use, I implore you, of that particular privilege accorded to you to bring visible and speedy help where help was almost despaired of. Come to my assistance in this great need that I may receive the consolation and help of heaven in all my necessities, tribulations and sufferings, particularly -- (here make your request) -- and that I may praise God with you and all the elect throughout all eternity. I promise you, O blessed JUDE, to be ever mindful of this great favor. I will honor you as my special and powerful patron and encourage devotion to you. St. Jude, pray for us and for all who honor and invoke your aid.
All praise be yours, my Lord , through Sister Earth, our mother, who feeds us in her sovereignty and produces various fruits and colored flowers and herbs. All praise be yours, my Lord, through those who grant pardon for love of you; through those who endure Sickness and trial. All praise be your, my Lord, through Sister Death, from whose embrace no mortal can escape. Woe to those who die in mortal sin ! Happy those She finds doing your will ! The second death can do no harm to them. Praise and bless my Lord and give him thanks, And serve him with great humility. The Sweetness Of Peace After the clouds, the sunshine, After the winter, the spring, After the shower, the rainbow – For life is a changeable thing. After the night, the morning, Bidding all darkness cease; After life’s cares and sorrows, The comfort of God’s sweet peace.
Take My Hand Christian Take my hand, my friend; I do not want to walk this world alone. Together we will climb the hills, Cross valleys, brave the storms. True joy that’s shared is twice the worth And sorrow half the load. Come take my hand, my friend, Please take my hand. Come take my hand, my love, For I would share my life with you For richer — poorer until life’s end. We’ll share our dreams and plans And know the ecstasies of life God willed for man and wife. Oh take my hand, my love, Come take my hand. Take my hand, my child, And I will guide your fragile steps. I’ll show you sunlight, flowers, the stars And all the wondrous beauty God has put on this good earth. And you will give fulfillment to my dreams. Come take my hand, my child, Come take my hand. Please take my hand, dear Lord, For I may falter on the road. Help me to grow in faith and find The way to serve Thee best. And grant that I may know at last Eternal peace and joy. Oh take my hand, dear Lord, Please take my hand. Tell Me Why Tell me why the stars do shine, Tell me why the ivy twine, Tell me why the sky’s so blue, An I will tell you just why I love you. Because God mad the stars to shine, Because God made the Ivy twine, Because God made the sky So blue, Because God made you, that’s Why I love you.
Thank God I’m Free Weep not for me when I am gone for I’ll be finally free, I’ll be the flowers in the field and the blossoms on the tree; I’ll be the yellow buttercup or the wild rose on the hill, The cherry blossom in the spring, the lilacs by the mill; I’ll be the twining trumpet vine climbing up your garden wall, Or I could be the scarlet sumac that brightens up your fall. I’ll be the wind that turns the mill and dries the new mown hay, I’ll be the breeze that kisses lips of children at their play; I’ll turn the lightly falling snow into a blizzard’s roar, Or spread the freshening raindrops across a bot parched moor; I’ll push the mighty thunder clouds as if they were but fluff, Then softly life a butterfly with just one little puff. I’ll be the wild geese honking--as they northward fly, To the marshy lakeland in their Vs across the sky; I’ll be the mighty eagle soaring high as mountain peaks, Or just the tiny hummingbird who now your feeder seeks; I’ll be the scarlet tanager that sings your cares away, Or a swallow chasing “skeeters” in the dusk at close of day. You’ll see me as the Douglas fir, the willow by the stream, You’ll find me as the spreading oak where you rest and dream; I’ll be the loaded nut tree, close guarded by the squirrel, Or in the autumn I’m the elm whose leaves will downward whirl; I’ll be the struggling pinyon pine clinging to a rocky tor; Or maybe I’m a spreading yew, nearby your own front door. You’ll see me as a soaring bird, you’ll feel me as a breeze, You’ll smell me as an open flower, or climb me when I’m trees; So now I ask you when I’m gone, to please not weep for me, For I’ll be here and everywhere--Thank God I’m finally free!!! -Bruce A. Yungclas
The Broken Chain We little knew that morning that God was going to call your name. In life we loved you dearly, in death we do the same. It broke our hearts to lose you, you did not go alone; for part of us went with you the day God called you home. You left us peaceful memories, your love is still our guide; and though we cannot see you, you are always at our side. Our family chain is broken, and nothing seems the same; but as God calls us one by one, the Chain will link again. The Christian's Farewell Christian My time has come. My ship has sailed Upon Death's troubled sea I say to those I've left behind, "Please, please don't weep for me." My life was fu11, as you a11 know For you have made it so. But, you must face your lives ahead; It's time to let me go. So, please don't weep, nor mourn, nor grieve, nor hold sorrow to your breast. For, God who led my whole life through Knew what, for me, was best. So, turn the page and look ahead. Greet life with open arms. With trusting tread move on ahead; God's love will guide and wan. As you have watched me sail from view and told yourselves, "He's gone." An excited group on another shore Says, "Look! He's coming home!" -Wayne Murray
The Ideal Wife Christian When one finds a worthy wife, Her value is far beyond pearls. Her husband, entrusting his heart to her, Has an unfailing prize. She brings him good, and not evil, All the days of her life. She obtains wool and flax And makes cloth with skillful hands. Like merchant ships, She secures her provisions from afar. She rises while it is still night, And distributes food to her household. She picks out a field to purchase; Out of her earnings she plants a vineyard. She is girt about with strength, And sturdy are her arms. She enjoys the success of her dealings; At night her lamp is undimmed. She puts her hands to the distaff, And her fingers ply the spindle. She reaches out her hands to the poor, And extends her arms to the needy. She fears not the snow for her household; All her charges are doubly clothed. She makes her own coverlets; Fine linen and purple are her clothing. Her husband is prominent at the city gates As he sits with the elders of the land. She makes garments and sells them, And stocks the merchants with belts. She is clothed with strength and dignity, And she laughs at the days to come. She opens her mouth in wisdom, and on her tongue is kindly counsel. She watches the conduct of her household, And eats not her food in idleness. Her children rise up and praise her; Her husband, too, extols her: Many are the women of proven worth, But you have excelled them all. Charm is deceptive and beauty fleeting; The woman who fears the LORD is to be praised. Give her a reward of her labors, And let her works praise her at the city gates.
The Lighthouse Christian Thank you, Lord, for the Lighthouse that brought me safely in, into Your Loving harbor far from the rocks of sin. This vessel was in peril and then I saw the light that guided me to safety through the stormy night. Temptation’s waves were raging and it just was not clear in the darkness and confusion the way that I should steer. So thank you, Lord, for the Lighthouse. When in the billows I was tossed. If it had not been for Jesus, this soul would have been lost. -R.K. Cecil The Measure of a Man Not - How did he die? But - How did he live? Not - What did he gain? But - What did he give? These are the things that measure the worth Of a man as a man, regardless of birth. Not - What was his station? But - had he a heart? And - How did he play his God-given part? Was he ever ready with a word of good cheer? To bring back a smile, to banish a tear? Not - What was his church? Not - What was his creed? But - Had he befriended those really in need? Not - What did the sketch in the newspaper say? But - How many were sorry when he passed away? These are the things that measure the worth Of a man as a man, regardless of birth.
The Measure of a Woman Not - How did she die? But - How did she live? Not - What did she gain? But - What did she give? These are the things that measure the worth Of a woman as a woman, regardless of birth. Not - What was her station? But - had she a heart? And - How did she play her God-given part? Was she ever ready with a word of good cheer? To bring back a smile, to banish a tear? Not - What was her church? Not - What was her creed? But - Had she befriended those really in need? Not - What did the sketch in the newspaper say? But - How many were sorry when she passed away? These are the things that measure the worth Of a woman as a woman, regardless of birth The Mourners' Kaddish Jewish Transliteration Yit-gadal v'yit-kadash sh'may raba b'alma dee-v'ra che-ru-tay, ve'yam-lich mal-chutay b'chai-yay-chon uv'yo-may-chon uv-cha-yay d'chol beit Yisrael, baagala u'vitze-man ka-riv, ve'imru amen. Y'hay sh'may raba me'varach le-alam uleh-almay alma-ya. Yit-barach v'yish-tabach, v'yit-pa-ar v'yit-romam v'yit-nasay, v'yit-hadar v'yit-aleh v'yit-halal sh'may d'koo-d'shah, b'rich hoo. layla (ool-ayla)* meen kol beer-chata v'she-rata, toosh-b'chata v'nay-ch'mata, da-a meran b'alma, ve'imru amen. Y'hay sh'lama raba meen sh'maya v'cha-yim aleynu v'al kol Yisrael, ve'imru amen. O'seh shalom beem-romav, hoo ya'ah-seh shalom aleynu v'al kol Yisrael, ve'imru amen. * Add on Shabbat
English Magnified and sanctified be G-d's great name in the world which He created according to His will. May he establish His kingdom during our lifetime and during the lifetime of Israel. Let us say, Amen. May G-d's great name be blessed forever and ever. Blessed, glorified, honored and extolled, adored and acclaimed be the name of the Holy One, though G-d is beyond all praises and songs of adoration which can be uttered. Let us say, Amen. May there be peace and life for all of us and for all Israel. Let us say, Amen. Let He who makes peace in the heavens, grant peace to all of us and to all Israel. Let us say, Amen. The Rose Bud On your journey to heaven, Oh, littlest of angels, I’ll forever give thanks, You came first to my arms, Where you lay in warm sweetness For the briefest of moments, My name on your bracelet… Baby Boy of my own.
The Traveler Christian He has put on invisibility. Dear Lord, I cannot see – But this I know, although the road ascends And passes from my sight, That there will be no night; That you will take him gently by the hand And lead him on Along the road of life that never ends, And he will find it is not death but dawn. I do not doubt that You are there as here, And You will hold him dear. Our life did not begin with birth, It is not of the earth; And this that we call death, it is no more Than the opening and closing of a door – And in your house how many rooms must be Beyond this one where we rest momently. Dear Lord, I thank You for the faith that frees, The love that knows it cannot lose its own; The love that, looking through the shadows, sees That you and he and I are ever one!
Not even the rose bud, Nor the first crocus petal, Could match the soft wonder Of your small, flowering face… Though you lingered, oh, briefly, Our torn heart found comfort, And your fair, infant presence Gave our sorrow a grace.
-James Dillet Freeman
Etched in our memories, To hold and to treasure, Are experiences we had not known; These you gave, in your innocence, To your mother and father; And oh, little darling, We are richer by far, To have held you a moment, Than to have never held you at all.
And though we mocked her tenderly, Who had such foolish care, The long way home would seem more safe Because she waited there.
The Watcher ~ Mother She always leaned to watch for us, Anxious if we were late, In winter by the window, In summer by the gate.
Her thoughts were all so full of us, She never could forget! And so I think that where she is She must be watching yet. Waiting ‘til we come home to her, Anxious if we are late ~ Watching from Heaven’s window, Leaning from Heaven’s gate. -Margaret Widdemer
There’s Sunshine In A Smile Life is a mixture of sunshine and rain, Laughter and pleasure, teardrops and pain, All days can’t be bright, but it’s certainly true, There was never a cloud the sun didn’t shine through— So just keep on smiling whatever betide you, Secure in the knowledge God is always beside you, And you’ll find when you smile your day will be brighter And all of your burdens will seem so much lighter— For each time you smile you will find it is true Somebody, Somewhere will Smile Back At You, And nothing on earth can make life more worthwhile Than the sunshine and warmth of a beautiful smile. -Helen Steiner Rice
Think of the Maker Christian In the beginning, God made the world. Let us give thanks for all that God has made. Think of a time when you saw that the world is beautiful.... Think of a sunset over the hills, or sunrise over a sleeping city. Think of a running river, or stars shining on a dark sea. Think of light flashing on a puddle, or of geraniums growing in a window-box. Think of a time when you saw that the world is beautiful and give thanks. Think of a time when you found pleasure in your body..... Think of walking in the wind, or digging a garden. Think of dancing till dawn, or climbing a mountain. Think of giving birth to a child, or of holding someone you love. Think of a time when you found pleasure in your body and give thanks. Think of a time when you learned something new about life..... Think of understanding something that had always been a mystery or of seeing someone else in a different light. Think of discovering a talent you never knew you had, or of listening to a good idea. Think of knowing what is important to you, or of believing that some things matter more than others. Think of a time when you learned something new about life - and give thanks. Think of a time when your spirit was refreshed..... Think of a song that moved you to tears, or a prayer that inspired you to act. Think of laughter shared with friends, or the care of your family. Think of a stranger who made you feel welcome, or of someone who said “I love you.” Think of a time when your spirit was refreshed - and give thanks. Think of a time when you were in despair..... Think of feeling alone in a roomful of people or of being unwanted by even one person. Think of being ashamed because you’ve hurt someone, or of being awkward because you misjudged a situation. Think of being worn with worry or anxiety, or of knowing that your life is a sorry, disgusting mess. Think of a time when you were in despair - then think of the suffering, forgiving, changing love of Jesus and give thanks. The world belongs to the Lord. Think of the Maker - and give thanks.
The Time Has Come
To All Parents
The time has come God’s called him home. The time on earth is ever gone. No more sorrow, no more pain What we have lost Heaven’s gained. The pearly gates are open wide To let your loved one come inside.
“I’ll lend you a little child, a child of mine,” He said, “for you to love the while she lives and mourn for when she’s dead. It may be six or seven years, or twenty-two or three. But will you, til I call her back, take care of her for me? She’ll bring her charms to gladden you, and should her stay be brief; you’ll have her lovely memories as solace for your grief.
-Christine Wood A Time Will Come For Singing Christian A time will come for singing when all your tears are shed, When sorrow’s chains are broken, and broken hearts will mend. The deaf will hear your singing when silent tongues are freed. The lame will join your dancing when blind eyes learn to see. A time will come for singing when trees will raise their boughs, When men lay down their armor, and hammer their swords into plows, When beggars live as princes, and orphans find their homes, When prison cells are emptied, and hatred has grown old. A time will come for singing a hymn by hearts foretold, That kings have sought for ages, and treasured more than gold. Its lyrics turn to silver when sung in harmony. The Lord of love will teach us to sing its melody. - Dan Schutte, S.J.
I cannot promise she will stay, since all from earth return. But there are lessons taught down there I want my child to learn. I’ve looked the wide world over in my search for teachers true. And from the throngs that crowd life’s lanes, I have selected you. Now will you give her all your love, nor think the labor vain; nor hate me when I come to call to take her back again? I fancied that I heard them say, “Dear Lord, They will be done. For all the joy the child shall bring, the risk of grief we’ll run. We’ll shelter her with tenderness, we’ll love her while we may; and for the happiness we’ve known, forever grateful stay; But should the angels call for her much sooner than we’ve planned, we’ll brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand.” To Grandmother With Love Christian I had an angel here beside me, Sent to Earth to help and guide me, An angel always there for me Sent to love and care for me. She did the things that angels should: She taught me what was bad and good, She gave me hope when no one cared, She held my hand when I was scared, She cheered me up when I was down (She could make a smile from a frown), She doctored me when I was sick, And many another angel trick. Today my angel earned her wings, Her halo, harp and other things. But today I'm lost and all alone For today God called my angel home -David Pawson
To Our Little Angel
To The Child In My Heart
Even though we had to say goodbye, before we could even say hello… And ask ourselves many times “why” my little angel you had to go, We never got to know you, and for us that’s a great loss, Accompanied by heartache and emptiness, that will never be forgot. We’ll think of you during the sunsets, and during our very first snow, You’ll be in our hearts forever, and how much you’ll be missed, you’ll never, ever know. I think of you often, my darling, sometimes I cannot quit, It makes me feel a little closer, though, …just a little bit. All I have now is a set of precious little prints, that belong to a special angel in heaven, who is constantly missed. I cannot wait to see you, my baby, in the heaven above… I cannot wait to fill your heart, with lots and lots of love.
O precious, tiny, sweet little one You will always be to me O perfect, pure, and innocent Just as you were meant to be. We dreamed of you and your life And all that it would be We waited and longed for you to come And join our family. We never had the chance to play, To laugh, to rock, to wiggle. We long to hold you, touch you now And listen to you giggle. I’ll always be your mother. He’ll always be you dad. You will always be our child, The child that we had. But now you’re gone...but yet you’re here. We’ll sense you everywhere. You are our sorrow and our joy. There’s love in every tear. Just know our love goes deep and strong. We’ll forget you neverThe child we had, but never had, And yet will have forever.
Waking I’ve set sail for a journey, The likes, so few have known. Through seas of calming waters Which absolves the soul. I’ll pray these winds that follow Abstain from showing strength. I’ll pray for brilliant light, To guide you through your days. I’ll pray that every star, which shines, Casts down for you a beam, And gives to you a lighted path Of magic, so seldom seen. I’ll pray that God protect you, and Keep you from all harm. I’ll pray He grant you wonderment, through All His earthly charms.
We Remember Them Jewish In the rising of the sun and its going down, We Remember Them. In the bowing of the wind and in the chill of winter, We Remember Them. In the opening of the buds and in the rebirth of spring. We Remember Them. In the blueness of the skies and in the warmth of summer, We Remember Them. In the rustling of the leaves and in the beauty of autumn. We Remember Them.
I’ll pray you still long enough To let our moments be. Moments Filled with magic, As two spirits sail Free.
In the beginning of the year and when it ends, We Remember Them.
-Teresa L. Daily
When we are lost and sick of heart, We Remember Them.
When we are weary and in need of strength, We Remember Them.
When we have joys and special celebrations we yearn to share, We Remember Them. Sp long as we live, they too shall live, for they are part of us. We Remember Them. -From the Jewish Book of Prayer
What A Friend We Have In Jesus Christian What a friend we have in Jesus, All our sins and griefs to bear! What a privilege to carry Ev’rything to God in prayer! Oh, what peace we often forfeit, Oh, what needless pain we bear, All because we do not carry Ev’rything to God in prayer! Have we trials and temptations? Is there trouble anywhere? We should never be discouraged, Take it to the Lord in prayer; Can we find a friend so faithful Who will all our sorrows share? Jesus know our ev’ry weakness, Take it to the Lord in prayer. Are we weak and heavy laden, Cumbered with a load of care? Precious Savior, still our refuge; Take it to the Lord in prayer; Do your friends despise, forsake thee? Take it to the Lord in prayer; In His arms He’ll take and shield thee; You will find a solace there. When God Calls 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 little rosebud before it can grow old. God knows how much we need them, so He takes but 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 “goodbye”. So when a little child departs, we who are left behind Must realize God loves children… Angels are hard to find.
When God Created the Military Wife Christian When the Lord was creating a military wife He ran into His sixth day of overtime. An angel appeared and said, “You’re having a lot of trouble with this one. What’s wrong with the standard model?” The Lord replied, "Have you seen the specs on this order? It has to be completely independent, but must always be sponsored to get on a military installation. It must have qualities of both mother and father during deployments, be a perfect host to 4 or 40, handle emergencies without an instruction manual, cope with flu and moves all around the world, have a kiss that cures anything form a child’s bruised knee to a husband’s weary days, have patience of a saint when waiting for its mate to come home and, have six pairs of hands. The angel shook her head slowly and said, “Six pairs of hands? No way.” The Lord answered, “Don’t worry; we will make other military wives to help. Besides, it’s not the hands that are causing the problem, it’s the heart. It must swell with pride, sustain the ache of numerous separations while remaining true, beat soundly even when it feels too tired to do so, be large enough to say ‘I understand’ when it doesn’t, and say ‘I love you’, regardless. "Lord," said the angel, gently touching his sleeve “Go to bed. You can finish it tomorrow". "I can’t,” said the Lord. "I am so close to creating something quite unique. Already it can heal itself when sick, on a moment’s notice it will willingly embrace and feed total strangers who have been stranded during a PCS move and it can wave goodbye to its husband understanding why he had to leave.” The angel circled the model of the military wife very slowly, “It’s too soft,” she sighed. “But tough,” the Lord said excitedly. “You cannot imagine what this being can do or endure.” “Can it think?” asked the angel excitedly. “It can convert 1400 to 2 p.m.,” replied the Lord. Finally the angel bent over and ran her fingers across the cheek. “There’s a leak, she said. “I told you that you were trying to put too much into this model. “ “It’s not a leak,” said the Lord. “It’s a tear.” “What’s it for?” asked the angel. “It’s for joy, sadness, pain, loneliness and pride.” “You’re a genius,” said the angel. Looking at her somberly, the Lord replied, “I didn’t put it there.”
When I Get Where I’m Going
When Tomorrow Starts Without Me
When I get where I'm going On the far side of the sky The first thing that I'm gonna do is spread my wings and fly I'm gonna land beside a lion And run my fingers through his mane Or I might find out what it's like
When tomorrow starts without me, And I’m not there to see; If the sun should rise and find your eyes All filled with tears of me; I wish so much you wouldn’t cry the way You did today; While thinking of the many things we didn’t Get to say.
To ride a drop of rain Yeah when I get where I'm going There'll be only happy tears I will shed the sins and struggles I have carried all these years And I'll leave my heart wide open I will love and have no fear Yeah when I get where I'm going Don't cry for me down here I'm gonna walk with my granddaddy And he'll match me step for step And I'll tell him how I missed him Every minute since he left Then I'll hug his neck Yeah when I get where I'm going There'll be only happy tears I will shed the sins and struggles I have carried all these years And I'll leave my heart wide open I will love and have no fear Yeah when I get where I'm going Don't cry for me down here So much pain and so much darkness In this world we stumble through All these questions I can't answer So much work to do But when I get where I'm going And I see my maker's face I'll stand forever in the light Of his amazing grace Yeah when I get where I'm going There'll be only happy tears Hallelujah I will love and have no fear When I get where I'm going Yeah when I get where I'm going -By Brad Paisley featuring Dolly Parton
I know how much you love me, As much as I love you. And each time that you think of me, I know you’ll miss me too. But when tomorrow starts without me, Please try to understand, That an angel came and called my name, And took me by the hand. And said my place was ready in heaven far above, And that I’d have to leave behind, All those I dearly love. But when I walked through heaven’s gates, I felt so much at home. When God looked down and smiled at me, From his great golden throne. He said, “This is eternity and all I’ve promised you. Today your life on earth is past, but here it starts anew. I promise no tomorrow, but today will always last, And since each day’s the same way, there’s no longing for the past.” So when tomorrow starts without me; Don’t think we’re far apart. For every time you think of me, I’m right here in your heart.
Why God Made Hugs Everyone was meant to share God’s all-abiding love and care; He saw that we would need to know A way to let these feelings show. So God made hugs- a special sign, And symbol of His love divine, A circle of our open arms To hold in love and keep out harm. One simple hug can do its part To warm and cheer another’s heart. A hug’s a bit of heaven above That signifies His perfect love. - Jill Wolf A Wonderful Mother God made a wonderful mother, A mother who never grows old; He made her smile of the sunshine, And he molded her heart of pure gold; In her eyes He placed bright shining stars, In her cheeks, fair roses you see, God made a wonderful mother And he gave that dear mother to me. Pat O’Reilly
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