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I am at home in Heaven, dear ones,
Oh, so happy and so bright,
There is perfect joy and beauty,
In this everlasting light.
All the pain and grief is over,
Every restless yearning 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.

Lonely is the home without you,
Life to us is not the same;
All the world would be like heaven,
If we could have you back again.
— † —
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.
— † —
May the God of Love and Mercy,
Care our loved one who is gone,
And bless with consolation,
Those left to carry on.
— † —
The happy hours we once enjoyed,
How sweet their memory still,
But death has left a vacant place,
This world can never fill.
— † —
How dearly we loved you,
And prayed you might live,
But Jesus just beckoned,
And we had to give.
— † —
God gave us strength to bear it,
And courage to fight the blow,
What it has meant to lose you,
God alone will ever know.

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; and
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; it is in forgiving that we are
pardoned; and it is in dying that we are
born to Eternal Life. – St. Francis of Assisi

The Lord is my shepherd, I’ll not want,
He makes me down to lie,
In pastures green he leadeth me,
The quiet waters by.
My soul he doth restore again,
And me to walk doth make,
Within the paths of righteousness,
E’en for his own name’s sake.
Yea though I walk in death’s dark vale,
Yet will I fear none ill,
For thou art with me and thy rod
And staff me comfort still.
Goodness and mercy all my life,
Shall surely follow me,
And in God’s house for evermore,
My dwelling place shall be.
23rd Psalm

THE MEMORARE
Remember, O most gracious Virgin Mary
that never was it known that anyone who
fled to thy protection, implored thy help
or 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. O Mother of the Word Incarnate,
despise not my petitions, but in thy clemency
hear and answer me. Amen.
— † —
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; it is
in forgiving that we are pardoned; and it is
in dying that we are born
to eternal life.

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 found that place 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 savoured much,
Good friends, good times, a 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.

What she suffered she told but few,
She did not deserve what she went through,
Tired and weary she made no fuss,
But tried so hard to stay with us.
— † —
Two tired eyes are sleeping,
Two willing hands are still;
The one who worked so hard for us,
Is resting at God’s Will.
— † —
Our lips cannot speak how we loved her,
Our hearts cannot tell what to say,
But God only knows how we miss her,
In our home that is lonely to-day.
— † —
Your life was love and labour,
Your love for your family true;
You did your best for all of us,
We will always remember you.
— † —
In a near and silent graveyard,
Where the trees their branches wave,
Sleeps a kind and loving mother,
In her cold and lonely grave.
She bade no one a last farewell,
She raised her hand to none,
Her spirit flew before we knew,
That she from us had gone.

What he suffered he told but few,
He did not deserve what he went through,
Tired and weary he made no fuss,
But tried so hard to stay with us.
— † —
Two tired eyes are sleeping,
Two willing hands are still;
The one who worked so hard for us,
Is resting at God’s Will.
— † —
Our lips cannot speak how we loved him,
Our hearts cannot tell what to say,
But God only knows how we miss him,
In our home that is lonely to-day.
— † —
Your life was love and labour,
Your love for your family true;
You did your best for all of us,
We will always remember you.
— † —
In a near and silent graveyard,
Where the trees their branches wave,
Sleeps a kind and loving father,
In his cold and lonely grave.
He bade no one a last farewell,
He raised his hand to none,
His spirit flew before we knew,
That he from us had gone.

Gone from our home that smiling face,
The cheerful happy ways,
The heart that won so many friends,
In bygone happy days
Lonely is the home without you,
Life to us is not the same;
All the world would be like Heaven,
If we could have you back again.
In dreams we see her smiling face,
And kiss her tender brow,
But in our aching hearts we know,
We have no mother now.
The voice is now silent, the heart now
cold,
The smile and the welcome that met us
of old,
We miss her and mourn her in sorrow
unseen,
And dwell on the memory of days that
have been.
We sat beside your bedside,
Our hearts were crushed and sore;
We did our duty 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 dear.

Gone from our home that smiling face,
The cheerful happy ways,
The heart that won so many friends,
In bygone happy days
Lonely is the home without you,
Life to us is not the same;
All the world would be like Heaven,
If we could have you back again.
In dreams we see his smiling face,
And kiss his tender brow,
But in our aching hearts we know,
We have no father now.
The voice is now silent, the heart now
cold,
The smile and the welcome that met us
of old,
We miss him and mourn him in sorrow
unseen,
And dwell on the memory of days that
have been.
We sat beside your bedside,
Our hearts were crushed and sore;
We did our duty 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, father dear.

God’s Garden
God looked around His garden
And saw an empty space,
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 only takes the best.
God knew you were in pain
And a cure was not to be,
So He closed your weary eyelids
And whispered “Come to Me”.
With tearful eyes we watched you
And saw you slip away,
Although we loved you dearly
We knew you could not stay.
It broke our hearts to lose you
But you did not go alone,
For part of us went with you
The day God called you home.

What is Dying?
I am standing on the seashore. A ship at my
side spreads her white sails to the morning
breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is
an object of beauty and I stand and watch
her until at last she fades on the horizon.
Then someone at my side says, “There, she
has gone” – Gone where? Gone from my
sight that is all. She is just as large in mast,
hull and spar as she was when she left my
side. The diminished size and total loss of
sight is in me and not in her, and just at
that moment when someone by my side says,
“She’s gone,” others take up the glad shout –
“There she comes.” And that is dying.

“WHEN I MUST LEAVE YOU”
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.
(Helen Steiner Rice)

HER JOURNEY’S JUST BEGUN
Don’t think of 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 sorrows and the tears,
In a place of warmth and comfort,
Where there are no days or 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.

HIS JOURNEY’S JUST BEGUN
Don’t think of him as gone away,
His journey’s just begun,
Life holds so many facets,
This earth is only one.
Just think of him as resting,
From the sorrows and the tears,
In a place of warmth and comfort,
Where there are no days or years.
Think how he must be wishing,
That we could know today,
How nothing but our sadness,
Can really pass away.
And think of him as living,
In the hearts of those he touched,
For nothing loved is ever lost,
And he was loved so much.

Miss me but let me go
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 a part of the Master’s 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 sorrow
in doing good deeds,
Miss me but let me go.

I thought of you with
love today
But that is nothing new,
I thought about you yesterday
And days before that too.
I think of you in silence
I often speak your name,
All I have are memories
And your picture in a frame.
Your memory is my keepsake
With which I’ll never part,
God has you in His keeping
I have you in my heart.

May heaven hold a
place for you,
Where you can dig
and plant –
Flowers of the
humblest kind,
And those of
rarest scent.

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 this message,
To our dear mother up above;
Tell her how we miss her,
And give her all our love.
— † —
Pray for us, O dearest mother,
To Jesus Christ, our King;
That He may bless our lonely home
Where thou once dwelt therein.
And pray that God may give us strength,
To bear our heavy cross;
For no one knows but only He
The treasure we have lost.
— † —
Your life was love and labour,
Your love for your family true;
You did your best for all of us,
We will always remember you.

You can only have one father,
Patient, kind and true;
No other friend in all the world,
Will be the same to you,
When other friends forsake you,
To father you will return,
For all his loving kindness,
He asks nothing in return,
As we look upon his picture,
Sweet memories we recall,
Of a face so full of sunshine,
And a smile for one and all,
Sweet Jesus, take this message,
To our dear father up above;
Tell him how we miss him,
And give him all our love.
— † —
Pray for us, O dearest father,
To Jesus Christ, our King;
That He may bless our lonely home
Where thou once dwelt therein.
And pray that God may give us strength,
To bear our heavy cross;
For no one knows but only He
The treasure we have lost.
— † —
Your life was love and labour,
Your love for your family true;
You did your best for all of us,
We will always remember you.

Suffer little children to come unto Me,
for of such is the Kingdom of Heaven.
g h
Not gone from Daddy’s memory,
Not gone from Mammy’s love,
But gone to shine with Jesus
In His beautiful home above.
g h
Our Lady wished a pretty flower,
To lay at Jesus feet,
Her choice was of the fairest,
A lily pure and sweet.
g h
She gazed amid the little ones,
And stooped to pick the best,
Dear Rose was the chosen one,
With Jesus now she rests.
g h
Fold her, O Jesus, in Thy arms,
And let her henceforth be,
A messenger of love between
Our human hearts and thee

A bouquet of beautiful memories,
Sprayed with a million tears,
Wishing God could have spared you,
If just for a few more years.
It does not take a special day,
For us to think of you,
Each Mass we hear, each prayer we say,
Is offered up for you.
We cannot bring the old days back,
When we were all together,
The family chain is broken now,
But memories live forever.
It was a sudden parting,
Too bitter to forget,
Only those who loved you,
Are the ones who will never forget.
May he rest in peace, dear Jesus,
In Thy heavenly home above,
With the Sacred Heart of Jesus,
In His own eternal love.
Along the road to yesterday,
That leads us straight to you,
Are memories of happy days,
Together we once knew.
The blow was hard, the shock severe,
To part with one we loved so dear,
Our loss is great, we’ll not complain,
But trust in God to meet again.
A silent grief that’s in our hearts,
No human eye can trace,
For many a broken heart is hid,
Beneath a smiling face.

Road to Eternity
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.
But when the journey finally ends,
We’ll claim a great reward,
And find an everlasting peace,
Together with the Lord.

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 belonging to him,
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 of 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.

We did not see you close your eyes,
We did not see you die,
All we knew was that you were gone,
Without a last goodbye,
It was a sudden parting,
Too bitter to forget,
Only those who loved you,
Are the ones who will never forget.
The happy hours we once enjoyed,
How sweet their memory still,
But death has left a vacant place,
This world can never fill.
Your life was one of kindly deeds,
A helping hand for others’ needs,
Sincere and true in heart and mind,
Beautiful memories left behind.
— † —
O Sweet Jesus, for the sake of Thy Bitter
Passion and the sorrows of Thy Immaculate
Mother, have mercy on his soul, and let the
light of Thy Countenance shine upon her.

THE MEMORARE
Remember, O most gracious Virgin Mary,
that never was it known that anyone who
fled to thy protection, implored thy help,
or 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. O Mother of the Word Incarnate,
despise not my petitions, but in thy clemency
hear and answer me. Amen.
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 this message,
To our dear mother up above;
Tell her how we miss her,
And give her all our love.
Your life was love and labour,
Your love for your family true;
You did your best for all of us,
We will always remember you.

WHEN I LEAVE
Family and friends, I am about to leave, my
last breath does not say “goodbye” for my
love for you is truly timeless. I leave myself to
your memory with love. I leave my thoughts,
my laughter, my dreams to you whom I have
treasured. I give you what no thief can steal,
the memories of our times together; the
tender, love-filled moments, the music, song
and dance, the successes we have shared, the
hard times that brought us closer together
and the roads we have walked side by side.
I also leave you a solemn promise that after
I am home in the bosom of God, I will still
be present in the communion of Saints,
whenever and wherever you call on me. My
spirit will be drawn to you by the magnet of
our love. Whenever you are in need, call
me; I will come to you, with my arms full of
wisdom and light to open up your blocked
paths, to untangle your knots and to be
your avenue to God, and all I take with me
as I leave is your love and the millions of
memories of all that we have shared. So fear
not nor grieve at my departure, you whom I
have loved so much, for my roots and yours
are forever intertwined.

Look at life
with eyes that see,
the good and not
the bad.
Cherish in
your memory
the glad times
not the sad.

Lonely is the home without you,
Life to us is not the same;
All the world would be like Heaven,
If we could have you back again.
— † —
What she suffered she told but few,
She did not deserve what she went through,
Tired and weary she made no fuss,
But tried so hard to stay with us.
— † —
Two tired eyes are sleeping,
Two willing hands are still;
The one who worked so hard for us,
Is resting at God’s Will.
— † —
Our lips cannot speak how we loved her,
Our hearts cannot tell what to say,
But God only knows how we miss her,
In our home that is lonely to-day.
— † —
Pray for us, O dearest mother,
To Jesus Christ, our King;
That He may bless our lonely home
Where thou once dwelt therein.
And pray that God may give us strength,
To bear our heavy cross;
For no one knows but only He
The treasure we have lost.

REMEMBER Lord R thy servant,
in Baptism he died with
Christ: may he also share
his resurrection,
When Christ will raise our mortal
bodies and make them like His own
in glory.
Welcome into Your kingdom
our departed brothers and sisters and
all who have left this world
in Your friendship.
There we hope to share in Your
glory when every tear will
be wiped away.
On that day
we shall see You, our God,
as You are.
We shall become like You
and praise You for ever
through Christ our Lord,
from whom all good things come.
From Eucharistic Prayer III

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.
— † —
We cannot bring the old days back,
When we were all together,
The family chain is broken now,
But memories live forever.

God’s Lent Child
“I’ll lend you for a little while, a child of mine,
God said.
For you to love the while he lives, and mourn for
when he’s dead.
It may be six or seven years, or forty-two or three.
But will you, till I call him back, take care of him
for me.
He’ll bring his charms to gladden you and should
his stay be brief.
You’ll always have his memories as a solace for
your grief.
I cannot promise he will stay since all from earth
return.
But there are lessons taught below I want this
child to learn.
I’ve looked this whole world over in my search for
teachers true.
And from the folks that crowd life’s lane I have
chosen you.”
“Now will you give him all your love nor think the
labour vain.
Nor hate me when I come to take this lent child
back again?
I fancied that I heard him say, dear Lord Thy will
be done.
For all the joys Thy child will 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 should the Angels come for him much sooner
than we’ve planned.
We’ll brave the bitter grief that comes, and try to
understand.”

Pray for us, O dearest mother,
To Jesus Christ, our King;
That He may bless our lonely home
Where thou once dwelt therein.
And pray that God may give us strength,
To bear our heavy cross;
For no one knows but only He
The treasure we have lost.
— † —
How dearly we loved her,
And prayed she might live,
But Jesus just beckoned,
And we had to give.
— † —
Gone from us, but leaving memories,
Death can never take away,
Memories that will always linger,
While upon this earth we stay

FAR HORIZON
We seem to give them back to Thee O God,
who gavest them to us. But as Thou didst
not lose them in giving, so do we not lose
them on their return.
Not as the world giveth, givest Thou O
Lover of souls. What thou givest Thou
takest not away, for what is Yours, 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 more clearly, draw us closer to Thyself,
that we may be nearer to our loved one
who is 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. Amen.
(Rev. Bede Jarrett, O.P.)

Togetherness
Death is nothing at all. I have only slipped
away into the next room. I am I, and
you are you. Whatever we were to each
other that we still are. Call me by my old
familiar name, speak to me in the easy way
you always used. Put no difference into
your tone, wear no forced air of solemnity
or sorrow. 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 name it always
was. Let it be spoken without the shadow
of a ghost in it. Life means all that it ever
meant. It is the same as it ever was. What
is death but a negligible accident. Why
should I be out of your mind because I
am out of your sight. All is well, nothing is
lost. One brief moment and all will be as
it was before.

Deep peace of the
running wave to you
Deep peace of the
flowing air to you
Deep peace of the
quiet earth to you
Deep peace of the
shining stars to you
Deep peace of the
Son of Peace to you.

There is no night
without a dawning,
No Winter without a Spring,
And beyond death’s
dark horizon
Our hearts once more
will sing –
For those who leave us
for a while
have only Gone Away
Out of a restless
careworn world
Into a “Brighter day”

It was a sudden parting,
Too bitter to forget,
Those who loved you dearly,
Are the ones who can’t forget.
— † —
We often sit and think of you,
And think of how you died;
To think you could not say goodbye,
Before you closed your eyes.
— † —
Your life was one of kindly deeds,
A helping hand for others’ needs,
Sincere and true in heart and mind,
Beautiful memories left behind.
— † —
The blow was hard, the shock severe,
To part with one we loved so dear,
Our loss is great, we’ll not complain,
But trust in God to meet again.
— † —
Two tired eyes are sleeping,
Two willing hands are still;
The one who worked so hard for us,
Is resting at God’s Will.
— † —
Our family chain is broken,
And nothing seems the same,
But as God calls us one by one,
The links shall join again.

We hold you close within our
hearts,
And there you shall remain,
To walk with us throughout our
lives,
Until we meet again.
So rest in peace dear loved one
And thanks for all you’ve done,
We pray that God has given you,
The crown you’ve truly won.

THE MEMORARE
Remember, O most gracious Virgin
Mary, that never was it known that
anyone who fled to thy protection,
implored thy help or 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.
O Mother of the Word Incarnate,
despise not my petitions, but in
thy clemency hear and answer me.
Amen.

Distance takes us far apart
And darkens my today.
I have to keep remembering –
You’re just a thought away.
When the world is too confusing,
Times are hard to bear,
I pull your precious meaning,
Your bright spirit, from the air.
If I sometimes drift into
A lonely state of mind,
I gather up the memories
Of days we left behind.
And though you’re not beside me,
I can tap into my heart
And draw upon the warmth and love
That lives when we’re apart.
And with these fond reflections
On the times when you were near,
I sense a little bit of what
It’s like to have you here.

May He support us
all the day long,
till the shades 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 His mercy may He give
us a safe lodging
and a holy rest
and peace at the last.
Cardinal Newman

AFTER GLOW
— † —
I’d like the memory of me
to be a happy one.
I’d like to leave an after
glow 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.

THE MEMORARE
Remember, O most gracious Virgin Mary
that never was it known that anyone who
fled to thy protection, implored thy help
or 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. O Mother of the Word Incarnate,
despise not my petitions, but in thy
clemency hear and answer me. Amen
— † —
PRAYER FOR THE SOULS IN
PURGATORY
O God, the Creator and Redeemer of all the
faithful, grant to the souls of Thy servants,
departed, the full remission of their sins,
that through pious supplications they may
obtain the pardon which they have always
desired. Who livest and reignest world
without end. Amen.

Solace
They are not gonethese loved ones whom
we mourn,
We must not think of
them as far away.
Unto a fuller life have
they been born.
Laying aside the vesture
of this clay.
Yet near us still they
watch, and love and
know;
We are the blind ones
who no longer see
familiar forms that we so
dearly loved,
Waiting reunion in
eternity.

MY JESUS MERCY
— † —
We lost a mother with a heart of gold,
How much we miss her can never be told,
She shared our troubles and helped us
along,
If we follow her footsteps we can never
go wrong.
— † —
We miss you from your fireside chair,
Your loving smile and gentle air,
Your vacant place no one can fill,
We miss you mother and always will.
— † —
She was a mother so very rare,
Content in her home and always there,
On earth she toiled, in heaven she rests
God bless you mother, you were one of
the best.
— † —
Each time we look at your picture,
You seem to smile and say,
Don’t be sad but courage take,
And love each other for my sake.
— † —
O Sweet Jesus, for the sake of Thy Bitter
Passion and the sorrows of Thy Immaculate
Mother, have mercy on her soul, and let the
light of Thy Countenance shine upon her.
Amen.

MY JESUS MERCY !
— † —
We lost a father with a heart of gold,
How much we miss him can never be told,
He shared our troubles and helped us
along,
If we follow his footsteps we can never
go wrong. — † —
We miss you from your fireside chair,
Your loving smile and gentle air,
Your vacant place no one can fill,
We miss you father and always will.
— † —
He was a father so very rare,
Content in his home and always there,
On earth he toiled, in heaven he rests
God bless you father, you were one of
the best.
— † —
Each time we look at your picture,
You seem to smile and say,
Don’t be sad but courage take,
And love each other for my sake.
— † —
O Sweet Jesus, for the sake of Thy Bitter
Passion and the sorrows of Thy Immaculate
Mother, have mercy on his soul, and let the
light of Thy Countenance shine upon him.
Amen.

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 glints on snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain
I am the gentle autumn’s rain.
When you awaken 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.

If we could visit heaven
Even for a day,
Maybe for a moment,
The pain would go away.
We’d put our arms around you
And whisper words so true,
That living life without you,
Is the hardest thing to do
No matter how we spend our days,
No matter what we do,
No morning dawns or evening falls,
When we don’t think of you.

There is a bridge of memory,
From earth to heaven above.
It keeps you always near us,
it’s called the bridge of love.
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,
For part of us went with you,
The day God called you home.

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