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| I DIED |
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| I die but my love does not die, |
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| I shall love you in heaven |
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| as I have on this earth. |
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| P201 (French
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| FOOTPRINTS |
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| "Lord, You told me when I decided to follow You, |
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| But I'm aware that during the most troublesome times of my life, |
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one set of FOOTPRINTS. |
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| I just don't understand why, when I need You most, you leave
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whispered, "My precious child, |
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| I love you and
will never leave you, |
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| during your time of trials and suffering. When you saw only one
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| IT WAS THEN THAT I CARRIED YOU." |
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| P202 |
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| ALWAYS WITH US |
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| Your gentle face and pleasant
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| With sadness we recall. |
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| You had a kindly word for each |
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| and died beloved by all. |
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| The voice is mute and stilled the
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| That loved us well and true, |
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| Ah, bitter was the trial to part |
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| From one so good as you |
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| You are not forgotten, loved one |
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| Nor will you ever be. |
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| As long as life and memory last |
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| We will remember thee. |
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| We miss you now, our hearts are
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| As time goes by, we miss you more. |
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| Your loving smile, your gentle
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| No one can fill your vacant place. |
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| P205 |
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| I MUST LEAVE YOU |
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| When I must leave you for a little while, |
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| please go on bravely with a
gallant smile |
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| and for my sake and in my name, |
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| live on and do all the things the
same. |
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| Spend not your life in empty days, |
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| but fill each waking hour in
comfort and cheer, |
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| and I in turn, will comfort you
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| P206 |
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| UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN |
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| May the road rise up to meet you |
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| May the wind be always at your
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| May the sun shine warm upon your
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| And until we meet again |
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| may the God that loves us all |
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| Hold you in the palm of His hand. |
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| P207 |
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| SERENITY PRAYER |
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| O Lord grant me the serenity to
accept the things |
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| I cannot change, the courage to
change the things I can, |
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| and the wisdom to know the
difference. |
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| P208 (French P327) |
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| I HAVE LIVED |
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| I have lived- |
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| God knows that I have lived. |
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| I have loved- |
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| and in return have been loved. |
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| I have given- |
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| and received a hundredfold. |
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| I have suffered- |
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| and kept the pain within myself. |
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| I have searched- |
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| and with your help have found. |
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| I have accepted- |
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| and borne it with a smile. |
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| And now, for you, dear God. |
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| I have died. |
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| P213 |
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| WE WATCHED YOU SUFFER |
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| We watched you suffer day by day, |
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| and could not help in any way, |
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| but just stood by and saw you pass |
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| into our Saviour’s arms at last. |
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| In tears we watched you sinking, |
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| we watched you fade away. |
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| Our hearts were almost broken |
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| you fought so hard to stay. |
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| But when we saw you sleeping |
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| so peacefully, free from pain, |
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| we could not wish you
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| suffer that again. |
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| P214 |
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| AFTERGLOW |
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| I’d like the memory of me to be a
happy one. |
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| I’d like to leave an afterglow of
smiles |
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| when the day is done. I’d like to leave an echo, |
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| whispering softly down the ways. |
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| Of happy times and laughing times |
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| and bright and sunny days. I’d like the |
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| tears of those who grieve to dry
before |
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| the sun and to remember happy
memories |
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| that I leave behind when the day
is done. |
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| P215 |
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| CARDINAL PRAYER |
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| May the Lord support us |
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| all the daylong |
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| Till the shadows lengthen |
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| and the evening comes, |
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| and the busy world is hushed, |
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| and the fever of life
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| and our work is done! |
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| Then in His mercy |
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| may He give us a
safe lodging, |
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| and a holy rest, and |
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| peace at the last! |
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| P219 |
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| A MILLION TIMES |
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| A million times I’ve needed you, |
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| a million times I’ve cried, |
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| if
love could have saved you, |
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| you never would have died. |
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| Things we feel most deeply |
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| are the hardest things to say. |
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| My dearest one, I love you, |
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| in a very special way. |
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| If I could have one lifetime wish |
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| one dream that could come true, |
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| I’d pray to God with all my heart |
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| For yesterday and you. |
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| P220 (French
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| AROUND HIS GARDEN |
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| God looked around his garden |
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| And He found an empty place. |
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| He then looked down upon his earth, |
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| And saw your tired face. |
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| He put his arms around you |
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| And lifted you to rest. |
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| God’s garden must be beautiful |
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| He always takes the best. |
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| He knew that you were suffering |
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| He knew that you were in pain |
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| He knew that you would
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| Get well on earth again. |
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| He saw the road was getting rough, |
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| So he closed your weary eyelids, |
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| And whispered “Peace be thine” |
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| It broke our hearts to lose you |
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| But you didn’t go alone |
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| For part of us went with you |
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| The day God called you home. |
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| P221 |
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| FATHER |
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| God made a wonderful father, |
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| A father who never grows old, |
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| He made his heart out of gold; |
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| He made him as near as an angel, |
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| As anyone ever could be; |
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| God made a wonderful father, |
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| And gave that dear father to us. |
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| P225 |
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| ECCLESIASTES |
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| To everything there is a purpose |
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| and a time to every purpose |
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| under the heaven |
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| A time to be born |
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| and a time to die |
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| A time to plant |
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| and a time to reap |
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| A time to laugh |
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| and a time to weep |
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| A time to embrace |
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| and a time to not embrace |
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| A time to speak |
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| and a time to be silent |
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| A time to love |
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| and a time to hate |
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| A time of war |
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| and a time of peace. |
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| P226(French P328) |
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| I’LL BE THERE |
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| When I leave you don’t weep for me. |
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| Pass the wine
around and remember |
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| how my laughing pleased you. |
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| Look at one another, smiling, |
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| and don’t forget about touching. |
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| Sing the songs that I loved best |
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| and dance one time all together. |
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| As for me, I’ll be off, running |
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| somewhere on the beach, and I’ll fly |
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| to the top of the tree I always meant to climb |
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| When you’re ready, I’ll be there – |
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| Waiting for you |
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| Take your time |
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| P227(FrenchP302) |
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| I WROTE YOUR NAME |
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| We wrote your name in the grains of the sand. |
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| But the tide rolled and washed it away. |
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| We carved your name on the trunk of a tree. |
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| But eventually the bark dried and fell away. |
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| We treasured your name in the very depths of our hearts. |
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| And even time itself could not steal your memory away. |
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| P231 |
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| ST. FRANCIS OF ASSISI |
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| Lord make me an
instrument of your peace; |
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| where there is hatred,
let me sow love; |
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| where there is injury, pardon; |
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| where
there is doubt, faith; |
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| where
there is darkness, light; |
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| and where there is sadness, joy. |
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| Divine
Master, grant that I may not so much |
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| seek to be
consoled as to console; |
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| to be
understood, as to understand; |
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| to be loved, as to love; |
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| for it is in giving
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pardoning that we are pardoned |
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| P232 |
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| WHEN MY SOUL TAKES FLIGHT |
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| Lord, when my soul takes flight, |
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| May it rise swiftly to live forever |
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| In your love and care. |
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| P233 |
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| WHEN I’M GONE |
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| When I come to the end of my journey |
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| And I travel my last weary mile, |
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| Just forget if you can, that I ever frowned |
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| And remember only the smile. |
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| Forget unkind words I have spoken; |
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| Remember some good I have done, |
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| Forget that I ever had heartache |
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| And remember I’ve had loads of fun. |
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| Forget
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| And sometimes fell by the way. |
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| Remember I have fought |
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| Some hard battles |
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| And won, ere the close of the day, |
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| Then forget to grieve for my going, |
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| I would not have you sad for a day, |
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| But in summer just gather some flowers |
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| And remember the place where I lay, |
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| And come in the evening |
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| When the sun paints the sky in the west |
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| Stand for a few moments beside me |
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And remember only my
best.
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| HAIL MARY |
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| Hail Mary, full of grace, |
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| The Lord is with thee; |
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| Blessed art thou amongst women, |
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| And blessed is the fruit |
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| Of thy womb, Jesus. |
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| Holy Mary, Mother of God, |
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| Pray for us sinners, |
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| Now and at the hour |
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| Of our death. Amen. |
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| P237 |
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| TAPS |
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| Day is done, gone the sun |
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| From the lake, from the hill, from the sky. |
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| Thanks and praise for our days |
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| neath the sun, neath the stars, |
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| neath the sky, |
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| As we go, this we know, God is night. |
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| P238 |
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| LOVE POEM |
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| Love is patient, |
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| Love is kind. |
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| It does not envy, |
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| It does not boast, |
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| It is not proud. |
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| It is not rude, |
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| It is not self-seeking, |
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| It is not easily angered, |
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| It keeps no record of wrongs. |
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| Love does not delight in evil |
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| But rejoices with the truth. |
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protects, Always trust, |
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| Always hopes, Always perseveres |
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| P239 |
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| I AM YOUR GOD |
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| So do not fear, |
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| For I am with you; |
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| Do not be dismayed, |
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| For I am your God. |
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| I will strengthen you |
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| And help you; |
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| I will uphold you with |
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| My righteous right hand. |
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| P243 |
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| “The mystery of our life is in
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| P244 |
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| As angels keep their watch up
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| Please, God, just let her/ him know |
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| We love and miss her/ him so. |
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| P245 |
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| Life is not ended, |
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| for those who have been faithful. |
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| P246 (FrenchP341) |
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| I am rejoining the ones I loved, |
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| and I am waiting for those I love. |
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| P247 |
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| His/Her death
has left a deep wound in our hearts. Immaculate Heart of Mary, pray for him/her. |
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| P248 |
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| Your presence we miss, |
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| Your Memory we treasure; |
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| Loving you always, |
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| Forgetting you never. |
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| P249 |
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| Although we smile and make no fuss |
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time we often recall, |
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| P250 |
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| Everyday, in
some small way, |
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| Memories of you come our way. |
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| Though absent, you are never near, |
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| Still missed, still loved forever dear. |
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| P251 |
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| We are sad
within our memory, |
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| lonely are thoughts today. |
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| For the one loved so
dearly, |
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| has forever been called away. |
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| P262 |
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| If love could have saved you, |
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| you would have lived
forever. |
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| P263 |
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| A part of my heart he took with him, |
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his love he left me to keep, |
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| So
we will never really be parted, |
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| The
bond between us is too deep. |
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| P264 |
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| Always a smile, instead of a frown, |
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| Always
a hand, when one is down, |
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| Always
true, thoughtful and kind, |
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| Wonderful
memories she/ he left behind. |
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| P265 |
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May you find comfort in the arms of an
angel.
| P203 (French P336) |
| 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? |
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| 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. |
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| For this journey that 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. |
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| When you are lonely and sick of
heart |
| Go to
the friends we know |
| And bury
your sorrows in doing good deeds. |
| Miss
me, but let me go. |
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| P204 |
| REMEMBER ME |
| His/Her good
character and the kindness of |
| his/her heart
has won the affection of |
| his/her loved
ones |
| He/She was loved
by all. Those who knew |
| him/her, have honoured him/her
with their |
| esteem, and have expressed it with
sympathies |
| after his/her death. |
| His/Her death
has left a profound wound |
| in our hearts. |
| Remember me, friends, as I have
done |
| the will of the Lord. |
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| P209 |
| MY LOVED ONES |
| My loved ones, my pilgrimage on
earth |
| is over.
Do not forget me. Stay united |
| in eternity. Dear Lord, protect those I leave behind. |
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| P210 (French
P331) |
| 23rd PSALM
(The Lord is my shepherd) |
| The Lord is my shepherd, |
| I shall
not want; |
| He
makes me lie down in green pastures. |
| He
leads me beside still waters; |
| He
restores my soul. |
| He
leads me in paths of righteousness |
| for His
name's sake. |
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| Yea,
though I walk through the valley |
| of the
shadow of death, I fear no evil; |
| for
Thou are with me; |
| Thy rod and Thy staff, they
comfort me. |
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| Thou preparest a table before me
in the |
| presence of mine enemies; Thou
anointest my |
| head with oil; my cup runneth
over. Surely |
| goodness and mercy shall follow me
all the |
| days of my life; and I will dwell
in the house |
| of the Lord forever. |
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| P211 (French
P304) |
| MY CHILDREN |
| My children, I died. I am leaving this valley. |
| I beg you, never forget me! Stay united among |
| yourselves, stay firm in our faith. Soon we |
| shall be reunited in heaven. I died but my love |
| does not die. I shall love you in heaven as I |
| have on this earth. |
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| P212 |
| GONE BUT NOT FORGOTTEN |
| You’re gone but not forgotten as
dawns another |
| day. All the tears we have cried for you will |
| never go away. The Lord took you to his Mansion |
| to let you rest in peace. He will leave the golden gates open until
we meet again. |
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| P216 |
| HEAVEN’S GATE |
| Heaven’s gate swung gently open, |
| God called softly, “come” |
| And you, dear one, took God’s hand, |
| and your work on earth was done. |
| We’ll never cease to miss you, |
| and shed many silent
tears, |
| because we cannot share with you |
| our hopes, our joys, our fears. |
| But one day, in Gods
garden, |
| when God calls us to come. |
| You’ll be at the gates with open arms |
| and say to us, “welcome home!” |
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| P217 |
| GOD’S HAND |
| Down a
road that’s calm and peaceful, |
| guided by God’s loving hand, |
| She/He has gone upon a journey |
| to a distant, brighter land. |
| And although our
hearts are heavy |
| with sorrow we still
bear, |
| it helps to bring us comfort, |
| knowing she/he is happy
there. |
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| P218 |
| CHANNEL OF YOUR PEACE |
| Make me a
channel of your peace. |
| Where there is hatred let me bring your love. |
| Where
there is injury your pardon, |
| Lord, and where there is doubt, true faith in you. |
| Where there is despair let me bring your hope. |
| Where there is darkness only light, |
| and
where there is sadness ever joy. |
| O,
Master grant that I may never seek |
| So much
to be consoled as to console, |
| To be
understood as to understand. |
| To be
loved, as to love with all my soul. |
| Make me
a channel of your peace. |
| It is
in pardoning that we are pardoned. |
| In giving to all
men that we receive, |
| and in
dying that we are born to eternal life. |
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| P222 |
| DON’T STAND AT MY GRAVE |
| 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 glint on snow, |
| I am the sunset on ripened
grain, |
| I am the gentle autumn’s rain. |
| When you awaken in the mornings
hush, |
| I am the sweet uplifting rush |
| Of quiet birds in circled
flight, |
| I am the soft star that shines
at night. |
| Do not stand at my grave and
cry |
| I am not there, I did not die.
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| P223 |
| WE MISS THEE |
| We miss thee from our home dear. |
| We miss thee from thy place. |
| A shadow o’er our life is cast. |
| We miss the sunshine of thy face. |
| We miss thy kind and willing hand |
| Thy fond and earnest care. |
| Our home is dark without thee. |
| We miss thee everywhere. |
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| P224 |
| NO BREAKING HEART |
| No breaking heart is here, |
| No sad and chilling pain: |
| No wasted cheeks where the
frequent tear |
| Rolls down and leaves its
stain. |
| Dear friends of mortal years, |
| The trusted and the true, |
| You are watching still in the
valley of tears, |
| But I wait to welcome you. |
| I won’t forget, O no! |
| For memory’s golden chain |
| Shall bind my heart to the
hearts below |
| Till we meet to touch again. |
| Each link is strong and bright. |
| And love’s eternal flame, |
| Flows freely down, like a river
of light |
| To the world from where I came. |
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| P228 |
| PERHAPS |
| Perhaps you sent a lovely card |
| or sat quietly in a chair |
| Perhaps you sent a funeral spray, |
| if so we saw it there. |
| Perhaps you spoke the kindest words. |
| As any friend could say. |
| Perhaps you were not there at all. |
| Just thought of us that day. |
| What ever you did to console our hearts |
| Thank you so much whatever the part |
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| P229 |
| GOD SAW YOU |
| God saw you getting tired |
| When a cure was not to be. |
| So he closed his arms around you |
| And whispered “ Come to Me” |
| You didn’t deserve what |
| You went through, |
| So He gave you a rest. |
| God’s Garden must be beautiful |
| He only takes the best. |
| And when we saw you sleeping, |
| So peaceful and free from pain, |
| We could not wish you back, |
| To suffer that again. |
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| P230 (French P300) |
| LORD’S PRAYER |
| Our Father, Who art in heaven,
hallowed be Thy name. |
| Thy kingdom come.
Thy will be done on earth as it is in Heaven. |
| Give us this day our daily bread; and forgive us our
trespasses |
| as we
forgive those who trespass against us. |
| And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. |
| For Thine is the Kingdom, the power and the glory, |
| forever and ever. |
| Amen. |
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| P234 |
| LOVING HUSBAND |
| Console yourself, dear
wife, |
| you were my happiness on earth. |
| I will love you in heaven as |
| I loved you on earth. |
| I
accepted the will of God, |
| I saw death coming with |
| calm and
courage, that gave me faith. |
| Why cry my departure |
| since death is an end to my suffering. |
| My dear children, do not forget me, |
| you have love, prove to me that you |
| will still love
me by taking care |
| of your mother. |
| O my God bless my
family and |
| be the protector of my children. |
| Have mercy on those whom |
| I leave on earth, |
| Protect them and save them. |
| Almighty God, |
| Grant me eternal rest. |
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| P235 |
| LITTLE ANGELS |
| When God calls little children |
| To dwell with Him above, |
| We mortals sometimes question |
| the wisdom of His love.
For no heartache compares |
| With the death of one small child |
| Who does so much to make our world |
| Seem wonderful and mild. |
| Perhaps God tires of calling the aged to His
fold, |
| So He picks a rosebud before it can grow old. |
| God knows how much we need them, |
| And so He takes 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. |
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| P240 |
| ON EAGLE’S WINGS |
| And He will raise you up |
| On eagle’s wings, |
| Bear you on |
| The breath of dawn, |
| Make you to shine- |
| Like the sun, |
| And hold you in the palm |
| of His hand. |
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| P241 |
| ANGLER’S PRAYER |
| God grant 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 safe landing net, |
| I’m peacefully asleep, |
| That in his mercy I be judged, |
| As big enough to keep. |
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| P242 |
| 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 I heard Him call |
| I turned my back and left it all. |
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| 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. |
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| 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. |
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| Be not burdened with times of sorrow. |
| I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow. |
| My life’s been full, I savored much. |
| Good friends, good times, |
| A loved one’s touch. |
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| Perhaps my time seemed all to 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. |
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| P252 |
| There is a sad and sweet remembrance, |
| There is memory fond and true; |
| There is a token of
affection |
| And heartache still for you. |
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| P253(French
P367) |
| God, take my hand |
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| P254 |
| The saddest word mankind knows |
| Will always be “Goodbye” |
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| P255 |
| ‘Gone but not forgotten’ |
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| P256 |
| Those we love don't go away, |
| They
walk beside us every day, |
| Unseen,
unheard, but always near, |
| Still
loved, still missed and very dear. |
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| P257 |
| You are not forgotten loved one |
| Nor
will you ever be. |
| As long
as life and memory last |
| We will
remember thee. |
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| P258 |
| Always in our thoughts |
| Forever in our hearts |
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| P259 |
| 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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| P260 |
| Death leaves a heartache no one
can heal... |
| Love
leaves a memory no one can steal. |
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| P261 |
| When a loved one becomes a memory, |
| that memory becomes a treasure. |
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| P266 |
| Thank you for loving and sharing, |
| For
giving and for caring, |
| God
bless you and keep you, |
| Until
we meet again. |
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| P267 |
| “When hearts listen, angels sing.” |
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| P268 |
| Memories are like threads of gold, |
| They
never tarnish or grow old. |
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| P269 |
| Your presence I miss, |
| Your
memory I treasure, |
| Loving
you always, |
| Forgetting
you never. |
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